Wednesday, January 20, 2010

My Beautiful Kazoo

As a child I spent many, many, maybe too many, hours humming with a comb covered with wax paper. My early musical education came from three important influences. First: I was an enthusiastic student of Miss Frances Ding Dong School (yes---that was really the name) and she taught me to hum. Second: My father was a talented musician and played in a drum and bugle corp for the first six years of my life. I acted as both roadie AND groupie. Third: Our local high school band practiced marching and playing in the field behind our house which I found quite inspirational.The band director, Mr. Sabaka, was amazed that I was able to learn the entire Rock Around the Clock field routine before I entered school. I marched along side the band until I was old enough for kindergarten and was forced to give up both the comb and my field side band rehersals.

Today we celebrated National Kazoo Day for our Early Out Program at the library.The high school band director and a few of his students taught the audience of elementary school students, along with some parents and siblings, how to kazoo. It was loud, noisy, giggley, and tons of fun. I suspect there will be lots of humming in homes around town tonight.

As for me, I plan on perfecting Flight of the Bumblebee and Beethoven's Fifth Symphony. I will be available for weddings, funerals, receptions, or events of any kind.

Ready? Hummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

* when I was able to join the high school band in an official capacity, Mr. Sabaka was still the band director and we still did the Rock Around the Clock routine which ( of course) I already knew, after logging all those preschool hours.

1 comment:

  1. 在你一無所有的時候 是誰在陪伴你 他便是你最重要的人..................................................