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If I could pinpoint the one day that has made the greatest impact on my life, it would be a day in the fall of sixth grade: the day I decided to join my school’s band. Not just the band; I wanted to play the drums in the band, which required a screening audition, a daunting task for a sixth grader whose only experience with percussion had been banging on an out-of-tune toy drum kit in his basement. During the screening audition, the teacher said to me, “When we are done, are you willing to…

why I like the saxophone is not primarily because I love to play the instrument, but rather because I get to be in band because of it. Since moving to Michigan, most of my close friendships have been made because of the people in band. I remember meeting my section in the 7th grade, and that’s actually how I met my best friend, as he’s in the saxophone section. Since I’ve been doing band for 4 years, I’ve got quite…

megaphone. Our mouths dry and salty, the entire band hurried lazily to their last set hoping not to be singled out. I spun around and pushed my foot forward when bam! I smashed right into a tuba player. "Sorry," I grumbled in a not so sorry tone. My head ached slightly before the incident, so now it throbbed. "No, don't worry about it. I wasn't looking where I was going." These run-ins caused an angry annoyance throughout the group. The marching band had spent all summer practicing here on the…

Going too band camp was a lot of work but it was a lot of fun. I was thrilled to be going too band camp for a week. the ride there was very loud but I was tired so I just put my headphones in and fell into a deep dark sleep, because I was getting mad because they think it is funny too yell at seven thirty in the morning. It took us two and half hours to get too Northwood University. When we got there I ran off the bus I had to get help with my heavy green suitcase. I got my key too my room…

school before August for marching band. Day in and day out, all of us worked our hardest, having fun, helping out, and getting to know each other well. It was hot, many times over a hundred degrees, although sometimes it felt worse, as if we were getting baked in the warm sun rays. However, we were there for a purpose, and we all shared a common goal, a dream, to become better as a marching band. Of course we were exhausted, after long hours, but I owe my life to band for making me who I am.…

Rubbing Off in the 110 I’ve always been involved with marching band most of my time in school starting in 5th grade. I fell in love with it. I consider marching band an art form. The band marches in many different designs or a patterns on the field while playing music, and for the Marching 110, they perform a dance at the end. For the rubbings project, I wanted to celebrate my time here at Ohio University and give thanks to The Most Exciting Band In The Land. The materials I was regular printer…

realized what I’m passionate about more than marching band. The sense of community and family that a band creates is so warming and that unity transcends into greatness when challenged. Band has helped me realize that whatever I do with my future, I want be working with people and building trust with people. It is those connections that we have with everyday people that inspire me to do better and to be a better person. This past year in marching band was a really big struggle for me, having…

I really appreciate the fact that you let us, the Moanalua Middle School Band, to let us perform at the Menehune Classic. It was such an honor to play with the high schools from around the island, including the high school from the school itself. I’m an MMS Symphonic Band student who plays the Clarinet. The marching band from the different high schools inspired me so much, because the fact that a student in school can remember where to walk, and what to play while remembering what to do for…

He slid his hat further down his face as he slunk down the ledge, closer to the door. He stepped lightly, wincing as his heel clicked. If he made too much noise they would investigate. And when the crew discovered he lacked a pass, he'd be gone. He cracked the door open and slipped inside. The room, as he'd hoped, was full of large boxes, all cargo being delivered. He snuck around, finally settling behind a taller stack. He sat down, not realizing how cold and tired he was until the weight came…

Steven E. Ambrose. Band of Brothers: E Company, 506th Regiment, 101st Airborne from Normandy to Hitler’s Eagle Nest, New York: Simon and Schuster, 2001. Band of Brothers is an exceptionally written well -documented account of the soldier’s personal experiences as they battle across Europe during World War II. The book documented the victories, daily struggles and deplorable conditions endured through first-hand accounts of the Easy Company from basic training in July 1942 until the unit was…