I hated being in the band because of one person, the band director. I will not name her though because I just don’t want to. The band director is the kind of person that has favorites and keeps them. Gives them the solos, the best equipment and makes everyone else feel like terrible. I felt like terrible, and because of it that was the start of my insecurity as a band kid. She gave me no chance on proving if I was good or not, I was just in the back playing the cymbals on 1&3. I don’t know about you but that is very offensive I wasn’t allowed to even touch the snare. So everyday I would hope that I would be sick just so I wouldn’t go. I’d even pretend to be sick.
So by the summer of me being a freshman I was planning on being in the Beginning Band and that would be it for my Band experience. Yet, my twin sister, who plays the flute, got a call from Marching Band Drum Major, who also plays flute, to ask if she was going to join or not. She asked me why she had gotten the call and I told her I signed up for her the day she was absent when she got the surgery. I thought she would like it, but she began to beg for me to join her. I didn’t want to I thought that it was a waste of time on my part, but I still agreed.
The afternoon that I went we were late, by an hour. Everyone was in the gym learning how to march. I was with the Front Ensemble, or the pit as some like to put it so I was in the auditorium. I was learning how to do the things I was never taught. I was put in the Auxiliary parts, or the toys, and I thought I was going to be doing the same thing, I didn’t like it but I stayed. It was loads of more fun than I thought it would be. My parts according the the band geeks were important. I was just a freshman that new nothing. By my first competition I was a little bit nervous and prayed I didn’t forget my parts. I don’t know if you noticed, the rush and the amazing feeling it is to preform in front of all those judges and all of those other band kids and band parents.
I honestly won’t sit here and write that my first competition was amazing and I will never forget it because in all honesty I did forget it and I don’t remember what happened. All I really know is that that year we made it to state, not only did we make it to state but we made it to Super State, or Championships. It was a first for the Carl Hayden Falcon Marching Band history. It was something I didn’t expect to happen to someone like me. Go to Championships and be a very bad percussion player. That year we made 8th place. The following year we made it to 6th, but again that is another story.