Captain Of Her Own Destiny

Halftime Magazine|January/February 2020

Captain Of Her Own Destiny
During my first season of high school marching band as a freshman trumpet player at Clear Creek High School in League City, Texas, I hardly noticed the four girls twirling flags at the back of the field.
Maddie Evans

When my friend asked me to go with her to winter guard tryouts in my second semester, I thought she was joking. No way was I coordinated enough to dance and maneuver a piece of equipment at the same time.

Turns out, I was right. Actually, I did make the team but as a dance soloist. Now don’t let the title “soloist” fool you. I was a decent dancer, but I was only made a dance soloist because I could not spin a flag at all. I was so terrible that my high school guard director, Heather Hyde Wargo, nicknamed me “bad hands.”

However, after just a few weeks of joining color guard, I fell in love with the activity and practiced every second that I could.

After a few months of practicing, I lost the nickname. And then I became captain of my color guard team by the beginning of my sophomore year.



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January/February 2020