Yesterday night was recognition night. We took pictures, looked at this professional photographer's photos of us, and could buy them if we wanted any. There was food, a display with all of our awards, and posters of the sections and the seniors.
After milling around and socializing for about forty five minutes, the directors and our announcer (my drill section leader's dad) talked about how the season went. They said that there are stories to tell of each of us, like this one girl who moved in from Kansas, and joined marching band the day before band camp. They thanked all of the lesser thanked people, like the truck drivers. Gifts and awards were handed out. The freshmen didn't get anything tangible for their membership, the sophomores get varsity letters, the juniors receive pins to go in the varsity letter, and the seniors are given a gift bag with a bunch of stuff in it.
The parents did a skit, as part of tradition. They did a version of family feud. The band family versus the guard family. Of course, they didn't do fast money, and were tied. Our drum major's dad wore the drum major outfit, a hair piece, and earrings. It was pretty funny.
We also got to watch a slideshow of the seniors, now, and as babies. They showed us our final run through at championships.
Overall, it was pretty sad. The seniors are leaving, so the band won't be the same. I'll miss some of the seniors next year. We'll never do this show again, which is a bummer, since it was a well written show. Even an experienced judge said so. I feel like no other show can top this show. I can't wait for marching band to start next year!
No comments:
Post a Comment