Dedicated to my incredibly irritable and implacable and dogmatic and overrated grumpy band teacher, who this May when I was in sixth grade, EXPECTED EVERY POOR LITTLE SIXTH GRADER IN OUR SCHOOL'S SIXTH GRADE BAND TO MAKE A SANE SONG THAT SOUNDED NICE. This is the one I made, and apparently I was the only one who carried out successfully, so I became 1st chair flute and the kid who was 1st chair before me was so upset that he dropped 7th and 8th grade concert band last year. I never really liked him- he wasn't a bad kid, he just was a bit ostentatious. But I soon after quit band because everyone bullied me...