I was in fifth grade when I started playing music. It was pretty much what everybody did in fifth grade because that's when we're allowed to play in the school band. Most of the kids only  joined because it meant we would miss a class during the day but I joined because I loved music and wanted to accel in the studies of music!
No Seriously!
Okay okay to be honest… I was just like the rest of the kids. (Clarify)
But that's beside the point !
Anyways, the instrument I decided to play was percussion. I knew from the start I wanted to play percussion. When I saw the drums I ran over to them instantly!
That's not true either,
Percussion was actually my last choice because I couldn't make sound out of any of the other instruments. The cool thing about playing percussion is that the first step is keeping a good tempo. Luckily, I had that.
I kept practicing.
And practicing.
And practicing.
And…..
Boy was I annoyed.
But after a while it got fun.  All that repetition helped me form the needed skills for playing correctly. I was playing harder music. I was reading music faster. I started really loving percussion.
(Pause)
I'm going to keep playing percussion.
It makes me happy.
(Realization)
It's part of what makes me , me.
Thanks, fifth grade me for wanting to skip class.

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