FACE THE MUSIC
Ever since I first saw Wynton Marsalis, I’ve wanted to play the trumpet. Man, that guy can blow.
I asked my Dad, but he said we can’t afford to buy one. I should learn to play Granddad’s Euphonium instead.
Euphonium??! Not even a real tuba? They don’t get money, fame and girls. What does he think, I want to join the USC Marching Band? Name me one famous Euphonium player.
“I was crossing the park bridge, going to the instructor’s. A guy on a bicycle bumped into me, and it bounced off the bridge – twice – and landed in the creek.”
Go to Rochelle’s Addicted to Purple site and use her Wednesday photo as a prompt to write a complete 100 word story.