Rainbow Elementary School was preparing for it’s year end kindergarten graduation. The programs were printed, the parents were invited, and Mr Scott’s senior kindergartners were practicing their graduation song.
Mr. Scott decided that this year, each of his students was going to play an instrument during their song – three blind mice. Everyone had a shaker or some bells to help their performance along. All the students were super excited. All of them except for Xavier. Xavier was not happy.
Xavier wanted to play the guitar. He had never taken a guitar lesson in his entire five years of life. Xavier did not own a guitar to bring to the graduation. He didn’t even had a toy guitar. That was ok, Xavier told Mr. Scott that he could play his air guitar! Xavier than played his air guitar for Mr. Scott. With the appropriate sound effects.
But Mr. Scott said no.
Mr. Scott told Xavier that he could play the xylophone instead. Xavier did not want to play the smelly old xylophone. That wasn’t cool at all.
When the class was practicing, Xavier would barely hit the bar that he needed to. It didn’t make a pretty sound that lasted for a whole note. It would make a very sad plop noise. He could do it. He knew what to do, but he wanted to play the air guitar instead.
When the day of the gradation came, Xavier didn’t want to go. He cried and cried as his mother made him put on a nice shirt and pants. He cried during the car ride to the school. He huffed and sniffled while in his seat during the ceremony.
By the time Mr. Scott’s class was to go up on stage, Xavier had stopped crying. He had dried his face and straightened the clip on tie his mother forced him to wear because it was “sooooo cute!”
Xavier went up on stage. He walked down to his xylophone, and took up his mallet. He was ready for his special last note. He sand the song with the rest of his class. When it came to his special note, Xavier was ready.
Just as his special note came up, Xavier looked at the audience. He could see his mother filming him on her phone. He smiled and waved at her. Then it was his time to shine! The class finished singing and Xavier seized his moment. He threw his mallet onto the floor as hard as he could. He looked right at Mr. Scott and yelled at the top of his lungs “AIR GUITAR IS BETTER THAN THIS!!”
Xavier jumped to the front of his class and played his air guitar solo that he wanted to, sound effects and all. His mother just staring at him in disbelief from her seat in the audience, Mr. Scott with this head in his hands, and the rest of this class cheered and played air guitar right along with him.
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