Wooden Stick Band

Date: 4/13/2016

I join the band again and rush on to the stage before one of the performances begin. I realise that I'm a percussion player and there are no percussion instruments. This is a strings performance. I want to leave but it's too late. Everyone in the band is spinning around wooden sticks and they gave me one. There's a documentary talking about how Chinese people in the medieval times used wooden sticks. I slowly creep out the back the entrance. At lunchtime, everyone's calling me names and making fun of me.