Yesterday in my band class we held a funeral. A funeral for what you may ask, and I shall tell. We held a funeral for 4 stands that died this year, two decapitated, two without a foot. It was an emotional time, there were eulogies, paper flowers, songs, even. There was also an accusation (one of the kids was the reason the 2 stands were decapitated). When we stood out by the dumpster, as it was raining (I'm serious, it was raining, not hard but still) to say our goodbyes, the kid that was accused was found guilty of the charges by the band director. It was fun.