I missed the entire week of band last week because my family went on vacation. That was a total of twenty five hours of band. Unlike the past couple of years, the band learned drill during that week, so I had to catch up. Fortunately, there were a lot of people not there last week, so the directors re taught the drill.
It's so different being one of the older ones in band. Less experienced band members sometimes look to me to help them. It's almost pressure. Their expectation is that I know what's going on and how to help them. I notice more now if a newbie doesn't know what they're doing. I'm getting it relatively well.
It's frustrating, though. Instead of having individual drill sheets with coordinates for just one person, we have big drill that shows a picture with everyone's set. I'm better at reading drill sheets because that's what we had for the past two years. I've made a bunch of mistakes reading the big drill.
My first year of band, I didn't know how to think. I counted each count of the show, and I memorized the counts of all the direction changes and visuals. The past two years, I've memorized the show by the music. I think like, "wen I get to this E-Flat, that's when the direction changes."
I also know most of the tips and tricks. One freshman wore flip flops. All of the older kids commended her for lasting the whole day without complaining or stopping.
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