Band Kids Are The Best
Band kids are awesome. We all remember those Friday nights on the football field. Those were the nights that we would spend all week looking forward too. They only lasted a few weeks out of the year. Everyone was always excited, and we were always ready for anything at the games. We had practiced every day since the start of school, and even for two weeks during the summer. There was a single time frame where we would have the spotlight shining on us after the team had run off the field. We all lived for the ten minutes we had on the field at halftime.
We all knew that the only ones paying attention were the little kids and the proud parents that loved what we were able to create. Our favorite past time was overlooked by the majority of the school and the outsiders. No one really knows how hard what we did was unless they were a part of us at one point. You just can’t be in the band and not do any work.
No one really paid attention to the band.
Most people went to get food when we performed so they would miss the show that we spent ages working toward perfecting. Everyone lived for the halftime show. The music was near perfect after all those hours of practice. The marching was flawless, and all the lines straight as a board. There was only one other time that we looked forward to more, and that was the day of competition if your band competed like mine did.
Those ten minutes were what we lived for all those years. People from all different walks of life came together for months working toward a goal. The time frame that we had to determine how good we really were at what we loved was just a slim ten minutes at the most. I can remember every halftime show I did for every year of high school.
Marching and Concert band do not last forever.
There will be a select few of you that will continue on into college. Band gets difficult then, but the love is still there. You put in more work, and the shows are even better in college. Remember the shows and the friends you made in all those years. Ten years from now and all that will be remembered is the football team. They were a team of people that had a goal. Those kids are more than just a team of kids walking around and playing some notes. We are a family.
Band kids are the best kids. We were the ones that cheered more than anyone else. We started some cheers for the cheerleaders. Football season was our season. We competed and won. We had a concert season, and we had the most beautiful music countywide.
There are some memories that every band kid knows.
We all remember the first time we saw the band hall. Instruments filled the room. Clarinets, flutes, saxophones, drums, tuba, trombone, oboes, bassoons, and bass clarinets surrounding us. We all picked one, and some of us learned more. We spent hours perfecting everything.
That was the one time a day that we all look forward to. We have many happy memories here, and those that are not done yet will make more. In a school full of craziness and drama and annoyance, the band hall kept us sane.
The music hall was our home. The director our favorite teacher, and we all loved him. Even the thought of him leaving made us sad. Our sections were family. The whole band was a family even if it didn’t seem like it at times. Even when you have graduated and moved on, the music hall will be your home.
You will always miss band after you have left.
So say hey to the music kids. Listen to them at a concert. Watch the halftime show. Congratulate them when they do great. Those kids saw you at your best and worst. People marching at halftime is not a hobby for a lot of people in the ensemble. That part of their life is the best thing that ever happened to some people so it should be treated as such.