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Name: Natalie Jones
Place of Origin: SHS
Description of Clip: yellow treble clef
Other: geography class

Natalie Jones wrote an essay for a sophomore english class at SHS.  She decided to turn it in as a STORYclip because it is a real story that could represent her life.



That's how it is for me.  People around me think they know everything about me, think they have seen the appalling things, or the preposterous things that have happened in my life.  They think they know what my life is about.  But in honest truth they don't know anything about my intimate life.  Everyone has something personal that represents them, something that signifies their life.

Music is an immense part of my life, and my Solo, Ensemble, and ISSMA metals indicate that flawlessly.  I never wanted anything to do with playing music.  In 5th grade my friend was going to join band, and I wanted to do it if she was going to.  So I did, I followed her and joined band in middle school.  Music made my life better, if there was anything I felt like I wanted to do, I just went for it.  I never doubt myself now.  Music is challenging, you have to think and you have to use your mind.  I feel pride that I can do something no everyone can do.  Before I joined band, and learned how to play music, I was a follower, now I am something everyone dreams of being, I'm a leader.

With band, not only came music, but came Marching Band.  My drumsticks represent Marching Band because I am on Drumline this year.  Even when I first joined band, I did not know our school had a Marching Band.  I had no intention of joining Marching Band.  Until my seventh grade year when, during band class, a senior band member, Cait, came to help our class.  She was a close friend, and also became my tutor.  When Mr. Butler asked for 8th graders to march next year, I was quick to refuse.  Cait did not like that at all.  She convinced me to join as an 8th grader, which not a lot of people get to do.  So I did of course, and I then found a new obsession.  The Marching Band is my second family.  I was never a good student, or teenager.  I was off on the wrong course of life, a dark path that would have lead me to the depths of nowhere.  But Marching Band completely changed my attitude towards life.  I no longer saw useless course studies, but beneficial education.  I was interested in life, and new things I could learn.  Without Marching Band, my life would be completely different now, I may not even be here today.

When my life altered for the better, I also picked up a new little attraction, words, and writing in my journal.  I write down anything that someone says that I think is interesting.  Whether it is a student, or a writer, or a deceased, famous, individual.  If they say something I think is unique, or just down right astounding, it goes in my journal.  I even write down things people say that I don't understand.  I quote books, and articles.  But I always come back to the same questions.  Why do people say, what they say?  Do they think before they let words fly from their mouth?  I don't think everyone does.  I adore reading what people write too, because they write for a reason.  I want to know what they were thinking when they wrote, what they were feeling.  I write poems about my feelings all the time, when I am angry, or depressed.  People write about their feelings, and what they think.  What do you think?  How do you feel?

How do you feel about the person sitting next to you now?  Do you still think you know everything about that person?  Or do you now understand that there is probably a whole other side to that person.  People are different, and unique, and have different appeals, and attractions.  Different things that reveal who they are inside, and why they are the way that they are, why they do the things that they do.  Everyone is their own person.  Everyone is different, I am different!  I am me, no cheats, no lies, no replication, just me, only me, and always me.