Cadet Band Reflection

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In cadet band, I learned that music was not just notes written on the page or going through the motion of playing the notes. It was a story that the author could not find the words to say out loud. After that day I stopped playing my instrument the way I was. I started to see my instrument as my voice. My voice that wanted to scream to the world to stop treating me the way the world was. I used my instrument to create a story that could not find the right words. I used my instrument as way to start breaking my “shell” and start living my life the way I wanted and not what other people told me how to live my life. Today I used what I learned that day in cadet band in my life still even though I do not play my instrument anymore. I used the music …show more content…

I still have my “shell” but I have added more people in that, “shell” then there was when the “shell” came into existence. The first time that I was able to tell this story to anybody was during College Writing I my first semester here at Lewis. We had to write a literacy memoir and make a video based off of that literacy memoir. That video anybody can see if they just go to youtube and search Gail Bragg The Voice That Was Lost. That video tells the story I just told with a little more details. Even though it was for class, I still felt uncomfortable telling that much information of my life to the world. Now that it is out there, I am ok with people knowing this about me because music helped me and it could inspire other people to feel inspired also. Music will never be going out of my life anytime soon. It is apart of my life now and it all started when I joined band in fifth grade. If I had not have joined music, and the value of art would never had such a huge impact in my life. There are still aspects of me that are still have not been recovered from all the bulling that I have encountered and they might never will. With the value of art, I can live a life close to what I had before and

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