Personal Narrative: What I Learned In My Music Class

No sooner than we came back with the drinks than one guy who I found was named Dan pulled out a baggie and rolled a couple of big joints. Those were passed around and it seemed like Jazz always had one in her hand as the guys kept passing them to her.

Have you ever had this kind of experience: You work very hard approach to your goal, and you think that you are ready to face any potential issue, but it unfortunately turns out to be very different than what you thought it would be than what actually happened. This is a lesson I learned from my entry-level music class while I was still a John Jay student.There is a big different between who I am and who I was in few years ago. Unlike now, I am very relaxed and I tend to be more productive and confident when I have to handle multiple things. I used to be very impulsive and a little bit of disorganized. My time management skills were extraordinary terrible, and I could not properly handle the problems by myself. I had a bad temper because I

My Singstunde choices depict some aspects of my ongoing journey of finding meaning and finding my place in this life. Recently, I have been faced with uncertainty concerning who I am and what I want to contribute to this world. This is my last semester of my Senior year at Regis and I feel so thankful for the specific purposeful educational opportunity that I have been granted. Now, it is my turn to figure out how to live a meaningful life and how to best use this amazing Jesuit education. I hope that the Jesuit ideals, that have grown so close to my heart, can help inform a path to helping others in the most effective way that I personally can accomplish given my personality, strengths and weaknesses. While I know this searching for the right

In this class, I have learned many new skills to improve my writing, and I have also learned new grammar rules. In regards to my writing, I have learned the importance of freewriting when beginning to write a paper. Additionally, I now know to allow ample time for revising and editing because I can look at my work critically for mistakes and make necessary changes. Furthermore, I have learned about grammar rules such as pronoun-antecedent agreement. This rule is something that I know subconsciously, but being made aware of it has allowed me to find mistakes I make more often.

“We’re on in five!”, barks the conductor. I look up, still chewing on a candy bar.“Hey, where’s the bass!” I run backstage, dodging stage crew and return with a black instrument without first tripping over scattered wires. “Alright, everyone: places!” As I reshuffle my sheet music, a few things catch my eye.

This class has helped me in my sociology class, and I believe it will help me in my next sociology class next semester. The topics and ideas seem to run hand in hand. Most importantly this class has not only helped me understand other cultures I’m not familiar with, but in future conversations about other cultures maybe I could offer some educated insight for those who haven’t taken an anthropology

I was enrolled in a Music Appreciation class over the summer and had a final grade of a 97. The first semester of school I was enrolled in American History; Found Principles, Civics and Economics Honors (90), Symphonic Band (100), Honors Biology (94) and Microsoft Word and Powerpoint (96). During second semester I have been enrolled in North Carolina Math II Honors (90), Symphonic Band (100), Health Science I (96) and Honors English II

8th grade was the best summer I’ve ever had. I was so happy because I was able to finally had a group of friends. It all started in Alpena, in May. My friend Breanna and I had gotten into numerous altercations and stopped being friends for a long time. Breanna messaged me and I decided that we should go get some ice cream. It turns out she wanted to say sorry for how she was acting. To this day, I consider her my best friend. Breanna and I reconciled in May and haven’t stopped being friends since. Earlier that year, I had met my friend Alyssa. She was basically like me, loud, crazy, cool, and didn’t care about others opinions on her. This is what basically bonded us. Breanna and I and Alyssa had hung out for a month, and we became the bestest

I’ve had Kind of Blue on repeat since the day we introduced it in class. There’s something aloof yet optimistic about it. I think it’s Davis—no, it’s definitely Davis. The trumpet is eternally pensive—inquisitive, perhaps lost. And the piano is calm and steady. The whole work (I listen to Flamenco Sketches as I write this) seems… content with searching. Lost in time and space and yet comfortable.

As you might know, the musical theater class has started this trimester. I auditioned for the class, and actually was considered one of the people to come back and try out for a main character. However, the class happens to be during sixth hour. I was wondering if on the day that they do the actual the call backs for the main characters if I could go to the class instead of sixth hour. If there is any work that I will have to make up during this time, I will do it on my own. I have talked to some other students who have the same dilemma, an they said that this was the best solution. I was also wondering what they did last year for this problem to be fixed. If I am chosen to be a main character, I would like to ask if I could be in the class

Lasted summer I attended a summer musical education program. The program is during the summer and you meet new teachers, learn new classical pieces, and make friends who are also musicians. It was my third year attending this program. I found that each year my skills improve dramatically after the summer, and each summer I make new friends. Musicians in the program are placed in a large group based on their level of musical ability and the type of instrument they play, for example a student who plays a string instrument at a beginner level will be placed with other students who are at the same level and play a string instrument. Each year at the end of the summer we are in many performances.

I feel I could bring a broad perspective to the classroom due to my experiences. My childhood is something many people don’t experience and few have told about it. Growing up in a poverty-stricken neighborhood with a single parent is hard. I didn’t get to experience things an average child may be exposed to but instead, I developed a valuable skill. I learn that with patience and commitment anything is possible. With these two skills, a man can do anything. As of currently I have done something not a single person in my family has accomplished, to attend a university.

This is my life put to music. I am Noah I am from Charlotte And I go to Mater Christi. I really like to build thing and enjoy traveling and being with my family. My audience would mostly be people who like pop rock songs and enjoy a bit of country. The mood Is mostly pop rock and a little bit of country. This album would be titled In Time.

Music is a powerful force. Music strongly affects our emotions, brings back memories, changes the way we express ourselves, and it can even affect our health. Music shapes our personality in ways we do not notice. The following three song’s show how my life has changed and how songs can be used to retell one’s own past through someone else’s lyrics.

It was about seven years ago. I was 12 years old and in the winter months of my sixth grade year. To give you a visualization I was outside in a trailer classroom for health. The bell had rung to indicate the end of class. As I gathered my materials and headed out for the door I heard my health teacher, Mrs. Kelly, call out, “Watch your step on the stairs, they are a little icy from the rain that froze over nigh-”. Before Mrs. Kelly could finish her warning there I was on the ground, my pants covered in mud. I had slipped in a small mud pile that was at the bottom of the stairs. My papers flew EVERYWHERE. With the help of my fellow classmates I gathered my papers and managed to get out of the mud. I did the walk of shame back into the health trailer where Mrs. Kelly was standing. “Oh Alicia”, she said, “what are gonna do with you?”. After explaining the slip up she told me to go to the girls locker room to see Mrs. Walmsley, one of the other female gym teacher, and see if she would be kind enough to wash my pants for me.