Dragonlover2000
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Well, there was this time in junior high school when I was a student of music, age 12. I was studying the cello quite actively. I was eventually named first chair cellist for my school, and eventually the whole school district. Then, the tri-county area. Not to toot my own horn (no pun intended), but I was very good, and I took my studies very seriously. Well, one evening during a tri-county concert, I was playing a solo in the orchestra. My chair was front of stage, to the right. Well, I was putting my heart into playing my solo, and I was sounding great. But, I failed to notice that my chair was slowly edging towards the stairs behind me which led to the floor; about 5 wooden steps. The song was "Cherokee Chief" which was a favorite of mine. So, with each note I struck, the chair moved backward. Until.... on my final note.... the chair, me and my trusty cello and bow went backwards down the steps and to the floor below! :curse: There was a huge gasp from the audience as people came to my aid. I was ssssooo embarrassed that I actually cried. I wasn't physically hurt, but boy I was embarrassed!! LOL