Personal Narrative: Marching Band In My Life

Someone once said that, “On that jacket, it doesn’t say your name. You wear the same thing as everyone else because you are one unit. Your uniform is a symbol of your band family, of all the perseverance and determination that got you this far. The judges might not care about you that much individually. You might just be a dot on the field to them. But you have your own story, your own unique journey.” Although I may just be someone one on a field my individual story is something that nobody else will experience. Being blind in my right eye was something that changed me as a person, but so did the community who helped me through it. The day it happened I had cried for 5 minutes straight, though my mother just called me dramatic. As many different

Marching band was something that many people in my family were in, my father, brother, and many of my aunts were a part of some kind of marching band. With this there was hard work in marching and working out to start our day. Everyone in the band had something wrong but this small detail in my life wasn’t going to stop me from participating in this and loving every moment of it. Some people can’t even tell until I tell them that I can’t see. Having such a life changing experience of losing vision made me realize how precious some things really are, like vision. However it also taught me that if I try hard enough I can do anything and nothing can stop me. I still believed I could do anything, I could still drive and pass my driving test with only 1 point off. I could still reach for the stars and make my dream of becoming a scientist true, nothing could stop me. Although some people see me on the outside as just a normal person my unique journey has changed who I am as a person and has allowed me to grow in different ways that anyone else will