That morning I couldn’t think of anything besides the day that laid ahead. Although I was excited I still dreaded leaving the comfort of my warm bed. After I realized it was already 10:20, I shot out of bed and scurried to the shower so I wouldn’t be late. It might’ve been the fastest shower i’d ever taken. Breakfast was the last thing on my mind, even though I knew that I should eat. Instead I ran back upstairs to brush my teeth in preparation of coruso, because that was the one thing that must be done. Finally I was out the door, racing to the school so I wouldn’t miss the bus to my first competition of senior year. When I pulled up the rest of the band was already lining up to get on their assigned busses. Luckily though my friends were
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I eventually made my way off the bus to find that I was the only one there. After a few moments of contemplating where they must have gone I heard my band, so I picked up my trumpet and headed over to join them all in warm up before our preliminary round. Once I got there warm up was already coming to an end. We only got the chance to do breathing exercises then run through our show¬once. After we finished our warm up we got in our two’s and walked to the gate to begin our preliminary round. As we walked on the field I felt the sun beating down on me, as the sweat rolled down my face causing my shako to slide. Once in opening set I felt my nerves starting to kick in, seeing this is my last first competition. “West Salem High School¬ is your band ready?” the announcer says almost delightedly over the intercom, and with that the drum majors raised their hands and the show begun. The show finally came to an end but that was not the end of our preliminary round, no, we still had another thirty¬five minutes in that dreadful heat. This competition was unlike any other I had ever …show more content…
As we walked off the field, after the clinic concluded I was satisfied with our performance, especially my solo. I was also relieved to finally get to get out of my clothes that were soaked with sweat. After every preliminary round we got free time to watch other marching bands, eat and most importantly spend time with each other. I chose to spend my time, as always, with my girlfriend. She bought us food to eat while watching the other marching bands. In the stands we sat with the rest of my section, watching the other bands perform their shows. As the end of our break neared it was time to get into full uniform. This time we got a full warm up¬ thank goodness. As we got in our two’s once again, this time in full uniform, I no longer felt the nerves as I did earlier in the day. The announcer was not needed this time, although he still spoke, I knew our band was ready. Finals competition came to an end and with that last run I felt the excitement start racing through my veins. I walked off the field standing tall and proud knowing that we had it in the bag, knowing that I nailed my solo, knowing that it was our
I eventually made my way off the bus to find that I was the only one there. After a few moments of contemplating where they must have gone I heard my band, so I picked up my trumpet and headed over to join them all in warm up before our preliminary round. Once I got there warm up was already coming to an end. We only got the chance to do breathing exercises then run through our show¬once. After we finished our warm up we got in our two’s and walked to the gate to begin our preliminary round. As we walked on the field I felt the sun beating down on me, as the sweat rolled down my face causing my shako to slide. Once in opening set I felt my nerves starting to kick in, seeing this is my last first competition. “West Salem High School¬ is your band ready?” the announcer says almost delightedly over the intercom, and with that the drum majors raised their hands and the show begun. The show finally came to an end but that was not the end of our preliminary round, no, we still had another thirty¬five minutes in that dreadful heat. This competition was unlike any other I had ever …show more content…
As we walked off the field, after the clinic concluded I was satisfied with our performance, especially my solo. I was also relieved to finally get to get out of my clothes that were soaked with sweat. After every preliminary round we got free time to watch other marching bands, eat and most importantly spend time with each other. I chose to spend my time, as always, with my girlfriend. She bought us food to eat while watching the other marching bands. In the stands we sat with the rest of my section, watching the other bands perform their shows. As the end of our break neared it was time to get into full uniform. This time we got a full warm up¬ thank goodness. As we got in our two’s once again, this time in full uniform, I no longer felt the nerves as I did earlier in the day. The announcer was not needed this time, although he still spoke, I knew our band was ready. Finals competition came to an end and with that last run I felt the excitement start racing through my veins. I walked off the field standing tall and proud knowing that we had it in the bag, knowing that I nailed my solo, knowing that it was our