Personal Narrative: My Trip To Quebec
My trip to Quebec
When I was in high school the only thing that mattered to me was singing. I grew up in a family that sang in churches, all over the east coast. I found that music was something that I could do that made me happy. My mother sacrificed so that I would be able to get voice lessons and for that I will forever be grateful. So, when I had the opportunity to audition for a musical or choir It was always fun to watch the director's faces, because I was little but I had a lot of power. When I was growing up this was my life, back and forth to rehearsals and lessons. When I was seventeen and in high school I had the chance to sing in Quebec with the high school choir, I was so excited. The band director found out that I was going and asked me to help carry the banner for the high school band, and of course I said yes. So off to Quebec we went, on …show more content…
The people in the band were so excited. We got dressed in our uniforms and put in formation, ready to go for the changing of the guards. When the guards came out they were in gorgeous kelly green and gold uniforms. I was surprised, because they were wearing kilts. I had never seen that before, men in dresses, wow. When the parade started we followed the guards through the streets of old Quebec. The streets were made of cobblestone, and were lined with vendors from a different era. There were artists selling their paintings, and fresh bread wafting through the streets. It was another day I would never forget.
I was given a lot of opportunities to share my talents in my life, and for that I will be forever grateful. Singing to me was the only time I could be truly me. When My daughter was alive we used to sing together in the car and in a choir. There was nothing better than that, having a child follow in your footsteps. I am sorry that because of certain life events, I have let music go, for now. I hope someday I will have the time to pick it back up, and find the person I used to
When I was in high school the only thing that mattered to me was singing. I grew up in a family that sang in churches, all over the east coast. I found that music was something that I could do that made me happy. My mother sacrificed so that I would be able to get voice lessons and for that I will forever be grateful. So, when I had the opportunity to audition for a musical or choir It was always fun to watch the director's faces, because I was little but I had a lot of power. When I was growing up this was my life, back and forth to rehearsals and lessons. When I was seventeen and in high school I had the chance to sing in Quebec with the high school choir, I was so excited. The band director found out that I was going and asked me to help carry the banner for the high school band, and of course I said yes. So off to Quebec we went, on …show more content…
The people in the band were so excited. We got dressed in our uniforms and put in formation, ready to go for the changing of the guards. When the guards came out they were in gorgeous kelly green and gold uniforms. I was surprised, because they were wearing kilts. I had never seen that before, men in dresses, wow. When the parade started we followed the guards through the streets of old Quebec. The streets were made of cobblestone, and were lined with vendors from a different era. There were artists selling their paintings, and fresh bread wafting through the streets. It was another day I would never forget.
I was given a lot of opportunities to share my talents in my life, and for that I will be forever grateful. Singing to me was the only time I could be truly me. When My daughter was alive we used to sing together in the car and in a choir. There was nothing better than that, having a child follow in your footsteps. I am sorry that because of certain life events, I have let music go, for now. I hope someday I will have the time to pick it back up, and find the person I used to