I never knew I had it in me. Moving in Grade 8 meant new town, new school, new teachers and new classes. But no motivation. I hated my trumpet and band
Till Grade 8. My band teacher showed me that I am special. That even though I made mistakes, I was still learning. It was the passion behind his words and caring in his eyes that got to me. I could tell he loved music, teaching and actually believed in me. Even when I did not. If its any consolation, I believe in you in the same way.