Blast from the Past-- When I was in primary school (not too long ago ><)
I was one of the 'leftovers' that were shoved into percussion...until my class/band teacher said that girls weren't allowed in percussion, which was a big pile of bushido because she was a percussionist herself (!!)
So...the unfortunate me was pushed into clarinet...which was really enjoyable ^^
I loved my days in clarinet...I actually could play 'Mary Had a Little Lamb'...albeit out of tune
Until due to a communication breakdown and recover (whatever that means) by a twist of fate I entered trombone, and stayed there. And played more than 'Mary Had a Little Lamb'
In sec school I was in trumpet until I was switched to ------> French Horn =)
Story Of My Life. (I even underlined the important points! ^^)
ok back to the present
It's really weird, it's not like I really miss clarinet, trombone, or percussion as much as I miss the trumpet, although occasionally I do
the point is
sometimes, the coward side of me wants to switch back to trumpet, where the grass is green, the sun is shining etc. and I don't have any embouchure/tounging problems
but on the other hand I want to take the bull by the horns (appropriate proverb!) and train myself to overcome all my french horn problems...and succeed! ;)
!!
my ever-supportive parents are like ' just choose whatever you're happy with, my dear.....BUT we will prefer if you choose something like trumpet, or best, saxophone because it is more popular'
err.....'k mum and dad
horn or trumpet?
decisions
;(
aihz
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There's a saying: A trumpet player thinks that he is God; A French horn player IS God ;]
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