When I was younger, I would visit my uncles house all the time. I went because my another one of my uncles would always be playing the drums. I never actually got to see him play it, I never even saw the drum set. I only got to hear him play. Sometimes I would hear him playing to songs that I knew. Whenever I heard him playing the drums, I would be so fascinated by the way he could make music. Afterwords, I would always go home and watch videos of drummers and drumlines.
One day, I went to my uncles house but I didn’t hear the drum set playing. So I went to where my uncle would play the drums. What I found was a sad sight. Apparently the whole drum set had been torn apart and thrown out. All that was left were some drumsticks, most of them broken and a snare drum. I picked up the snare and found a pair of sticks that were still good.
That was when I started playing the snare and became even more fascinated. From that day on, I decided that I would play in a drum line someday. I am proud to say that I have achieved that dream, and I’m loving every minute of it. This was my inspiration to play.