Personal Narrative - Music and I

Music and I

Ever since I was a small child, I have loved music. The strong, steady beats, the

entrancing melodies, and the lyrics that vary between heart-warming and heart-wrenching

have always had an unexplainable affect on my life. Music seems to have the ability to

change certain aspects of my world. If I am in a foul mood, an angry girl band can make

my rotten attitude even more irresistibly awful. When I am happy, any sort of upbeat,

dance-to-me kind of music enhances my joy that much more. I love to study to classical

music, daydream to classical music, even sleep to classical music. Through my teen

years, I became a fan of the often melodramatic country music that is still preset on my

radio today. No matter what kind of music it is, when I turn it on, my mood morphs

easily into whatever kind of music I am listening to.

Music has absolutely been an enormous part of my life and who I am. However,

this is not to say that I have much musical talent. I did perform in the choir in elementary school, and I played the flute for four years through middle school, but one day I came to a simple decision. When it comes to music, I am a much better enjoyer of it than a producer of it. When I am alone in the car, my sing-along-to-whatever-is-on-the-radio voice is fab-u-lous. However, as soon as any else climbs into the car with me my talent suddenly dwindles. My larynx doesn’t seem to appreciate an audience when it is trying to perform. Thus, my musical enjoyment stems directly from listening.

My love for music has existed for as long as I can remember. When I was a child,

my mom and I had a special song that she would sing to me if I was sick, sad, or

sometimes just as a treat before bed. To this day, “You are My S...

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...an beings. Although each person has a distinctly unique

taste of music, people still like to listen to it and enjoy it. My own personal experiences and attitudes to music have stemmed from my own life and relationships.

My new husband and I just finished putting up our very first Christmas tree

together. I was pleasantly amazed when he flipped on the radio to Christmas tunes and

began singing along to them with me. These holiday songs are only another example to

me of how powerful music is. As soon as we starting singing while we were putting up

ornaments on the tree, our moods were lifted easily from the stress of looming finals and

another Christmas working in retail. Although this is the first year I won’t be spending

Christmas at home, I know that all I will have to do is listen to the old familiar notes of “Holy Jolly Christmas” to feel right at home.