3rd week of band class
I met a girl.
Let's call her Marge.
She was another percussionist.
Like me and Ed.
Marge wasn't particularly good.
But she was real
She believed in things no one else did.
And she was still whole.
~
She ended up getting redistricted.
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The Things I Learned In Band Class
General FictionA reflection of how one class changed my life
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3rd week of band class
I met a girl.
Let's call her Marge.
She was another percussionist.
Like me and Ed.
Marge wasn't particularly good.
But she was real
She believed in things no one else did.
And she was still whole.
~
She ended up getting redistricted.