Personal Narrative: My Experience Of A Marching Band

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Until the fifth grade, my experience with marching bands was limited to… well, I didn’t have any experience with marching bands. Then, once I got into middle school, I went to that football game that all the fifth graders go to. I forget what they do there (and to be honest I’m not sure if they even still do it) and why, but I remember one thing very clearly: watching the marching band. They started playing their first song, and I was instantly glued where I stood, or rather, hung. I climbed on the fence to get a better view. I shushed my friends as they tried to get me to go to the concession stand with them; I was too watching the band, I spent the rest of my middle school life waiting for my turn to be in that band, being an eighth-grade

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