High School Concert Review Essay

If you’ve ever attended a high school choir concert you will notice the director nicely dressed and ready to direct the choir. You will notice all the kids lined up by parts, some with sweaty hands and other with nervous smiles. If you were to attend a concert at Westland High School today you would have to look closely to notice a girl, standing with the soprano group, smiling proudly not at the crowd but at the lights. Her skin is tan, she is not from the United States, yet she spent most of her life there. That girl is not looking at the lights because there is someone hanging out with the lights, she also did not lose a bet and have to look up there the entire time. That girl is smiling because she is somewhere where she feels safe, and at home. That

I no longer felt like some sort of outcast at school. Sadly, the sun does not always shine for long. As I began progressing in school and entered intermediate school, I began to realize what judgmental comments came along with not being “American”. A period of confusion overcame my life when I could not understand why some people cared so much about where I was from. I began to wonder if it was right of me to go to school in a country where I was not born. That is when a friend of mine introduced me to a new subject, music. I had heard about the possibility of joining the school’s choir, band, and orchestra program. I decided to try it out because since young, it had caught my attention. Once there I met people from all kinds of backgrounds, there was a large diversity in the groups and they all only cared about one thing, music. Everyone was there to focus on learning and performing music, not just music from the United States, but music from all over the world. Up until that point I had not ever felt more at home. I had finally found the right place to