Sara Cline’s Free Concert--by Elliott Jones

I was first inspired to become a trombonist by my uncle, he was a trombonist and he was a little older than I am now. He was a really good trombonist and that’s what inspired me to be a trombonist. My uncle let me try out playing it. I liked it.
It was Christmas so he gave it to me. I took it home. My mom thought it would be one of those things that would just hang around the house. But, no, I wanted to take lessons and so we arranged for that to happen.
We found my teacher on the Internet. It was fun because I was going to become a trombonist. At first, I was scared but soon I overcame my fear. Soon, the first day of trombone lessons came. I met my teacher. Her name was Sara Cline. I could tell I was going to have a good time in her studio.
When the end of the lesson came my mom got sold a book. It was the book I had been playing out of throughout the lesson. It was called Ed Seuta Band Method Book 1.
I could play very loud and very soft. I like putting my mouth on the mouthpiece. It feels like I’m putting my mouth on a metal thingy (which is exactly what I am doing).
A trombone is a trombone, not a mini tuba. But, still when I play it, I feel like I’m playing one. It feels good to play trombone. It’s satisfying.
Later in the year, my teacher was in a concert. I wrote a poem.

It went like this:

The music sounded like a musical,
It was weird,
Even though somebody had a beard.
It was fun,
So afterward we went to eat a bun.