Joining Us From Hurst, Texas

I'm not sure if Daddy has told you about my band this year, but I'm going to now.

This year they went to Grand Nationals, the biggest band competition in the nation. Last year, we came in second, we were so proud, I'm not sure if any of you have seen the show from last year, but it was really good, go here on youtube to see it if you have time!

This year we won. We won Grand Nationals. It was huge. I cried, my mom cried, my dad cried type of huge. I wasn't even in the band this time. I saw their show for the the first time today. I cried again. It was so long that youtube made the person that posted it split into two videos, if you can find the time, watch them both. It's about 13 minutes long and entrancing.

If the videos don't pop up right away, just give it a minute to load and they will!!

I give you Transcendence.

Part 1



Part 2

What Now?

I'm a senior in High School.

I'm in The Band.

I play the flute.

I'm a writer.

Yall don't know much else about me, now do you?

Well, I've learned so much about all of yall over the past few months, I just thought I would fill you in...

When I grow up, I want to be a Marine Biologist. I want to be the girl that rides Shamu in the Sea World Show, be the girl who blows the whistle and the dolphins jump through that hoop.

I want to go to A&M Galveston. I sent in my application, but that was two or three weeks ago and they haven't even recognised it yet... I'm starting to get scared...

I graduate in May, over the summer, me and some of my girl friends want to go on a road trip, maybe to Colorado, possibly Cali, we're not sure yet, but I have a feeling that we're gonna spend the whole summer planning the trip and we wont ever actually get around to going.

I'm a Lifeguard, I love being in the water. Last summer a little girl jumped off of the diving board and pretty soon she couldn't make it to the side. I jumped in and saved her. Her dad yelled at her. Parents yell when they get worried.

I like Coke. Weather it be a Pepsi, Coca Cola, RC Cola, Dublin Dr. Pepper (only real sugar *yumm*), Mountain Dew, any of the above, twist of Cherry/Vanilla Flavoring.

I like going swimming at midnight with a bunch of friends, it's dark and it's just us, no one can come into our little world, unless of coarse we get too loud, then the nice police man comes and tells us we should "Skee-daddle"

I like wearing my hair in pig tails, braided, like little girls and Ellie Mae.

I have green eyes. I like to say they look like McDonald's pickles, other times they look yellowish on the inside, turn brilliant emerald green, light blue, and by the time you get to the outside of the colorful part, there is a ring of forest green there.

My pupils are HUGE

My favorite stone is a Sapphire.

My mom says I wear too much eyeliner, my friends tell me I don't wear enough

I'm a band nerd, I love band, it's an awesome experience, but I'm terribly afraid that that wonderful portion of my life is over. I'm gonna miss it. A lot.

There isn't a band at A&M Galveston, the only sports we have are rowing and crew (sailboat racing)

My dad wants to find me a prom date out of a catalog, he thinks I can't find my own date...

I don't even want to go to prom...

I'm terrified of needles. They freak me out. Even more than Cockroaches.

*shudder*

Did I ever tell you about the time my U.S. History teacher threw a live cockroach on me, I screamed bloody murder so loud that a few teachers from other class rooms came to see what happened and I sat in the fetal position for about 20 minutes crying? Well now I did.

I've been messing up a lot lately, I'm sorry Daddy, Momma, I'm 18, I feel like I need to spread my wings a little bit before I leave so that when I crash and burn, I can just come back home and lick my wounds. If I don't do it now, I'll do it when I leave, and then I'll be about 500 miles away (I think?... how far is it from "Funky Town" Ft. Worth to Galveston?). I don't want to crash and not be able to pick up the pieces... I still need you guys!

Just a few things about me, why I do certain things, and what lies in my future.

Cross my fingers X X close my eyes >_< and make a wish

I'm almost a grown up...

Sisterly Love

Ronald Reagan High School is our biggest rival in marching band. Reagan is also the only band we are happy to see beat us.

At BOA Arlington, when all the bands have competed, all the finalists line up, side by side and a selected drumline plays a few 'songs' so we can all march in in style. This year L.D. Bell's drumline was chosen. We, of course, didn't find this out until 5 minutes before we marched on. Reagan was on our left, and I don't remember who was on our right, but no one was talking to them anyway. A flute player standing next to me was showing me her new uniform and I was showing her mine, we both has mirrors and really cool cords. My shako was solid white and she loved it and hers was pretty cool looking. She was amazed that we were allowed to touch our plumes. Plumes are these foot and a half long sticks that are covered in feathers. We wear them on the top of our heads. Reagan had 3 boy flute players this year, so did we, it was a first for both bands.

Our drumline started taps and Bell stopped talking to Reagan, all at once, some of us in mid sentance. We stapped to attention and began to mark time, that was what we were trained to do. I could hear the Reagan flute line whispering, they had stopped talking because, well its creepy to see 286 kids all stop what they are doing and start doing the same thing. I heard the girls next to me saying "I didn't believe you... wow, they really do freak you out when they do that..." I had to try real hard not to smile.

I'm told that as the bands come onto the field it looks really cool, I wouldn't I've never seen it. All I know is that by the end of it, my feet hurt from standing in the same place and being still for so long.

The announcer comes over the loud speaker and everyone in the stands is silent. You can hear a pin drop. He goes on the explain that the event is sponsered by yamaha and a few other companies and tells us to "Remember, because of eveything these kids do on a daily basis to even be standing on the field before you makes them all winners at life." he tells the crowd that "if you enjoyed watching these shows today, let these amazing kids hear it!". And boy do they. Everyone stands up and starts screaming. At this point, I can't wait to get to Grand Nationals and hear they crowd screaming in the dome, it echoes in a dome. The crowd settles down a little bit and he starts talking some more.

We won the caption for best music.

We won the caption for best visual.

The announcer waited. He knows exactly how to make us hold our breath.

"And for best General Effect... the L.D. Bell High School Marching Band!"
Our parents stood up and we were so excited, we had won all three captions. But we still had to just stand there at attention.

Dan Potter, the announcer began announcing the placements all the way up from 10. He announced number three and I started holding my breath.
"And in Second place, with a score of ##.##... The Ronald Reagan High School Marching Band!!"

If you have ever won anything really big, you know what it feels like, if you haven't, it's the best feeling in the world, but to know you have won something and not be able to show how happy you are about it is the most painful feeling in the world.

"And in First place.... with a score of ##.##......... The L.D. Bell High School Marching Band!!!!"
The crowd went wild, and still we had to just stand at attention, we aren't allowed to smile.

"In keeping with Bands Of America Tradition, when I give the signal, the bands before you will be allowed to Break Ranks and congradulate each other. Remember, we are winners at life! BOA Arlington Finalists, you may now Break Ranks!!"

My mom told me that when he said that, she could hear our band let out a collective breath and Bell's Blue uniform mixed with Reagan's Green one and the two bands merged into one.

As soon as I was allowed to, I broke ranks and was immediatly taken into the arms of the entire flute line, Bell's and Reagan's. We were crying and they were crying for us.

Reagan is our sister school, we want to beat them, and they are our rivals, but if anyone beats us we want it to be them, and if anyone beats them, they want it to be us. We hope they come in second only to us, and even at life, even if we cant all be winners, we hope that we at least come in second.