Emmanuel Oyelade
Professor Ding
English 2150
28 February 2023
Assignment 1 Revision
It was the 12th of July when I attended the first session of the summer band program for 5th graders that were going into the 6th grade.
When I got into the school, I was greeted by Mr. Sousa. Mr. Sousa was the music teacher for students in grade 6-8, and he introduced me to his colleagues that he hired to assist the students. I chose the clarinet as my instrument. I quickly learned how to play notes on the clarinet and mastered the beginner songs of my grade level.
Mr. Sousa took notice to my aptitude with the clarinet and placed me in the group of 8th graders that were in the band program. The 8th graders played more advanced music and played all together at the same time like a band. Mr. Sousa thought that it would be more challenging for me. He was the type of person that liked to push students to their potential, and he didn’t take no for answer easily regarding this subject. The new music that I was introduced to was harder as it was designed for older students with more experience in music. With extra practice I was able to get a handle on the music that the 8th grade band had been learning. My progression was going smoothly until I had encountered a wall.
This wall was a piece called “The Tempest”. “The Tempest” had 74 bars in total, and half of the entire song was comprised of the same note. The song was also in a constant tempo of forte and mezzo forte, which meant that it had to be played fast from beginning to end. The hardest part of this song was that at bar 36, the clarinet players had to wait for the other instruments to get to certain point of the song until they started playing. Mr. Sousa said, “We are going to be playing this song as a performance at a concert”. When I heard these words, my heart dropped in terror. Mr. Sousa made us practice this piece repeatedly, and while a lot of the band members were improving, I was not. By bar 36 I got exhausted and sometimes I would miss my que to start playing. When I got home to practice this song, it still looked like nonsense to me. I resorted to youtube after failing to play the song a few times. Despite watching professionals play the song, I would still butcher “The Tempest”. I seethed in response to my constant failure and quit practice for the day. For the first time, I didn’t want to go to the band program.
The next time I went to the band program, Mr. Sousa immediately put the band to practice. Mr. Sousa noticed that some students weren’t playing well. This caused him to single out some students including me. The students that were called were instructed to play a certain bar, and succeeded after a few attempts. But when it was my turn, I kept butchering my line until Mr. Sousa let out a sigh and moved on. A hole in my body formed. I just wanted to implode in that moment because of the embarrassment. After that day’s session ended, Mr. Sousa announced that the band’s performance of “The Tempest” would take place on October 13th, after school. I had lost all hope at this point and came to the conclusion that it was impossible for me to master “The Tempest”. I asked Mr. Sousa privately if I could sit out of the performance. He wasn’t having any of my complaining and told me “You chose to sign up for this program and I picked you out of other students, so you have to see it through”.
At first, I was confused about why Mr. Sousa was being so hard on me. But then I realized that he was correct about not giving up because a challenge was hard. Instead of taking the easy way out, I decided that I would find different ways to approach my challenge. I asked Mr. Sousa for tips on how to improve my performance. He smiled and told me that I should break the song into small pieces instead of trying to play all of it at. Slowly but surely, I making progress with “The Tempest”. Throughout the rest of the sessions of the band program, we learned more songs. On the final session of the summer band program, we had a small party and Mr. Sousa bid each student farewell until the school year started.
When October 13th finally came, I was ready to play “The Tempest”. Since we had a few hours until we had to start performance, we decided to get a few practice sessions in to see if we wanted to make sure that everyone knew how to play the song correctly. When the performance started, me and the other clarinet players played quickly and steadily with perfect precision. From 17 to 36, we played the “a” note non-stop and then stopped playing until we got the que to do so from Mr. Sousa. When I was queued in, I played from bar 36 to the end without getting exhausted. My band brewed our own tempest with the force and speed that we played each note. My heart was racing as I sat in anticipation of the audiences reaction. There was a sickening silence in the large concert room, until I heard screams of excitement and joy.
The cheers that we received from the audience and our families made me feel like my practice paid off. The wall that had once tormented me had now been smashed by my brilliant performance. At this point I realized that the band program taught me that one shouldn’t give up when they are presented with a challenge. Instead, they should attempt to tackle their challenge with different strategies until they succeed.