The Parade

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Cinco De Mayo, an important holiday in Hispanic culture; the majority in my living area. In my district, we have a small parade to unite the district and just to celebrate this holiday.

Being in band, I had to perform and march in this parade. This guy in percussion, not exactly the number one person every girl would chase after, but hey, you just can't help it sometimes.

I was beginner, so I looked up to this girl ( my friend Candyce) and he was arguing with her about who was more important to the band. I didn't like seeing people argue, and to tell you the truth they were annoying me so I went over there and just said, "The percussion are the heartbeat we need to keep running, and the saxophones give up the melody that everybody loves."

So yeah that's how I met that one percussionist.  So that's my story.


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⏰ Last updated: Nov 30, 2015 ⏰

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