The red-jacketed band stirred to life. The first musician raised his trumpet. The trombone dipped. The drumstick rose. Lea lowered her clarinet. It had been Brent’s idea not to have their insturments rise and fall in unison. The staggered motion gave it a more exciting rhythm.

The red-jacketed band stirred to life. The first musician raised his trumpet. The trombone dipped. The drumstick rose. Lea lowered her clarinet. It had been Brent’s idea not to have their insturments rise and fall in unison. The staggered motion gave it a more exciting rhythm.

– Paul Fleischman –

Whirligig

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