Excellence

N ovember 4, 2016

I remember, the moment. It became, clear to me. Was on the bus. Returning home. With large, shiny trophy.

It took four years, of effort. In order, to achieve. Sweepstakes, at the State Festival. Was so hard, to believe.

It was, the highest rating. To which, bands did aspire. First time, in our school’s history. Were thrilled. But long day. Tired.

Our band was small. Yet special. As seniors, had endured. For years, we’d fallen short. But now, our legacy ensured.

As we enjoyed, the moment. I did notice, something. Across the aisle, in his bus seat. Our director, working.

Had briefcase open. Papers. He read, and wrote things down. We all had smiles, except for him. Straight face. No smile. No frown.

He was focused, on his work. And I, was curious. Why was he, not celebrating? Or sharing joy, with us.

He saw me, looking over. Like always, read my mind. “In two weeks, we perform again. Can improve. Not much time.”

Spring trip and concert, scheduled. In San Antonio. But this was not, a “judged” event. Why was he, worried so?

We’d reached the top. In my eyes. Next trip, was just for fun. Was not at all, how he saw it. Our job, was not yet done.

At first, I just ignored him. Shook my head. Closed my eyes. My mind, kept repeating his words. Was then, I realized.

Was NEVER, about the trophy. Or hunger for success. Was, the pursuit of excellence. About, what we do next.

Success is good. Motivation. Aspire to win. Achieve. Pursuit of excellence. Best goal. I saw. Came to believe.