Mr. Boyer had given me yet another competition to audition for, the “U.S. All-American Marching Band Competition” (which was open to all high school seniors in America). He had first nominated me to this competition, to see where it would lead. Once MENC (the organization of the competition) had accepted his nomination, I was then able to proceed with the rest of the audition materials. I had to make several audition tapes showing my stuff on my horn and giving interviews as to who I am and why I would want to be a part of the band. I completed all the audition materials for Drum Major, Alto Sax, and Tenor Sax and had to wait for the duration to see the results via email or mail during the summer.
The summer had flown by and I had not heard of anything. I had received an acceptance letter from Lincoln Park Performing Arts Center for Governor School, and had been excited to go to that, but I was more anxious to see what this “All-American” business would pan out to be.
It was a Saturday, and I had off from work (at “Knoebles Amusement Resort” since I had started working weekends at the start of the summer playing my horn at picnics) because I was packing for my trip to Governor School the next day. After a few hours in, I had taken a break to check my mail on the Internet while waiting for some laundry to finish in the dryer.
I sat down in front of the computer, and opened my yahoo page, signed in, and saw a strange girl by the name of Victoria Eastman emailing me about some army business. I thought it was just a recruiter, so I opened thinking, “Ehh, why not.” Once I clicked on it, I read:
“Congratulations! Based on the results of your audition and application, you have been selected as a member of the 2010 U.S. Army All-American Marching Band on tenor saxophone. As a member of the band, you will receive a selection presentation by Sportslink and the U.S. Army at your high school this fall. You will also receive an all-expenses paid trip to perform at the half-time show of the U.S. Army All-American Bowl.”
As soon as I read those first few sentences, I literally started crying. As funny as it sounds I did. It took me months to put together those auditions tapes with recording and editing them. So many hours of practicing before that to get the right angles, moves, words, sounds, tones, pitches, dynamics, etc!!! I was overwhelmed with emotion, and happy I was home to read it! Although, once I had gotten a hold of myself, I proceed to tell my pap the awesome news. After I screamed and shouted with him about it, I grabbed the phone and called my mom and Mr. Boyer to let them know.
This October the U.S. Army representatives will be coming to HHS to present myself with an “All-American” uniform and warm-up jacket for the big game, and talk about what will be going on in Texas this January. It will be a half hour event talking about the trip and myself. This has been by far the greatest accomplishment of mine up to date! Further proving that if you practice, practice, practice, you WILL achieve your set goals. To this day, I still want to perform for a living, playing on my horn jamming with the best players out there. Its what I LOVE to do! Music is my passion, and I know that I can go anywhere in life as long as set my mind to it, have self-discipline and dedicate myself! The sky is my limit, what is yours?
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