“One more for water!” yelled Mr. H, followed by cheers from the band. It was a dreary Tuesday practice, there was only one hour left until we got to go home. We quickly rushed back to our first dot and got set. Another full run-through of the show. It started to drizzle, then slowly but steadily, it began to pour.
The band’s yells echoed off of the bleachers as the drum majors began to conduct, “Dut, Dut! DUT! DUT! DUT! DUT!”
The searing bright lights flashed on like the lightning in the sky, one by one, striking in the air.
“Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, the time has come for the show you’ve all been waiting for...give it up for the Metamora...Marching...,” the announcer took a deep inhale, “REDBIRRRRRRRRRDS!” The crowd erupted
The band’s yells echoed off of the bleachers as the drum majors began to conduct, “Dut, Dut! DUT! DUT! DUT! DUT!”
The searing bright lights flashed on like the lightning in the sky, one by one, striking in the air.
“Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, the time has come for the show you’ve all been waiting for...give it up for the Metamora...Marching...,” the announcer took a deep inhale, “REDBIRRRRRRRRRDS!” The crowd erupted