I can remember my 8th grade year trying to decide whether I was going to stay in choir as I had always done or if I was going to try something new. The color guard looked interesting to me and I knew nothing about it so I went for it. I am so very glad I did and I am thankful for the life lessons and memories that came along with my band experience. I was in color guard for two years and I was the drum major for two years. I knew nothing of marching band prior to my experience, but I was quickly thrown in to the grueling painstaking repetitive hot practices that make up the half time marching band shows.
They must learn to glide, not walk and play an instrument all whilst maintaining the overall visual picture that the audience gets to be wowed by. If done correctly marching band is quite impressive.
My son is playing football this year so I am experiencing football from a completely different perspective. I am now watching from the perspective that these boys have put their blood, sweat and tears into hot practices to either protect or move the ball up and down the field. To watch a child throw the ball down field and then see another player accurately catch and carry that same ball on down the field for a touchdown is also like music just a completely different song. To see the defense stop their opponent also quite impressive.
I could go through every single sport or activity that children pride themselves in learning or participating in and none is less than the other just different.
Come friday night by all means cheer for that impressive catch or crazy long touch down but also instead of getting up during half time to get a snack or pee stay to watch the half time show. Those kids have worked just as hard for their 15 min of fame they deserve your attention too. Look for the Wow factor because I have to tell you I just watched a line of kids playing marimbas with two mallets in each hand. You try to do that, you will be impressed or you are dead on the inside.
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