Today, a competition for brass band was held in Ichinoseki. I remembered that I had been here to participate in 県大会 when I was at junior high school. Yeah, we took a picture in a lobby.
I found one name, which I knew in a program. She was a teacher who coached me at junior high school. I was so surprised. I told that my co-worker. He said to me, “she was there.” I turned and looked for her. I didn’t know who she was soon. But I spoke to her. She was also surprised to see me. She remembered me and where she taught me. And also my brother, too.
I remembered that she forgot her baton in her house that day, and she made a fake one by cutting a white hanger…
All of the students were so nervous. All I can do is just giving them the words, “You can do it.” or “Everything will be good.”
Honestly speaking, their performance was not as well as it’s usual. Their sound didn’t have power or energy. I had expected that they would play as usual and enjoy playing. They should have enjoyed music more. It is the most important thing for the player.
And sadly, the chief of our band mistook. It’s not so important thing, I think. Of course, including me, most audience noticed the noise and I found it was hers easily.
Understandably, after performance, she was crying hysterically. She felt her responsibility for that. She had to go to the back room of stage to attend the awarding ceremony. But she refused that. She denied with a shake of the head. One of her friends and I took her to the back room. I said to her friend who was with me, “You are reliable. You are strong.” She said to me she often was said so by everyone. She was smiling. But after few minutes, she cried suddenly. I was surprised but I realized her feeling in a minute. She controlled her feeling. She stood showing that. I almost cried by seeing her. I had no words to give them to cheer up today.
