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Monday , 12 May I am Rosa . I play the flute in our school orchestra . This week feels important because our spring concert arrives on Friday evening . I want to remember every detail in this diary before the busy days pass too quickly . Last Monday I arrived early and waited near the music room with three other students . Mrs Bell organized chairs and checked each instrument case before we started . We practiced the opening piece twice and corrected a rhythm mistake in the second movement . I listened carefully and watched the conductor count the first bars in silence . Tuesday felt calmer at home . I copied notes from a friend who missed rehearsal and marked the pages I needed to study again . In the evening I practiced alone for half an hour while my brother finished homework at the kitchen table . The difficult passage near the end still sounded uneven , but I smiled when the final note finally matched the recording on my phone . On Wednesday rain tapped the windows , yet the school hall stayed warm . We rehearsed with the choir for the first time , and voices blended with our instruments during the last chorus . Mrs Bell recorded a short clip so we could review the timing later . After school I talked with Marco about our black concert clothes and the shoes we planned to wear . Thursday seemed longer than the other days . We rehearsed in full dress because parents wanted photos before the performance . I changed in the small room behind the stage and fixed my hair in the mirror near the lockers . Marco helped me carry my case upstairs while other students prepared snacks for the short break between run - throughs . Friday finally arrived . Backstage we breathed slowly and checked our music folders one last time . The curtain opened , the audience clapped , and we walked onto the stage in a straight line . We played every piece we practiced during the week . My hands trembled at first , but I relaxed when the melody started and the hall grew quiet . After the concert we thanked Mrs Bell and hugged friends in the corridor . Parents photographed the group near the stage door , and I returned home tired but happy . I opened this diary , described the evening in three short lines , and closed the book before midnight . Saturday and Sunday I rested and listened to recordings from the concert . I noticed small errors that only musicians heard , and I planned extra practice for the summer exam piece . Last week ended with music , teamwork , and memories I wanted to keep for a long time .
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