There we were, just sitting under the tent waiting for our teacher to call our group up. Everyone was either a nervous wreck or they couldnʻt care less. Once it was our time to go on stage, we grabbed our instruments and our music. We set up the stage with our chairs and stands just as we rehearsed before. With a single gesture, we played our piece and started at the same time. It was only me and about five other violins playing. About halfway through the song, each of us felt more comfortable and we began to be less tense. With each stroke of our bow, another note flowed from our violins. When it was finally the end of the song, we walked off the stage heading down to the side of the tent.
After each group performed, we were anxious to get our scores back. A few minutes flew by and I finally heard my teacher say that she was going to pass back the score sheet, and she did. “We got the star!” I heard someone in the back say. I was so nervous to see our grade that the inside of my stomach felt like it kept twisting from left to right, then up and down. Once my group got called up to receive the score, the news was unbelievable (mostly because I thought it was going to be a bad score). But there it was, a high score out of twenty with a star right next to it, in one of the upper corners. I could finally just stop stressing about this performance and actually have fun with my friends. After the whole performance and everything, I learned that I should have just been less nervous for something that I probably wonʻt remember in ten years.