Crane Youth Music Audition

Auditions at the Crane Youth Music (CYM) camp at Potsdam University are about to begin. June 28th was the day I was waiting for. The first official day of camp. This is it. I go up to the audition room and see the other trombones standing there waiting for their turns. I start shaking, holding my king, straight bone, student model trombone in my left hand while Ferdinand David’s Concertino Op. 4 was in my other. The other trombonists with their Bach Professional Bb/F 42B Stradivarius Tenor Trombones and their professional large bore tenor Conn or yamaha trombones stare at me like I’m some poor kid who can’t afford over a student model and I can tell they are laughing on the inside thinking how can this beginner do anything with her instrument …show more content…
I started out my first year playing first chair in the concert band which was the lower ranking band. The next year I get last trombone in the symphonic band. I decided to come back for one final year and try to get into the band for the best of the bests, the wind ensemble. “Kerrigan Catlin, are you ready?”,Dr. Hartman says in a soft voice. I walk in. He asked me how I have been and he expressed how nice it was to see me again for my last year at CYM. I finish my last audition and...I did not get into wind ensemble. I did get into the jazz band which was an answer to prayer. Oh how the great feeling of walking into Don Washington's Jazz band room. I especially loved his improvisation class where I found out that I could really play by ear. Of course I have had this ability since I was 4 along with being able to play every instrument I can get a hold of. This gift was different. I consider this to be …show more content…
In my daily living, I get bullied and I experience harassment. There is no escape from the mockery people make about me. If it isn’t the way I dress, it is how big I am or how much food I take at the table. Some where, there is always a voice yelling into my head in telling me about how worthless I am. That I am just a plain Jane who doesn’t fit in with the in crowd and has no friends. To be honest, I am a very independent person. Thankfully though, God sent music and a friend to my rescue. My one best friend, Paige, is really the only companion I have in this world. She gets me through everything in life and it has been because of her help, God, and music that have kept me alive. In an effort to try to take my life earlier this year I realized that you cannot give up on something that will never give up on you. My life is not mine to take because it belongs to God and I will never even think about giving up my music, my bestfriend, or my savior to go into an eternity of unhappiness and no peace and harmony ever