Me and My Cello - Reflective Blog Post 3

So you want to know more about what makes me, me? You say that you want to dig in to my head and experience my thoughts…. You sure?

Just kidding – I don’t mind at all. Thought I poke fun but I don’t know how well that came out. Anyways, you remember that assignment we got a few days ago involving us choosing five objects in our room that inspires us? Of course you do! I bet that there’s a whole bunch of students in our class that are writing about the same thing… again. I should get back on topic.

I made a list of the five objects, both hidden and not, in my room that inspire me above everything else. These amazing pieces of human creation also mean the world to me. I love when everything works out like that.

However, I’m only going to pick the one that means more to me than anything else and that object is my baby – my cello named Vesper. For those of you interested, I named my cello that because “vesper” means evening prayer and that just has a ring to it. Trust me; I’m not a romantic at heart… really. 

Guess what? Y’all get to read a story and for those of you who have to read this blog and don’t want to read the story…. Well, too bad – so sad. I think I might actually be feeling some sympathy for you.

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Not really. Onwards my fellow fairy-tale readers!

To start, my whole experience with playing the cello began with one thing: my friends’ nagging. For an entire year certain friends of mine gradually warmed me up to the idea of starting in my high school orchestra and, at the time, I was not the inspired musician I am now (if you had the time to notice that yet). So, what did my friends get for the continuous planting of ideas into my head?

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My decision to join Beginning Stringz (yes that’s spelled like that for a reason and this class is a required class for those who have never played a string instrument before) was the outcome from all of those nice suggestions they gave me. Honestly, did you guys expect anything else? Don’t get me wrong – I loved it and I still do! Also, it was the second best decision I’ve ever made during my high school years. The fun class periods I had with those ten or so students and our Orchestra teacher, at the time anyways, made up the best memories I have of my four years at high school.

Then, I joined the actual Orchestra. The only bad memories I have with that class was the dreaded jump (The jump is the skip that one must take from easy music to more difficult music).  I nearly had a heart attack the first day of Orchestra. The music was so hard and I sucked at the time! 

No joke, I did.

Over time, I started to get better and our class began playing amazing pieces from Handel to Mozart.

AND PIRATE OF THE CARIBBEAN AS WELL AS THE IDYLLS OF PEGASUS! … Obviously, you can tell that I love those two songs. 

Any ways, I started to gain an inspiration for the music I was playing and the cello itself. Musicians are lucky in the sense that we can become one with our instruments while we’re playing. The sensation of that is incredible – feeling as if you’re the one who’s making the sounds instead of the wood. I then started to notice that this also began to show up in the writing I was doing at the time. In a very obvious way, too.

My writing was becoming more romantic, optimistic, in style. This is neither a bad or good transition – it’s just a transition. I was moving into the next stage of my writing and my life. I was gaining experience and loving it at the same time and through it all, I felt as if the cello was giving me a way out. No matter what anyone else says, the cello opens a gateway towards a path where one’s heart can soar to an inner peace just like the freedom of a bird can.

It’s my inspiration – my soul. And that will never change as long as I can help it.

See, was that so bad? You guys thought I was going to draw the story out, didn’t you? 

I’d just like to tell you all that the way I wrote this (as in format) is for a reason – it’s kind of like research for one of the personal blogs I’m going to put up soon. 

Also, I have absolutely no idea where all that sarcasm came from. Eh, who cares? Hope you all have a pleasant day!

OH! You guys should watch this video cause it's amusing and you'll probably get some idea of what I'm talking about when it comes to me and my cello :)

 Me and My Cello by the Piano Guys