The Mural

The Band Boosters spent a lo-o-ong day last week cleaning out 50 years' of clutter from the band room. Our band teacher is great. He is an excellent teacher, an award-winning band director. He has a great sense of humor and the children respect him. They also learn from him. He is great. And he is a pack rat.

We carted off a trailer full of debris. We washed windows. We took down faded posters. We organized trophies, hundreds of 'em.

By the end of the day, the room gleamed. DH had mounted 55 plaques on the wall and hung 9 banners proclaiming the merits of our band. Looking around, our president decided that a particular wall needed a mural. We all looked at each other. Lacking a real artist in the group, I gamely volunteered to do one.

Little One and I spent every morning this week working on it, as well as the entire day yesterday. With the 6th grade orientation coming up last night, we wanted it completed.

She was a trouper. She concentrated on the lettering while I worked on the pictures. She ably used the level to position blue removable tape so that all the letters, the blue frame, and the serifs were aligned perfectly. She was patient and worked hard.

We finished it in time. Here is the final product.