The unendurable is the beginning of the curve of joy. ~Djuna Barnes
Well, Kyle’s first year of marching band with Kiski has come to an end. I know it’s a bitter sweet moment for him, as well as the rest of the students, for they’ve had quite a year, mostly in rain.
The 2015 Kiski Marching Band theme was Origins. A little out there, pun totally intended, but very original. From their scores and metals, evidently the judges enjoyed the show and understood the abstract meaning in the orbs. You see, Kiski performed on the field with four very large orange orbs (rubber balls). When the students came in close proximity to the orbs during their performance, they were said to gain knowledge. Basically they did funky poses and choreography. The colorguard really used the orbs for some fun routines!
The students worked really hard all year, putting in long Saturday practices, plus a few days a week, and Friday night football games. Kyle experienced his first band camp this past August, and now he knows what it’s like to be apart of a team working toward the same goal, to be the best of their ability, and to perform like no one else. Did that happen? You bet it did!
On the few occasions I’ve seen their show in its entirety, I was thoroughly impressed! Seriously. Not because Kyle is my little man, I’d be proud of him no matter what the band looked like, but because they were seriously good. So good in fact, their show placed them first in a few competitions locally, even beating Norwin, which is not be taken lightly.
This year, Kiski Area Marching Band also participated in the Bands of American Regional Championships in Indianapolis, Indiana on Friday, November 13th (the same day Dad and I went goose hunting), along with 95 other bands. It was Kyle’s very first trip with the band, and a big one at that. I’m glad Kyle got that experience, and I couldn’t have been happier for him, even though he came back sick.
How did Kyle do? From what I was told, not by Kyle, because trying to pry any information from that kid, especially without an attitude is next to impossible, but everyone did really well. Their Friday performance was so good, they placed first, moving them to the next level and allowing them to perform on Saturday. Overall, Kiski placed second in their division. Good job!
On Friday, November 27th, Kyle marched his last parade of 2015, for Light Up Night in Vandergrift, Pennsylvania. It was a fun and relaxed event for the students. They showed their holiday spirit by decorating their instruments, and sometimes themselves with Christmas lights and such. Did Kyle get into it? He did!
In fact, I was asked to chaperon the parade, which I happily did, and I was actually taken back by Kyle’s attire. He was dressed in full Kiski Marching Band uniform, however, all the tuba players were wearing creative hats, or I should say elf hats, totally out of Kyle’s character. As I walked up to the boys, my eyes caught sight of the item perched on top of Kyle’s head. I instantly giggled, not trying to make fun, and I blurted, “What’s on your head?” Even Kyle gave me a funny snicker, knowing what I was thinking, basically this is out of his character.
On a side note, Kyle is still trying to ignore me, like I’m ever going anywhere. Fat chance buddy!
While the band was practicing, I couldn’t resist taking pictures, which ticked Kyle off. I about died, when he started to throw a temper tantrum about me shooting some footage, when his fellow tuba player stepped in and said, “Get over it Piper!” Kyle gave a smirk, especially when I gave the kid a high five.
At one point, I was in charge of passing out water. Naturally, seeing Kyle, I approached him, pushing my water bottle case at his side, giving him the hint. He wouldn’t take one so I left, to take care of the other students who appreciated me and my water supply. Shortly after, I saw Kyle drinking water! I knew it! I knew he was thirsty! I looked at him in surprise, at the same time he looked down at his water, and he gave me a huge ornery grin, knowing what I was thinking. Jokingly, I said, “You wouldn’t take water from me, but you’d take it from someone else?!” He almost choked while drinking, laughing at the situation. Nothing else needed said.
Ah, good times. It’s nice to see Kyle enjoying himself and having fun with his friends. I’m really excited to see him enjoy band. Can’t wait for next year!
And yes Kyle, I’m going to continue chaperoning, every chance I get! So suck it up buttercup! I’m your blood, your Aunt Heather, and I’m not going anywhere, EVER.