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December 1, 2008
-- Reporter's notebook --
No chance to snooze during Macy's parade
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Buzz Lightyear flies over New York City during the annual Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade. Kathryn Middleton/Youth Journalism International |
By Matt Middleton
Junior Reporter, Youth Journalism International
NEW YORK CITY – Miley Cyrus woke me up on Thanksgiving.
That morning, I drowsily made my way through Central Park to the massive Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade,
journeying through a horde of crazy New Yorkers who had been up for hours.
Facilitated by caffeine and shepherded by many police officers inspecting the
crowd, my family and I made it to the superior bleacher seats that my uncle
purchased so we could experience firsthand the parade I'd watched on television
for years.
My enthusiasm for the outing dwindled when I realized I'd have to get up at my
regular early morning school hour even though we had the day off. But I figured
on a period to catch up on my sleep at its beginning.
As the parade started, with entertainers rollerblading at walking speed, I began
to nestle in.
However, the first and only celebrity to come into view, singer Miley Cyrus,
provoked such an uproar from the crowd that it woke me up.
Following the country's sensational teen celebrity was a highly talented
marching band, with massive and amusing balloons in the form of animated idols
next. The floating characters dwarfed anything I had ever seen. On television,
they didn't appear as large.
Seeing these colossal projects awoke me fully and caught my interest. I watched
these marvels in awe -- and finally appreciated the fantastic seats that my
uncle had provided.
The cherubic smiles and warm waving from "celebrities" no one has heard of, followed by passionate marching bands, really accomplished the main goal of manipulation.
However, the bands and unknown groups were cheered on and loved by the tens of thousands lining the streets in Manhattan.
Watching the many original acts from the bleachers -- such as dancing
businessmen, large rhino structures, and seniors that made one last effort to
work together and produce provocative fight music – I realized the parade was
anything but what I expected it be.
The high quality acts consistently kept me entertained, but by the end, I
possessed a sudden urge to purchase clothing at Macy's.
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