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Originally Posted by Sherri
In high school one year, I was carrying the only bass drum in a marching band and the whole band depended on me to keep rhythm. During the parade, a bird pooped on my head, and I had to keep going like nothing had happened until the end of the parade!!! It was awful, but funny now. 
This was during my era of "braces" and the dentist wouldn't let me continue to play clarinet, so they put me in percussion. |
LOL! Oh my Lord! How horrible. LOL! I played the clarinet too.
You are reminding me of when I was Drum Major. At our summer camp I learned a new signal to start the band marching. It was our first parade. After giving the signal I took off and didn't hear anyone behind me. I turned around and the band was standing in place waiting for me to give them the long used familiar signal.
Lord, that was embarrassing.
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