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Personal Narrative: How Marching Band Changed My Life

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Marching band does not sound interesting to most people, at least to me it didn’t. For the longest time I wanted to quit band because I never really enjoyed it, I didn’t think I was good so it made me want to give up. But my mother never let me quit. I hated her for it but I realize now that she was doing something good for me. My mother made me play the flute. The instrument that isn’t like any other, some call it a “hybrid” between the woodwinds and brass. I never liked to practice the flute, but eventually I had to. These factors, hating being in band, my mother forcing me to stick with it, and playing the flute, changed my life. The first two or three sectionals of marching band, where you go and practice the marching music every Tuesday for four hours, were very awkward because I was by myself. Another flute showed up eventually and helped reduce the awkwardness. It was scary but it quickly became just something I did. Then the long hours, sunburns, dehydration, exhaustion, and fun started. We spent around six to seven hours outside marching, one to two hours practicing music, and one hour to eat lunch. To some people this might seem like nothing but for others it’s the opposite, and no …show more content…

Sometimes during band camp I felt like the work we put in wasn’t really worth it just for an eight minute show but I kept going. Band camp is very draining and I have always felt bad for the people that are in other sports like volleyball and football but they must enjoy it if they stay in it no matter how much work marching plus other activities is. The long day practices come to an end and school starts. We still get up early to practice in the cold, the heat, and the rain. Our first halftime show was in just a few weeks so our director, Mr. Nettastad, pushes us to work harder and harder. By this point not a lot of people are willing to seeing eye to eye with him but we keep

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