Priceless
...is equipped with black protection side plates and Ez® rimes that feature a cut for greater comfort than traditional rims. When I was young, all I wonted to play was the conga, most kids wanted to play the drums, saxophone, and even the keyboard, all I knew I wanted to play was the conga. My family was not always well off so it was not a great chance that I was going to have my own conga set. I remember as a kid my mom used to nickel and dime it just to make rent for the month, so conga was the last thing on my mother’s mind. When my sixteen birthday came, I still did not have the one thing that I wanted. My mom’s music was off the ground, and we had a little bit of money to spend on some stupid things, but I did not have the one thing I wanted. My passion to have my own congas was up even higher than it was, but I still did not have the conga set. Little to my knowing, I would get the conga set that I wanted on the end of the day of my sixteen birthday. My favorite shirt to this day is a white tee-shirt with a conga set on it. The shirt itself is really not all that fancy, but the meaning behind it is worth it all. My girlfriend gave it to me as a gift from South Carolina; to tell the truth, she probably paid about 15 dollars for it. The thought is all that matters to me, and it showed me she cared. I consider her part of my family because she has always been there for me and is a big part of my life. I hope to someday have a family with her, raise children and settle down. As they say in the fairy tales, live happily ever after. Pictures are worth a thousand words, the photo album my grandmother mad for me for gradation is worth an infinite amount of words. One of my gradation gifs, probably the most meaningful gift I have ever been given, other then the conga set, is the photo album my grandmother made of my life. It shows the full meaning of my life from the day I was born up to the day I graduated. The time spent on the album say a lot as well. My grandmother kept important items that I never know she had like my fir...