Steel veins

Everybody think you're a hollow single piece of wood.
They think you're cold, inert, empty.

They're all mad.

They haven't felt your feelings.
They haven't cried resting their chins on your warm wood skin.
They haven't heard you talk, laugh, scream, whisper.
They haven't lost track of time playing with you like we were children.
They haven't listened how you say all without words.
Their wounds haven't been cured by your sweet sound.
They haven't revived playing you.

But I have.

You've given me wings to escape from the painful noise.

My friend, my old friend... Thank you.

My blood runs through your strings.

CONTRAST PARAGRAPH: Leaves in spring, leaves in autumn

Don't you love the crunchy sound of leaves in autumn when you trample them? I'm in love with that. Leaves in autumn are like lovely pieces of rough brown, orange or yellow paper flying over your head and alighting on your hair. I love catching and squeezing them, and hearing their sweet "crrrr".
In contrast, leaves in spring are totally different. They're colored with an intense green, and its darkness depends on the kind of tree or bush of which they come. They smell like freshly cut grass, while autumn leaves don't smell, and they neither creak when you squeeze them.
Anyway, nature is wonderful in all its forms, colors and sounds.

OPINION PARAGRAPH: Avoiding or living the pain?

In this society, we have been teached to avoid pain and suffering. But… why? If it forms part of the life, of our lives. It’s like we tried to avoid death, impossible. The more you try to avoid pain, the more you suffer. I think people should see it like something natural, and integrate the pain in themselves instead of avoid it, feel their pain, accept it and live with it, because it will always be there, although we don’t want it. If we don’t do it, we won’t find real happiness. Let me explain it with a metaphor: Imagine you’ve been all your life eating chocolate. It’s sweet and delicious, isn’t it? But you haven’t tried any other meal. You’ve been avoiding artichoke (let’s think for a while that artichoke is the devil). Besides that you might be very fat and you may have serious health problems, now you don’t enjoy chocolate like the rest of people do. “Why?” you think; it makes you feel sad. Only if you try artichoke you’ll be able to appreciate the wonderful flavor of chocolate.

DESCRIPTIVE PARAGRAPH: The Conservatory of Lorca

If I had to use just one word to describe that place, it will be unforgettable. When you come in, you feel a comfortable, warm, friendly atmosphere, everybody knows everybody, everybody smiles. Music flowing in the air, people enjoying what they do and being one with her/his instrument, teachers loving what they do and having fun with young musicians. I’ve been really happy between those walls, I’ve known wonderful friends, wonderful teachers, and a wonderful passion for music, for playing the violin, for composing, and for jazz improvisation (I think that’s my best ability). The Conservatory of Lorca have been my second home, and its people, my second family. If I hadn’t studied there, I wouldn’t be the same person.