Story of the day. I had just gotten out of band rehearsal and a boy who was a trombone player was sitting outside on the bench, and I put my instruments away and sat with him, I told him stories and good things. I waited with him till his mom came. I wasn't expecting anything from waiting with him, but his mom thanked me. I didn't care that I was I thanked. I sat with him because I know how lonely it is to sit alone outside the band room. It's not about being liked, It's not about popularity. It's about not wanting anyone to be alone while waiting on someone to come. You don't know what can happen.
