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Band – Where The Good Guys Are

Band – Where The Good Guys Are

I must have received four or five emails or calls this week from band parents about the BBQ dinner fundraiser. Not meaning to hurt any feelings, here is an abbreviated breakdown of the conversations.  (Names have been changed to protect the innocent.) 😉

Parent – “I don’t think Mary received any BBQ tickets.”  “Can you make sure David gets some BBQ tickets?” And this one is my absolute favorite! “BBQ fundraiser? When did that start?”
Me– This is my standard generic answer. “Emails were sent out for weeks. Tickets should have been picked up at the beginning of percussion/auxiliary camp two weeks ago and if not, then they should have been picked up Monday when full band camp started. How many do you think you can sell?”  No. I really wasn’t that blunt. I have learned how to bite my tongue.

Come on people. Pay attention to those highly detailed emails I labor over a few times every week. It’s not like you haven’t been notified. I don’t do this for my health you know. There is a wealth of info in those emails just for your benefit if only you would open them up and retain the contents. I can send them out, but I can’t read them for you. And…communicate with your children. They know more about what is going on then they lead you to believe. I know. I’ve been there. LOL!

Ok. Now that I’m through venting, there’s been a lot of good things going on with WHS band this summer.

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Color guard has been whittled down excessively and the remaining five are the best of the best. We have lost some winds and gained some winds. Percussion is now holding its own.

There are new freshmen mingling with their new peers, new uniforms, and no more buttons to lose! Yay! These new uniforms were a long time coming.

On uniform fitting day, One bold freshman, not knowing any better, dared to complain openly about the hot uniforms. “I don’t want to hear that!” I snipped at him. You could be wearing the old uniforms with some wool content! Now those were hot – and they smelled.” I continued lecturing. “Ask any veteran band member.” (Why would anyone in their right mind add even an ounce of wool to a band uniform to be worn in the state of Florida?)

The unsuspecting freshman cowered, backing up slightly while I silently continued fitting, knowing I should not be so testy.  It was a tad hot and getting rancid in the uniform room at the moment with all those sweaty bodies from outside morning rehearsal and my patience was wearing thin. It didn’t help any that the school district had requested the  air be turned up to unbearable degrees to save a little money in the summer vacation months and it had not been turned back down for band camp.  Now if we were the football team…don’t get me started!  “Sorry about that,” I smiled at the young student, intent to stay in his good graces.

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As I fit the hard-worked-for pristine uniforms on excited, squirming band students I am in awe, as always, at the growth spurt and new maturity of our last year freshmen. They have shot up a few inches, and gained a shoe size or two. Their rough edges have softened a bit and now as sophomores they are releasing a little authority over the meek and mild incoming freshmen. They strut proudly knowing they have lost their place as the low man on the totem pole.

The juniors who last year weren’t so sure have also stepped up proudly as upperclassmen, teaching some drill, encouraging the scared and timid, and answering the never ending questions from new students, steering them in the right direction.

Now, as last years juniors, our seniors are the new leaders knowing or supposed to be knowing it all. They are stepping up to the plate and leading the lower class-men into grand success. Let’s hope they don’t get senioritis too soon! 🙂

All in all H has a pretty good group of kids in the band this year as always. You should be proud parents.

GO WALTON!

Elle

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About Elle Knowles

Elle Knowles lives in the Florida Panhandle with her husband and off-at-college-most-of-the-time son. She has four daughters, one son, and eleven beautiful grandchildren. 'Crossing the Line' is her first novel. The sequel 'What Line' is a work in progress.

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  1. I’m here making sure my comment comes through. WordPress can be very squirrelly out of nowhere. Hope this problem is fixed…loved the box essay too…in case you didn’t read my 2 cents 🙂

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  2. This post brings back memories of when my children were in band. It can be such a wonderful activity for a teen.

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  3. Just trying this comment business again.

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  4. I love that you’re writing again…have the time to…and the band business… there’s something so American about it…such a comfort to be reminded of who we are. There has to be a win there for you and H too.

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