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Prompt: Tell us about the most significant challenge you've faced or something important that didn't go according to plan. How did you manage the situation? (200-250 words)
It wasn't until my junior year that I even became really serious about my flute playing. That fall and winter, I was really successful with everything I got involved in music-wise. Unfortunately, though, things quickly took a downhill turn. I was the only junior flutist not to get the top rating on their solo at District Solo and Ensemble. I, second chair flutist, got stuck with third part of our state-bound trio. I spent the remainder of the year mostly demoted to second part in band. In less than a year, my flute teacher went from expecting me to get first chair, to appearing to have lost faith in my abilities.
I tried to hide my hurt, but in my heart I wanted nothing more than to prove myself to my teacher. From early June until the November 12th NEKMEA All-District auditions, I practiced the audition piece several times a week. As the big day neared, I still couldn't sense my teacher's confidence increasing at all. The last time I saw her before my audition, the best she had to offer was "you never know with these things." I knew she was right, but at the same time I hated her for it, and that weekend was my chance to prove myself.
After hours of butterflies and anxious nail biting, the results were finally posted. I stood on my tip toes and leaned in over the competition to see something I couldn't believe. I had made 8th chair flute. I turned around with a beaming smile, and the school band director, there to congratulate us, put his arm around me and said, "You made it."
Prompt: Tell us about the most significant challenge you've faced or something important that didn't go according to plan. How did you manage the situation? (200-250 words)
It wasn't until my junior year that I even became really serious about my flute playing. That fall and winter, I was really successful with everything I got involved in music-wise. Unfortunately, though, things quickly took a downhill turn. I was the only junior flutist not to get the top rating on their solo at District Solo and Ensemble. I, second chair flutist, got stuck with third part of our state-bound trio. I spent the remainder of the year mostly demoted to second part in band. In less than a year, my flute teacher went from expecting me to get first chair, to appearing to have lost faith in my abilities.
I tried to hide my hurt, but in my heart I wanted nothing more than to prove myself to my teacher. From early June until the November 12th NEKMEA All-District auditions, I practiced the audition piece several times a week. As the big day neared, I still couldn't sense my teacher's confidence increasing at all. The last time I saw her before my audition, the best she had to offer was "you never know with these things." I knew she was right, but at the same time I hated her for it, and that weekend was my chance to prove myself.
After hours of butterflies and anxious nail biting, the results were finally posted. I stood on my tip toes and leaned in over the competition to see something I couldn't believe. I had made 8th chair flute. I turned around with a beaming smile, and the school band director, there to congratulate us, put his arm around me and said, "You made it."