Things I Learned Returning To My High School Band Camp

Things I Learned Returning To My High School Band Camp

Graduating is scary and rewarding.

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Graduating is scary and rewarding. Losing that little family you had in the band seems crazy, and you can't believe that you may never see some of them again. But going back to the group that has open arms to you feels better than anything else. To know that you're missed and welcomed and still loved is an amazing feeling that can't ever be replicated by anyone other than the family you had at school.

1. Even if the weather looks okay beforehand, it'll always be hot.

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Don't worry, with any band camp it'll always be hot. Everyone just hopes it rains or you get to play a water game.

2. Freshmen in high school are just scared kids.

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Treat them like anyone else, you were once a scared freshman too. They just want to fit in and get everything. They just haven't experienced this before. Don't worry, they'll pick it up quick.

3. It's super awesome to go up on the lift.

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That lift that the BD uses to see everything from above is super fun. It's just as fun as four years of anticipation and wonder will make you believe.

4. Marching bands look super cool from above.

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That being said, when you're on the lift is looks awesome. Seeing everything from a spectator point of view is a new perspective that you get. It makes you realize just how much all your hard work for the past four years pays off.

5. Handing the power and responsibility of section leader off to someone is incredibly hard, but also rewarding.

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Even when you've known them two or three years, it's still hard. I trust the boy that took over for me and will fr the next two years, but it's still hard! I showed up to help him transition into the position so he doesn't have to do it alone. But watching him and the other upperclassman achieve the leadership position and thrive in it is so rewarding, it makes me feel almost like a proud mother.

6. Everyone there is so young.

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All the inside jokes from your freshman and sophomore years are slowly dying out and you realize that you can't all make fun of the past student teachers. The younger ones never experienced the awful student teachers that you had, they don't get how awful they were!

7. It's still your family.

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They still welcome you back with open arms as much as you want to visit. They know you're busy with college but they still love seeing you and will accept you anytime, any day.

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To the guy that shot my brother...

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To the guy that shot my brother,

On January 9, 2019 my families entire life changed with one phone call. The phone call that my little brother had been shot in the face, no other details. We didn't need any other details. The woman on the phone who called us in full panic told us where he was so we went, as soon as possible. I don't think it helped that not even 10 min prior I talked to Zach on the phone.. kind of irritated with him, and the ONE TIME I didn't say 'I love you' as we hung up. Could've been the last time we ever spoke.. I remember pulling up to the hospital thinking 'this can't be real' 'it's not our Zach' 'this is just a dream Sarah, WAKE UP' I'd close my eyes really tight just to open them, I was still in the hospital emergency parking lot. I could still hear the ambulance sirens coming. It was all real.

The day our life's changed was definitely a test of faith. A test of how strong we were, as a family. I sat in that waiting room ready to see the damage that has been done to my sweet baby brother. Because at that point we had no idea how lucky he got. That glimpse of seeing Zach will haunt me forever. How helpless I felt in that exact moment frequently wakes me up from these horrific dreams I've been having ever since that day. That is a moment burned into my me and families brain forever.

You always hear about these things in the movies or on the news, a house being shot up, someone shooting another innocent person, not to care if they died on your watch. But we found ourselves on the news.. We have been confined to the hospital since that day. Running on barely any sleep, taking shifts of sleep so we don't make ourselves sick taking care of Zach. Watching him suffer. Undergoing surgeries, to repair the damage you did.

Before I proceed let me tell you a little something about the man you shot.

Zachary Keith Wright. A blonde hair blue eyed boy. Who could potentially be the most annoying human on the planet (possibly coming from his sister). A man who loves his God first, loves his family second. Perfect by no means, but almost perfect to me. A 19 year old who was to graduate high school this month. After graduation he was prepping to leave for Marine boot camp in the summer.. being in the military has been Zach's dream since he could talk. Literally. Running around, playing war with underwear on our heads, and finger guns. Some would say we looked like natural born assassins.. growing up he has been a country boy. Let me tell ya country to the core. He loves this country like he loves his family. He believes in helping people, taking charge in what's right, and never leaving a brother behind. He's lived by that his whole life. Until now....

The day you shot him. The day not only did you change my brothers life, you changed his families life too. The day you almost ripped my brother out of this world... for what? A misunderstanding? Because you've let something take ahold of your life that you can't let go you're willing to kill someone innocent over? Luckily for him, his guardian angels were protecting him in your time of cowardice. There were 3 times that day he should've died, the time you shot him, the time you tried to shoot him again as he stared you directly in the face, (even tho he couldn't talk I know you could read his eyes, and he still intimidated you. That's why you tried to pull the trigger again) and the time he was running out of the house. But he lived. A man who was shot in the face, didn't lay there helpless, didn't scream in agony. That MAN walked to the neighbors to get help. Why? Because he's a MAN, and because he's on this earth for a reason.

It's gonna sound a little strange not only to you, but the audience who is reading this. I must say thank you. Even in this situation, this was the best outcome we could get. He gets to live. He will make a full recovery. He will graduate. And he will go off into the Marines. You united my family together. Closer than ever. Thank you. You tested our faith and brought us closer to our God. Thank you. Because of your moment of weakness, you showed us what prayer could do. Heal anything. Thank you. This was a bump in the road, and a helluva way to kick off our year of 2019. But here we are.. all laying in the hospital. I'm looking around as mom is sleeping in her recliner chair exhasted but still here, Zach his awake playing his xbox all hooked up to machines, fighting to heal and get better. And of course I'm writing this letter to you.

See you in trial,

From the girl whose brother you shot.

'Fight the good fight' - 1 Tim 6:12 🤟🏼💙

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