Personal Narrative Essay: First Chair

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“First Chair” I played the flute for six years, 5th grade through sophomore year in High school. Playing the flute was something that I enjoyed the most but I wasn’t so good at it. Even though my parents couldn’t afford a real flute, I have always rented the flute at a music store for that 6 years. In band, being the first-chair meant everything. Meant that you were the best or the best in your instrument ensemble. I, on the other-hand has always been last chair ever since middle school, the very last seat. Even during concerts, I was at the very end by the wall and was hardly noticed. It lead to depression because I practiced and practiced so hard yet, I was last. But freshmen year of high school, it challenged and affected my flute experience greatly. I was given the opportunity to become first chair through an …show more content…

The fighting to become first-chair have challenged and taught me a lot about myself. I thought that I was never good enough, but I worked so hard and practiced so hard that I was able to received first chair. I was on the verge of giving up but my experience becoming first seat also taught me that if you want to be the best it takes time and patient. I realize that you will not achieve or be successful at something until you really set your mind into it hard enough and work hard for it. “The Effort” Me and my dad hasn’t always see things straight. I grew up with only brothers and I knew my dad favors them more over me. I have always though that in a way, my dad didn’t love me the way I see how he does for my brothers. When it comes to my brothers, he will shop clothes for them and or giving them more allowance. When it comes to going out, my dad would rather take the boys and have my mom take me. I was a tom boy and so being a daddy’s girl meant everything for me but for him, he didn’t exactly care. Culturally, my dad doesn’t really show and say he

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