Laughter is something that we experience everyday. One very memorable time where laughter was a key part was in my first year at Parks JHS. I was a 7th grader and was enrolled in the orchestra. I played the clarinet along with two other girls, Angela and Julia. I had met Angela in 3rd grade at Golden Hill, but we were never really that close. However when we were at Parks, we had 6 classes together out of 7 which really helped us get closer.
I was halfway through my 7th grade year at Parks JHS. Orchestra was always my favorite class. Therefore, I always had a class to look forward to during the day. Orchestra was pretty much the same thing …show more content…
After tuning, we would play a couple songs In the time frame we had, and then we would quickly put the chairs and stands away as the bell rang. However, this day was different. “All Right, pull out Russian Music Box,” our music teacher Mr. Boughter called out to the class as he pulled the music out. Angela and I raced to see who could find their music first in their crowded folder on their camera roll. “Ok, ready,” Mr. Boughter said as he raised his thin brown baton up and tapped it to the beat as he counted 1....2....123. We began to play the song. But this time was different. Towards the end of this song Angela and I switched glances. I looked back down at my iPad to continue to play. She swayed her head back and forth as if she was dancing, trying to catch my attention. I saw her out of the corner of my eye. “What is she doing,” I thought to myself. Suddenly I began to crack a smile, but still continued to play. I tried to copy her dance moves by swinging my head back and forth as well, but I ended up looking like an old turtle. My dancing began to amuse Angela which made her laugh and me as well in humiliation. We tried to concentrate on our music, but it lead to us