Music is Passion

Music is a big part of my life, and is something I play and hear every day. I like all kinds of music, but I really like the music produced in a guitar. I like all these genres where they use guitar, like metal, rock, neo-classic, and shredding. Playing guitar turned a part of me and I used to play almost every day, learn new things, and compose new songs of my own.

It all started with my brother, he wanted to learn a new instrument and he bought a guitar and told our neighbor to teach him how to play, because he was a really experienced and good player. I remember the first class; I sneaked in the room and looked how my brother was learning to play the guitar. When I saw the class I knew that I wanted to play the guitar too so I told my mother I wanted guitar classes too. My first class came and it all went great. My teacher was even surprised, and I told him that I had seen the class with my brother and I memorized the songs and all he had thought my brother. Classes continued and I started to like more and more playing guitar that it turned a hobby and I played because I liked learning new songs, and I started making my own songs and rhythms.

Time was passing and I was starting to get better, and the classes were turning more interesting, because my friend (teacher) was teaching me harder techniques. These techniques were played by shredders, and I really liked how they play. Shredding can be described as guitar players who play fast; they make their own rhythms, and play different solos that combine different scales and notes to make great sounds that are similar to the metal music solos. Some of my big influences in my style of playing are Yngwie Malmsteen, Steve Vai, Paul Gilbert, Timo Tolkki, Jason Becker, Michael Angelo Batio, Eddie Van Halen, Buckethead, and a lot more. One of my favorite genres is neo-classic, and some of the guitarists I mentioned play that genre. This genre is classis music played like metal in guitar and with some of the guitarist style modifications that they make to the music.

I started playing in my school with other friends in a band, playing covers in the talent tours and other opportunities we had to play in front of the school. Playing guitar helped me knowing new artists, which in the time were not very known, but I had different preferences from almost all the people that where and into reggaeton and other kinds of music. Playing guitar helped me know new friends that played guitar, or had the same preferences in music, it took me to different places which other players gathered and we played guitar, compose new things, and share our different styles and knowledge.

Playing guitar is part of my life and is something I won’t forget, because it is and art you learn for life. You can express your feelings, thoughts, or simply a new idea in music, grab your guitar and enter the peaceful and rare world of music. I hear music every day, and it relaxes me, and can change my state of humor immediately depending on what kind of music I hear. In time I’ve started to hear different types of music, but not leaving guitar music apart. Reggae music is one of my favorite genres; it is very relaxing and is a join of different genres including rock, and guitar essential in this music.

Music is part of my life, and I am really happy I am part of the world of music, and will hear it for the rest of my life because it’s one of my favorite activities.

Some Changes can end up really good

Changes aren’t always bad; some changes can be like a second chance, a new beginning. Changes can give you the opportunity to do new things, meet new people, and start again with the thing or place you are changing. I’ve experienced changes that had made me change, that had taken me to new places and meet new people, but at the beginning you are afraid of that change or you are now sure of it. In my case I couldn’t back off of this change it was something that because of my fault I had to go to another place and I was given another chance in a new place.

  

My experience of a change was changing school. I was in this school that I’ve had been all my life, I had all my friends, knew almost all the teachers, and I was happy with school. I had there a lot of good friends which I played and had a lot of fun with; we always went out to the mall, parties and had a lot of great moments together. I always had good grades, but something started going wrong. My friends and I were always bothering the teachers and always making a mess of the class. We were having a lot of fun, but we didn’t know that everything and every action have its consequences, we were having a lot of fun but we didn’t realize that teachers were getting mad and couldn’t stand our behavior in class. Our teachers always told us to stop it; they sent a lot of reports to my parents, that year I had like 15 reports for bad behavior, and our teachers warned us that if we continued like that we would be in big trouble and could even get expelled from the school.  My friends and I didn’t seemed to not care about what they told us and continued bothering at class and with the bad behavior, so of course we had to stand the consequences but we didn’t realized that they would be bad for us. The teachers and the coordinator were always talking to me about my bad behavior, but one day the just sent  a letter, I remember that day and I didn’t even open it, I didn’t knew what the letter said and I gave to my parents. The letter said a lot of things, but basically what it was trying to say is that I couldn’t continue in the school, and that I had to find a new place to study. I was really sad to now that because this one was my first and only school where I had met a lot of friends and couldn’t think of starting in a new place where I didn’t know anyone. My parents were really mad, I remember that day and when I saw my mother reading the letter I realized it wasn’t something good, she started to yell at me and cry because she had always told me that this could happen but I never obey her and it happened.

I had to start finding a new school for the next year because I couldn’t continue and my old school, so we had some options of schools I could apply, and I made exam in several of them. Time passed and we had a call, I was accepted in this new school. I knew this would be a new beginning, but it was also a new opportunity that my parents had given to me. I was lucky because some friends of my old school also applied for this school and were accepted too so I felt happy because I wasn’t going alone, I was going to a new place but I was starting with friends and people I know, and that made me relaxed and happy, but always felt nervous about the new changes.

 

So the first days of school began and it was really rare because in school and lunch it was only my friends from my old school and some other friends I had met in the vacation course. Things didn't start really good because the students from the new school seemed like they didn't wanted to talk to us, but days started to pass and I started making new friends, and started realizing that my parents gave me a second chance and that it was in a really nice place and that I had met a lot of new friends and it all started to go really good. I had new friends and we started hanging out, having fun, and I still talked to my friends in my old school so it ended up real nice because I had changed to a place I really liked a lot, and I could still hang out with the friends I had in my old school.

Before Trying and Winning, you always start Trying and Failling

I am a racquetball player and I personally have had a lot of defeats as a player but there was once which I didn’t stand a chance and I was really in trouble. I have played racquetball for almost five years; I have been training since the last year to get my level of playing higher and become better at this spot. We train and go to tournaments around North America and Latino America, but this time the world junior tournament was in Republica Dominicana. So I trained hard this, and the past year to get ready not only for this tourney but for all the ones that are coming.

When the racquetball team, coaches and I arrived to Republica Dominicana, we knew we had to do our best in the court, leave it all on the court and fight for every point. So we started the tournament and I was in the 18 years category, so I knew the competitors were going to be though, but that didn’t meant I was going to let them win easy, I was ready to give it all in the in the court no matter who was my opponent. Racquetball is a game where you have to win 2 out of 3 sets in total, 15 points each set. The first game came and my rival was the ex-champion from past years. I knew he was a really good player, I was really nervous but that didn’t stop me from fighting every point and leaving everything on the court. The game started and I started making some points, I made it to six and I was winning. I was thinking is he really good or he is just letting me do some point. Then I think he realized I had enough points so he started playing well and the first set he win 15-6, I couldn’t make another point. The second set started and I thought, if I made 6 the first one lets try and make more! I fought the whole set, I even dive and landed on my butt to try to catch that ball, but the game ended and he won 15-0. I knew he was a really good player but I really wanted got that 0 off the score. When the game ended I was with my friends, laughing and other things because everyone knew I wasn’t going to win, but inside I was mad I couldn’t get rid of the 0 and I knew that If I wanted to make points to him or even win I had to work harder, get a positive mind and enter the court with a positive, and winning mind, and not because he is the ex-champion I don’t have to make any effort playing and let him win easy.

The second game came and I was a little less nervous than the last game but still knew I had to give the best from myself. My opponent was from Costa Rica and my team told me you can win to him, you have to win to him. So the game started, and I really started to play really bad. I started to get mad with myself and wasn’t playing with the head, just hitting and hitting the ball and letting him win easy. He won the first set and I got out of the court really mad because I knew I could win to him and I wasn’t giving all I could to win. My coach talked to me, he told me to calm down, use my head and think where I had to hit the ball. I entered the court calm and I knew what I had to do to win, so I started playing better, with more confidence in my shots and giving everything in the court. Calming down and using my head helped and I won the second set. I got out of the court happy and more confident because I knew I could win and we had to play a third set, which is played to 11 points. The third set started and I think I entered to confident with myself that I started losing points, the opponent started playing better and it was too late for me to stand up and win, so I lost the third set including the game. I went out of that court sad and really mad with myself because I failed to me and my country which I was representing, and it doesn’t matter if you win or lose, what matters is that you won or lost that game knowing that you gave everything and fought every single point to win, that’s what matters and I felt that wasn’t me. That night one of our coaches wanted a meeting with the whole team. The meeting was really late and everyone was tired and mad because our coach had woke us up. We all went to the meeting and our coach asked us “Who thinks that himself or herself gave 110% in the court?” no one raised his hand. He told us that the only thing he wanted from us is to play with mind and heart, give a 110% no matter how good or bad the opponent was, and no matter if we win or lose if we gave 110% of all our strength in the court we could get out of that court and had nothing to be sad about.

So the tournament continued and we knew we had a new goal and it wasn’t just to win, it was to represent our country with honor, respect, and strength giving everything in every point and every game that we played.