Clarinet Day

Today is Clarinet Day;
Well, at least that’s what I heard.
I played it once but it was not
The choice I’d have preferred.

In school, fifth graders were assigned
An instrument for band.
The girls all wanted flutes, 
Which you can surely understand.

Though some were lucky, I was not
Among the chosen few
And so I played the clarinet,
Not much that I could do.

I never got the hang of it
And quit in junior high,
But joined the chorus, since my voice
Would, with the tunes, comply.

I hope all clarinetists
Can perform a bit today.
May their inner Benny Goodmans
Chase all naysayers away!
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Wolf Avatar
November 17, 2022 at 7:06 PM
Ha, ha! I was a 'husky boy;' so, I was assigned the tuba in 5th grade. Gave it my best shot. Quit in 6th grade. lol.
Leffanta Avatar
November 17, 2022 at 10:27 AM
So Americans go to school to learn they can't play an instrument they did not want to play in the first place, i.e., fit in, whether or not you fit? Well thought and done, Ilene! Aloha!
Andresen Avatar
November 17, 2022 at 2:19 AM
- "I never got the hang of it" ... not me either :))) - Smile ang hugs
Hankins Avatar
November 16, 2022 at 8:02 PM
Well, at least you had holes for all of your fingers. I started out on cornet and hated it from day one. Wound up with clarinet, which I loved. One season with the Akron Symphony. Was I good? This will tell the tale...now get this...fourth chair, fourth clarinet, which means I played one note through most of the pieces!!! Which also explains why I lasted only one season!
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