Last Saturday, Candace and I went down to Elsinore for a boutique. My mom was meeting my sister at Orem High for a marching band competition, which had been called two weeks ago on account of rain. As Candace and I drove home, we encountered a snow/hail storm. I commented to Candace, "I bet the competition got cancelled again." That was sad because my mom had been looking forward to it.
I got home to find out that not only was the band competition not cancelled, but the kids were out there in the snow and hail, performing. Yep, and the drum majorettes in their little skirts and sleeveless shirts, and the baton twirlers -- snow and hail falling all over them.
Now, call me silly, but if we're going to cancel a competition because of rain, doesn't it make sense that you would also cancel it because of, oh, I don't know -- a blizzard?
I just don't get it. Here you've got your marching band out in the cold. Their fingers are frozen and they can't even hold their instruments properly because their joints are stiff. How are you going to truly compare talent against talent when they're all so cold, they aren't performing to the best of their ability? Having a competition under those circumstances renders any outcome moot. The first band to perform would have the advantage because they'd be the warmest.
I'm told my niece didn't get sick. I'm glad about that, but I think every kid in the band should have called in sick the next day as a protest. There was absolutely no reason to make them perform in that weather. Not one at all.