Disclaimer: I don't own any of the people herein mentioned, nor the band from which they are mentioned. I love them all, though. ;)
Author's Note: My band inspires only the greatest feelings of warmth in me. I love band and all the people in it. That being said…
Band Is…
By Bressa W.
Chapter One:
Fifth Grade Band Is…
Fifth grade band is…
Trying out five thousand instruments, only to decide that you love alto sax the best
Hating alto sax by the middle of the year because the damn reeds never last more than a rehearsal
Playing "Mary Had a Little Lamb" five thousand times because one of the clarinets keeps squeaking
Laughing at your best friend, who played at least five thousand different instruments in fifth grade, only to quit in sixth grade
Almost puking when Mr. Gross takes out his glass eye for the band
Playing "Oh Susannah" as a solo at the spring concert because you worked out the notes to the rest of song that wasn't in the book
Never being afraid to exaggerate
A/N: (points at all who just read this) I need YOU; to review this chapter! Seriously, this is a novelty fic for me and I need the feedback from all the beautiful band geeks out there.