I have always been a particularly musical person. When I was younger, I wanted to become a singer when I grew up, but upon joining the choir in elementary I realized I did not have the talent for singing that I thought I had. Continually singing off key and never sounding as good as my peers did, I decided to confine myself to singing at home where only my family could hear me. Despite this revelation that I was, in fact, a terrible singer, I still wanted to participate in some type of musical performance and decided to join the band in middle school. After trying out various different instruments, I settled on the flute and quickly fell in love.
The transition between 8th and 9th grade was important for me because I took up voice lesson in 8th grade and went to my first music camp the summer before 9th grade. As a freshman, I joined the chorus as a soprano. It was slightly intimidating that year because I was the youngest person in my section. Everyone
“Why Marching Band Should be a Sport” By definition, a sport is an activity involving physical exertion and skill in which an individual or team competes against another or others for entertainment, which is exactly what marching band is. There's is a scoring system, and after almost every parade with bands, there's an award ceremony where the bands receive their scores and find out their rank. Marching itself, with the choreographed movements throughout the performance of the band, is already physically challenging. However, the people in it are also carrying around their instruments. Some of them, like the sousaphones, weigh 30-35 pounds.
Word got around in Listowel and neighbouring towns and cities that this was happening which caused some mixed emotions from different people. Many people were excited that some more culture was coming to the area, but many people were also terrified because of what bullfights actually entail. In bullfights the ‘picadors,’ the men on the back of horses, have to impale the bull with a ‘pica’ (a spear like object). This is what set off many people, so shortly after word got around the humane society was involved and try to shut my great uncle Joe Borges down. He had to improvise fast because he already payed for the picadores, matadores, bull catchers and entertainers to come to Perth county.
Not only was I elected to be the treasurer of the music program, but I was also awarded the position of "low brass section leader." Earning this position sparked my desire be an ever greater musician; therefore, I decided to audition for the PMEA District 9 Concert Band. Being selected to participate in this band festival is undoubtedly the most difficult of all band festivals; however, I put a tremendous amount of work into my audition, which ultimately allowed me be one of only six band members from my school to be admitted to this prestigious band festival. Senior year has only just begun, but nevertheless, I still continue to put my best into the band program. I currently serve as the vice president of the organization, and in the marching band, I am the brass captain.
Hard Work earns success in marching band. Continuous playing , short weekends, and exhausting practices gain your band praise and pride. The continuous playing in band class and then at practice after school seems to never stop. After the practices are done you get the songs so stuck in your head that they feel like the songs are implanted in your head. We mostly learn the song during band camp but we perfect them in band class throughout the school week.
We finished practicing the routine and then it hit me, all of the sudden I was feeling nervous and afraid that I would mess up or not do the right thing or forget everything or especially bust my standing tuck. But then I told myself that I had to do it. The game started and my squad, the green squad, was up to cheer first.
Everybody actually did get enough time and they all thought it was fair. But Tessie still disagrees. The scene shows Tessie is actually afraid for her life, since they all understand that the drawing was random and unbiased. Most of the characters who have not been picked feel differently and act differently too. Old man Warner said lots of bad things as people were coming up and said “Things are not the way they used to be!”.
James,Mike, and myself (Fred) were all on one team, but we were playing against Drake. At first I didn’t really like him because he was destroying our team 19-6 and he had 12 of those 19 and of course I was forced to defend him. Plus, nobody likes to have their opponent score all of the points. “Good game Fred!” Drake shouted while leaving the court. This made me think he wasn’t so bad.
Since I was seven my parents would drive me to Ivoryton, Connecticut each summer. Each year I would see new and old faces. Once we had all settled into our designated tents for either two, four, six or eight weeks we walk around to meet the new campers. All I could hear was laughter and yelling in that moment. Everyone seemed so happy to finally see their friends again after another one hundred eighty days of school.