Today in band, our co captain told us this story. Im changing a bit of the words to make it seem more professional-ish, because she explained it very confusingly.

     You are a senior. And a proud member of band. Today after class you stopped following your friends, because you saw Tim, a freshman, crying. You told your frinds to go, youll catch up later. You walked to Tim and asked for his name. Then you asked if he has a hobby. He said drawing. And from there you two went deep in conversation. But never once did you ask why he was crying, because if you think about it that will make matters worst. Then after that, you left. Tim seemed much happier after you two talked. And the next day, he comes back to band. And the next. And the next. Until you graduate. You said bye and left. Making sure that everyone holds their heads high, no matter what problems occur. Three years later you stop by the band room. The smell, sights, sounds bring back many memories and a big smile is plastered on your face. You talk to your band director and whatch the new/old flag members twirl, the fabric rippling in the wind setting off beautiful affects. You look at the line of band members, playing instraments and marching in perfect alignments. After a few minuetes they dispersed. You greeted those you knew and dint know. Then someone tackled you in a bear hug. Tim is looking down at you with an ear to ear smile. You smile back and hug him. He tells you everything thats happened in the past three years. He's now a drummer. And he always enjoys helping the freshmans learn. Band is his passion. But if you didnt talk to him that one day, he never wouldve came back to practice. He wouldnt be as happy as he is now. And he cant thank you enough.

Moral was that we should always make the best impressions. Greet peiple with open arms no matter who they are. Let everyone feel welcomed into band or flag, so they come back. So they continue the legacy!

I thought it was a nice story, so why not tell you guys. But now onto the fun part of band!!!!

I walked back in from lunch, to find everyone sitting in a circle. They just so happened to need another player so i joined. It was like this detective game! Two Mafia's decide who they want to murder. Then the chosen one dies mysteriously obernight. The governor does asks who someone is. So they could point at a random person, and the ref tells them what role they are. The doctor saves someone. And the politician gets two votes and is probably the mpst mysterious. They onlt supw up once, but their votes still get put in. Then citizens dont do anything. When everyone wakes up and the murder victim is pulled out. I was the politician. I was quiet through most of the game, no one seemed to notice. I was working on who murdered who... while all the inocent citizens and governor were killed because people thought they were the murderers. I was trying to figure it out from the other silent people. The ones who are usually always talking were dead silent, besides a few small words. But one kid, kept looking at me. We locked eyes like five times in the first round. I think he knew who i was, and was waiting for my vote... which counted as a double. In the second round i was convinced. The ref said point at the murderer, and i immediatly pointed at him. He said "why me!?" And my response "because of your fancy gloves!" "I CAN TAKE THEM OFF!" "Yeah show everyone your bloody murder hands!" He took one glive off around halfway, before he changed his mind and put it back on. But sadly everyone else pointed at someone else, so majority killed another innocent. In the third round, the murderer voted for me to die. So we woke up and the ref just loomed over me with a sad smile. And the game ended because i guess yoir not supossed to kill the politician... and the murderer was no other than fancy glove guy! I stood up as everyone started talking about who they thought was the murderer. I walked to the flag closet that was conveniently open, and took hold of my trusty rubber sword! And i walked back my head low trying to be creepy. Some kids backed away snickering. The murderer and his fancy gloves saw me as i rose the sword. I swung and gently hit him over and over in the sides and shoulders. Everyone started laughing as he played dead. And everyone congradulated me on my first kill! Hehe. So not only did i get to hold the sword again, but i got to stab a bitch! It was AWESOME!!!! but he murrdered me first, so he had it coming.

    As all the flag members were taking a break from being outside for about an hour. And lately its been really hot. So were trying not to be putside that much, amd if we are to stay in the shade. But we came inside and layed around cooling off as the band started playing all their favorites. Me amd another girl danced around like goofballs for a bit, but got too tired quickly. Today i actually recorded the band members as they practiced, and they did really well as usual! But then they took a break and the director and his son had a ping pong commpetition. They glared at each other and they each bounced one ball on one paddle. I dont know who won, i think i got side tracked by the two drummers who were doing duets together. And they were amazing! We all shared stories and jokes! I now know all the secrets there is too know on pinecones... its uh... very interesting...