To be completely honest, I'm getting a little weepy thinking about my final season in marching band. I've put in so much time and energy, seen so many people go through the program, marched so many shows.
I'm excited. So, marching band still seems pretty far off, but we're trying to recruit 8th graders to join marching band. At the musical performance yesterday, my mom told me to ask our director how many 8th graders are signed up for marching band. I did, and he said around 15. A decent, but not huge number. Naturally, I wanted to know how many flutes. He said two.
It's going to be a challenge teaching two new flutes how to march. We have three "veteran marching band members."
I'm excited because I'm one of the ones the 8th graders will look up to. Just as I looked up to the Juniors and Seniors my first year. Also, I'll be one of the ones in charge of the section. I can lead and organize what we do. My 8th grade brother said that various girls in his grade looked up to me at band buddy night. When they spend more time with me, they'll probably think that I'm really strange/weird, but whatever. I'm just myself.
