During my four years of marching band there were series of ups and downs. One serious downfall in disguise was my junior year. My junior year our season was set up for major success with an amazing staff, extremely supportive parents, a great band, and an even better group work ethic than any other year. However, there were uncontrollable factors that some people, including myself, considered the single factor that “ruined” our season.
The fall of 2015 in Cary, North Carolina was one of the rainiest periods in North Carolina history. We had worked so hard on a daily basis putting this show together, but when it came to every football game and every competition Mother Nature never failed to bring us a storm of rain. Over time people began to lose hope that we would ever be able to perform our show locally. Our rehearsals became less productive, our staff began to care less about this year and more on next years, and everyone thought this would be a rained out season.As the season came to a close, after only our second time performing the show live, the judges were ready to announce the bands that made finals. We all sat in the Falcons Dome praying that we did enough to meet our one common goal. Heartbroken when they neglected to mention Panther Creek, it felt
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Even though the year of rain was classified as a waste of time I look back at it and realize how much we have gained from it. It has taught me how to cherish every chance we get to perform, every rehearsal we have, and most importantly every moment of being in a program that doesn’t give up after such a difficult year. With this year’s season already begun, we are way better this year than we were last year because we didn’t give up. Overall, because of our “failure” of a year, our band program has grown and matured into a completely new program; one that can bounce back from any