Band geeks


My daughter is in the marching band this year and I have been experiencing warm fuzzies as I watch her march along in the footsteps of her uncles and aunt and grandparents.  I was in the band as well, and played the same instrument as my daughter, the flute, but I froze solid during my tryouts for flag corps in 9th grade, and decided I wasn’t cut out for band afterall.  Drama club was very, very good to me.

When my daughter went on her first band trip for an away game I didn’t think anything of it at first, but was struck by an unexpectedly strong feeling of pride and comeraderie when I pulled into the parking lot that night just as the line of busses were returning to the school.  It was late – around 11:30 p.m. – and the thought of my daughter being a part of something that takes such commitment and hard work puffed me up with pride.

Bus trips are just something that every kid should get to experience.  I took them to contests with my drama group, and I was in a choir in college that traveled all over the east coast one spring.  There is just something about the identity you create for yourself while traveling on a bus that is unique.  You stake out your seat, you have your bag of favorite snack foods, your pillow, your blanket, your book or your personal electronic equipment… then there are the silly road games you play, or songs you sing… it’s just a great bonding experience.

Last weekend the marching band took their last bus trip of the season as the Har-Ber Wildcats went to Little Rock to play the Fayettville Bulldogs in the state championship game.  D wanted to ride down the day before with her grandparents who were up here for the holidays, but I thought it was important for her to have that last trip experience.  She may not be in band next year, due to schedule conflicts, but she will always remember the trips she took on the bus and proudly call herself a band geek. 


About Laurie

I have too many hobbies, but have finally learned (sort of) how to focus on one at a time and stifle my desire to add more. ;) I'm a mom, a wife, a writer, an artist, a seamstress, a gardener, a backyard-chicken farmer, a fundraiser, a movie-lover, a book hoarder, a junker, a thrift-store-shopper... I also love to laugh, make people happy, and take road trips. Some of these things make it into blog posts. I'm almost 50 and I'm still able to sleep through the night. I consider that a success.

2 responses »

  1. Your post brought back memories…my daughter played clarinet in her school’s marching band, and the peak of their experience was the year they played in the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade. I have a picture of them, and even though you can’t tell one kid from another, every Thanksgiving I hang it up near the dinner table. She’s 40 now, and her kids are very impressed.

  2. Good for her kids for being impressed! And good for you for hanging the picture every year. It’s funny how concrete those moments from our teens are, even when we can only vaguely remember things like our child’s first Christmas or the party where we met our significant other. 🙂

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