Write an essay in which you tell us about someone who has made an impact on your life and explain how and why this person is important to you.
Walking to school, I bob my head to the upbeat rhythm of pop rock, feeling motivated to start my day. In band, no longer the casual listener from this morning, I push my embouchure to the limit as we reach the climax of a majestic Sousa march. Throughout the day, I listen to various genre of music while doing chores and homework. At night, smooth jazz entices me into slumber. Music has become such a big part in my life, the source of my individual expressions and motivations. However, during my childhood and teenage years, I have always hated music. Whether it was the piano or the flute, I never truly enjoy playing. Aside from short-lived inspirations, I was in band for the wrong reason: to prove that I was no quitter.
"Once your instrument leaves its ready position and hit your laps, your brain shut off. Keep them up, people!" Mr. JKL bellow. With the simple advice, the band regains focus and begins to harmonize. The above advice is only one among Mr. JKL's gamut of tenets. Our director firmly believes that music, like math and science, requires active critical thinking. Every day, he reminds us that a good musician follows the score but we can be better musicians by following the conductor and anticipating the music. He also teaches us to put a thought behind every breath we take and every sound we make. "Internalize the beat and the pitch, people! Be thinking of the sound you want to create; otherwise, it'll never become music, just noise."
Most musicians are inspired by famous musicians such as Louis Armstrong or Jimi Hendrix; I am inspired by my conductor. Under Mr. JKL's direction, I have become a better musician in technical skills; however, the true reason he is an inspiration to me is that he had taught me to not conform to mediocrity. "Music," he said, "is not a place to be average." Through his undeterred beliefs, I realized that Mr. JKL approaches music with seriousness and passion; at the same time, I felt ashamed of my capricious approach. Once I changed my attitude, I started to notice the trumpets' majestic fanfares and the French horns' mellow timbre; I marveled at the intricate weavings of melodies and harmonies, beginning to gain an appreciation for the works of composers and conductors. For the first time, I truly love playing music. That summer, I took the initiative to learn the saxophone and enrolled in jazz band in addition to playing the flute in concert band. Because of work, my family had to move. Although I am no longer in Mr. JKL's "Spartan" class, I carried his tenets within as I try to adapt to a new band, committed to play with the same dedication and passion he had taught me. (468 words)
I feel a little iffy about the conclusion; it just seem to be a little too awkwardly phrase. Any suggestions?
I'm primarily looking for help regarding content and overall structures, but any comments are welcome and appreciated. Thanks :)
Walking to school, I bob my head to the upbeat rhythm of pop rock, feeling motivated to start my day. In band, no longer the casual listener from this morning, I push my embouchure to the limit as we reach the climax of a majestic Sousa march. Throughout the day, I listen to various genre of music while doing chores and homework. At night, smooth jazz entices me into slumber. Music has become such a big part in my life, the source of my individual expressions and motivations. However, during my childhood and teenage years, I have always hated music. Whether it was the piano or the flute, I never truly enjoy playing. Aside from short-lived inspirations, I was in band for the wrong reason: to prove that I was no quitter.
"Once your instrument leaves its ready position and hit your laps, your brain shut off. Keep them up, people!" Mr. JKL bellow. With the simple advice, the band regains focus and begins to harmonize. The above advice is only one among Mr. JKL's gamut of tenets. Our director firmly believes that music, like math and science, requires active critical thinking. Every day, he reminds us that a good musician follows the score but we can be better musicians by following the conductor and anticipating the music. He also teaches us to put a thought behind every breath we take and every sound we make. "Internalize the beat and the pitch, people! Be thinking of the sound you want to create; otherwise, it'll never become music, just noise."
Most musicians are inspired by famous musicians such as Louis Armstrong or Jimi Hendrix; I am inspired by my conductor. Under Mr. JKL's direction, I have become a better musician in technical skills; however, the true reason he is an inspiration to me is that he had taught me to not conform to mediocrity. "Music," he said, "is not a place to be average." Through his undeterred beliefs, I realized that Mr. JKL approaches music with seriousness and passion; at the same time, I felt ashamed of my capricious approach. Once I changed my attitude, I started to notice the trumpets' majestic fanfares and the French horns' mellow timbre; I marveled at the intricate weavings of melodies and harmonies, beginning to gain an appreciation for the works of composers and conductors. For the first time, I truly love playing music. That summer, I took the initiative to learn the saxophone and enrolled in jazz band in addition to playing the flute in concert band. Because of work, my family had to move. Although I am no longer in Mr. JKL's "Spartan" class, I carried his tenets within as I try to adapt to a new band, committed to play with the same dedication and passion he had taught me. (468 words)
I feel a little iffy about the conclusion; it just seem to be a little too awkwardly phrase. Any suggestions?
I'm primarily looking for help regarding content and overall structures, but any comments are welcome and appreciated. Thanks :)
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