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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Music (03/08/07)

TITLE: Music Box
By Cralla Romero
03/12/07


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The more life moves swiftly around me, the harder it is to keep the presence of joyful innocense in my daily walk. If I'm not very careful, and keep alert, there are many disturbances to distract the pulsing sounds of harmony, that dances through my veins. When those moments of noisy confusion try to enter my soul, I close my eyes and remember the string of family pearls, God has locked inside of a beautiful music box, that fits perfectly inside the center of my heart.
There is no greater power on this earth, than when I unlock this music box, and take out this string of pearls, and hold it in my hands. As each pearl passes through my fingers, I hear sweet humming, as my mom prepares the family dinner, walking through my home as a child. As my fingers continue to slide down the string of pearls, each strand holds a memory and vision of the sound of music attached to my soul. I hear the melody of my dad sitting on the edge of his bed, strumming his shiny green guitar.
As the memories seem to dance on top of my skin, I hold these pearls even tighter, and I feel the vibrations of the walls, as my baby brother, and his neighborhood band shook the house with his dreams of being a rock-star. I grip the pearls even tighter, as I feel the pride rise in my chest, as I sit in a room full of people, as my uncle sings his heart out on stage with his band. All the while having my mother, and grandmother sitting at each side, telling stories of the days my grandfather played music in his band. As my heart begins to feel these musically magical memories, I release this tight grip on the string of pearls.
I place the pearls around my neck, and I realize that music is the freedom to my soul. I take a quick glimpse back at my life, and even though there are things I wish I could have done differently--singing in the car with my children as loud as I can, or dancing in the middle of the house, singing with a pretend microphone in my hand, as my kids laugh at me, all the while fantasizing about being a famous singer--are not one of those things I wish I could do differently. I believe that I have given my children the keys to the music box, so that when they grow older, and life tries to disturb the harmony of innocense in their soul, they can unlock the music box, and take out the strand of pearls, and let the musical memories be the freedom to their soul.


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Donna Emery03/15/07
I loved this story of your musical family, and the image of the string of pearls that symbolizes each member of the family "chain". Nice work!