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Embouchure Matters


The day before I entered middle school, I had an accident while playing outside with my brother. I remember running up and down the street trying to escape him in a game of tag. Then I ran up the walkway to our house and jumped over the short hedges down into our driveway. It was only about 6 feet deep and I’d done it hundreds of times up until that point, so imagine my surprise when I landed face first onto the concrete. Oh, it was a bloody mess! My pant leg had gotten caught on one of the branches and I just toppled over. One side of my face was badly bruised, but the worst part was a busted lip and loose tooth. As you can imagine I was most concerned about showing up for my first day at a new school looking like I’d suffered my first fight. OMG!

One of the classes I planned on starting my 7th grade year was band. I was so looking forward to playing the French Horn, knowing most kids my age struggled with such a difficult instrument, but I was going to be an exception. Boy was I disappointed when the band teacher told me it would be close to impossible. Unfortunately, the big fat swelling on my lip interfered with proper placement in the mouthpiece, preventing the correct embouchure. I literally cried, which could’ve also been a disaster for a newbie in middle school.

Well, I persevered and went on to play the trombone for six years, which was probably the best turn of events stemming from what seemed to be so catastrophic to a teenager. I became lead trombone player in high school and enjoyed playing for assemblies, concerts, and graduations. I also went on to become Senior Class Treasurer, but that’s a story for another day.


©2019 CSNelson, Don’t Forget the Half


You know, writing about myself has always been a challenge. It's not that I'm unsure of who I am but rather I like people to discover me on their own. I will tell you this much - I'M REAL! I guess that's all you need to know for a first approach; stick around and you'll understand the power behind that statement. What I do is another story! I embrace life hoping to live my purpose as a mother, daughter, sister, confidante and friend; I laugh, cry, and support; I admire, like and love; I listen, read and write. Most importantly, I have faith and thank God for all of me. My intent is to inspire others using my gifts and "Don't Forget the Half" reminds me to cast nothing aside. Want to know more? Discover along with me as I live my life out loud.

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