When I was in elementary school I wanted to be a saxophone player Manchester. My brother was a trumpet player and insisted they were the best. Which is of course the worst thing ever. But when it came time for me to prove why I should play the saxophone, I couldn’t get a single sound out because my front teeth had just been knocked out playing basketball. So instead my parents told me to play something else. Which for the longest time I had thought that would end my musical career. So I decided to play percussion instead. Today I am playing in my colleges’ marching band competition, with a solo of my own. But still, I have to wonder, what would have happened had I insisted on playing the saxophone when I was younger. Either way, I still beat out my brothers trumpet playing!