Ever since I joined the marching band, I've been constantly put in the spotlight during football games and school events, especially since I play the snare drum. As I've gotten older, I've soon become center snare, meaning I was responsible for marching the band onto the field, counting them in for songs, and overall being responsible for the tempo. The first time I tried this my sophomore year, I was too nervous knowing everyone would hear me and see me first as I was the only one playing. However, this taught me the values of consistency and perseverance, as the more I did it, the better and more comfortable I got, becoming my favorite thing to do now. Today, we continued our reading of The Color Purple by Alice Walker. After we finished, we wrote a Found Poem using any lines from any chapter we had read in order to portray something. I wrote my poem about a cheating husband with his wife being the bystander and having to deal with his blatant infidelity. Today, I feel okay. I have Jazz Band practice but I'd rather be at home sleeping.
An object that holds a lot of value to me is my Legos. They were gifted or bought during significant points in my life, building them after each event. They remind me of the good times/memories every time I look at them, thinking of each block as building the memory, or the Lego set in this case. Today, we continued our reading of The Color Purple by Alice Walker. We read 3 chapters today, learning about Sofia's return to the story and her eventual incarceration due to her beliefs and nature. It was interesting to see the reminder of the consequences the characters can face, bringing down such a strong-willed character like Sofia. It also showed us why Celie and Squeak's, Harpo's girlfriend, obedience is beneficial to them in some way. Today, I feel tired. I pulled an all-nighter and still have to go to a practice and then teach 8th graders and drop people off afterwards. I know the sleep is going to be good later tonight.
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