Music and my family both make me happy. My family are the rocks that I can lean on and music runs in my family. My granddad on my dad’s side and my grandmother on my mom’s side both play instruments. So does my grandmother on my dad’s side, and my aunts and uncles. My mom and dad also play instruments. My brother, sister and I all play instruments. So I can easily find myself lost in the world of music, quite literally.
My family consists of my dad, my mom, my brother, my sister and I. It also consists of two parrots (used to be three parrots), three cats, and a beagle. Smoochie, the beagle, does sing when I practice, but only if she wants to.The parrots sing at a consistent hour everyday. The cats do not really sing, but one or two play the piano by jumping on the keys and walking across them. It makes an awfully nice sound.
Sometimes I imagine a world where if a person says that something runs in their family, then the thing would come out when they bleed, since family is blood. So if in one person’s family archery runs in the family then everyone bleeds archery and are good archers.But I would not say that everyone is good at what may “run” in their family. Music may “run” in my family, but it does not mean everyone in my family HAS to be a musician. We can choose our own path. My parents may be music teachers but that does not mean I HAVE to follow in their footsteps and be a music teacher too. It means that I can be an engineer if I want to.
To conclude this post, I love my family and it makes me happy to be able to play a musical instrument and I hope that I never quit my music.☺
-Rachel Dudley, Queen of the FeLions (from the planet Felion), Prisoner Fe26Li3O8N7
I think potentially being an engineer who loves music (and books) would make you quite a good engineer, because you're using all parts of your brain. :)
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