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1 year 2 days ago
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At first, I just accepted the fact that I had to go to these, but starting in about the 3rd grade, I HATED them! And not just the Christmas ones, but all of them. I used to purposely neglect telling my mom about them, but she would always find out from one of the other parents. I used to try to feign illness to get out of them, but of course, it never worked.
And I remember rehearing for the concerts in music class. During the rehearsals, being boys, my buddies and I would goof off. One day, the music teacher yelled "This is what you're going to do in front of a thousand people?!" One thousand? We're talking about a small town here. My school had K-12 in the same building with a total of about 400 students, so I think the teacher's expectations were a little high.
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