My first year of middle school was when music became a challenge for me. I had been playing the flute for three years and in those three years, music seemed to come to me naturally and I had no issue playing music that was put in front of me. Because I had been playing longer than most kids in my school, I was asked to join the honors band which was comprised of the best players in the school. The first day of official practice was when I encountered the piece of music that challenged me for months, Geneva by Timothy Broege. That piece of music was the first real challenge for me to play. Sight reading, something that I was not the best at in sixth grade, was hard for me to do. That issue was the reason I found myself being constantly yelled