Sometimes trips can be fun and carefree. Some trips can be hectic and frustrating. The trip I took was both. Surprising,right? I know, but as some people say when life gives you lemons make lemonade. Lets just say life gave me lemons, I made the lemonade, then life knocked the lemonade out of my hand, and made a whole new batch for me.This trip started as a fun ordinary trip. The date of the trip was October 3rd 2015. The sky was cloudy not a sun in sight. The wind was breezing across the trees with the cold air lingering behind it, only three days into October and it was already fifty five degrees outside. Great. This trip was no ordinary trip. This trip would include : me, 129 other band students, and our instruments. We all were going
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Morse told us the whole schedule for the day. First we would warm up, play through our show, perform our show, go back on the bus and change out of our uniforms, then wait for the awards to be called. This seemed like a really tight schedule seeing that we were the first ones to perform. As he finished talking to us we all got our instruments and went into the warm up arch. We warmed up our instruments and started playing through our show music. Before we knew it. It was time. To Perform. Great. Just Great. I wasn’t really nervous. Well, I was more cold than nervous because I couldn’t feel my hands and I was about to shake to death. As we were walking into the stadium the adrenaline stared rushing through my veins. You could hear the crowd shouting and yelling. As we walked in the stadium and got to our spots the announcer said “ Oxford take the field for competition.” That is when the crowd went dead silent. All I knew then was to march and march only. Our show would last for seven minutes and forty five seconds, but to us this only felt like three seconds. My hands were freezing cold and I couldn’t feel my face, but I kept on marching and playing. Halfway through the show my body started to warm up and sweat, which normally would be a bad thing, but this time it was a good thing. As we played our last note I felt a sigh of relief soar through my body. We exited the field and our band director was waiting for us on the edge of the
Morse told us the whole schedule for the day. First we would warm up, play through our show, perform our show, go back on the bus and change out of our uniforms, then wait for the awards to be called. This seemed like a really tight schedule seeing that we were the first ones to perform. As he finished talking to us we all got our instruments and went into the warm up arch. We warmed up our instruments and started playing through our show music. Before we knew it. It was time. To Perform. Great. Just Great. I wasn’t really nervous. Well, I was more cold than nervous because I couldn’t feel my hands and I was about to shake to death. As we were walking into the stadium the adrenaline stared rushing through my veins. You could hear the crowd shouting and yelling. As we walked in the stadium and got to our spots the announcer said “ Oxford take the field for competition.” That is when the crowd went dead silent. All I knew then was to march and march only. Our show would last for seven minutes and forty five seconds, but to us this only felt like three seconds. My hands were freezing cold and I couldn’t feel my face, but I kept on marching and playing. Halfway through the show my body started to warm up and sweat, which normally would be a bad thing, but this time it was a good thing. As we played our last note I felt a sigh of relief soar through my body. We exited the field and our band director was waiting for us on the edge of the