One lost, another gained!
As a teenage girl living a hectic life, my music is my escape. After a few years of begging and doing extra things to try to convince my father to buy me an iPod or another durable portable music player of some sort (I was too young for a job at the time), my father finally gave me one for Christmas. I was thrilled! An 80g iPod meant I could listen to my language tapes as well as my 6,000 international songs and the 3,000 Canadian artists that I had scattered on burnt discs and things.
In about January of 2009, though, after four years of having it, I was volunteering doing tech for a community play, and I lost my iPod, which was hard for me. It meant I no longer had an escape as my father had screaming matches with my brother, and I had difficulties focusing on my school work.
In June I watched ‘The Secret’ in my Drama class, and I thought to myself, ‘Well, if it’s like that, surely I can get my iPod back?’ So every time I had the chance, I would sit there and close my eyes, imagining the music filling my ears and my hand holding the device.
And in late July I was invited to a concert with my close friends which I had wanted to go to, and they had gotten an extra ticket by accident. And I was surprised when my friend had received a new iPod touch from her father and gave me her old one! It was still brand new, only a few months old, but I was completely thrilled nonetheless.
So not only did I get an iPod, but I got an updated version.