Stories of Paraná - The leader of the band

Stories of Paraná - The leader of the band

The leader of the band
Lauro Grein Son

The first time I served the motherland was very young.
I walked the 14 years, when the New Athenaeum decided to enroll all fifth years at the School of Military Instruction 350, attached to the College.
Was arranged so that the uniform "khaki" in tailoring "civil and military, leggings factory Ewaldo the Praça Rui Barbosa, his cap in a store André de Barros, and tunic, breeches and Buskin, the day and time certain, attended haughty and proud to the exigencies of the service.
There were exercises united order, physical education, marches, firing line, a schedule strictly adhered to,
the end of which I have granted a certificate and that nothing has served me and cost me nothing.
Well why, two years later, in 1937, with another new uniform and leggings, I repay my duty military barracks in Tyre 19, Rio Branco.
Existed at the time two options:
- Coritiba and 19. The first, aristocratic, met students and academics, fine people of the city, the second popular and democratic, sheltered mainly laborers, workers, staff of the districts and colonies. My decision was influenced by the latter by tradition, history, and judge him more important, Shooting War, rather than the School of Military Instruction 321, as it was called Coritiba.
Others, Francisco Accioly the Marcal Justen, Bartolomeu Alberto Marques and colleagues at the Athenaeum had preferred the previous year and thought it should be right.
The 19 worked on the block now occupied by juaíra Theatre, entrance on street Tibagy.
The instructions were evening ae Monday to Saturday in the barracks, and Sunday morning, on the streets or in the alleys of the Public Garden.
The discipline was preserved in threats and screams of the commander, Lieutenant Ascendino to accuse us of hunters books, donkeys, frogs and lunatics.
Guardo and remember my number, 45, the armory, the parades, the instructions field, sergeants Baptist Acyr, Laurentino, cable Dacheux Wilson Pereira, and colleagues, the Odilon the Anfrísio, Amaral, the Lamberg the Darret.
I also remember what happened to me on the last day.
Had seen in a parade of Coritiba, Moacyr Martins, my friend Ermelino, isolated marching in front of the troops, no backpack and no rifle.
Evolved loose and comfortable, with easy rear drums, owner of alignment, step and everything, while others danced back there if the weight of weapons, gadgets and surveillance.
In every corner Moacyr raised his right arm and a volley elegant and authoritative indicated the direction of the new direction.
He was the "Head Band", and thought his position was a highlight of the series.
We were ready for the big march foreclosure course of 30 kilometers, valid as final proof. Captain responsible for the inspection had already arrived and the shooters ultimavam their preparations, all armed and equipped.
Everyone but me.
Spoken with Amaral, who led rufava the box and the drums, informing him that he had been appointed "Head Band" and with that march in front of them and the entire Company.
Good square just admitted without further questions, caring little about the strange novelty.
All fair and perfect, antegozava have my perks, free and clear of the load uncomfortable when a firm voice surprised me in the courtyard: - "Shooter". I turned in an instant.
Was Captain Harold Bizerril: - "Where is your gun?"
- "I do not need Captain, I am the Chief of the Band."
- "Grab your rifle and go with him in tow."
Besides the shame and the rifle also took a tremendous disadvantage because not having ensarilhar whom the gun, it had to look, even the pillows of self-schedules.
And I have never been "Head Band".

Lauro Grein Son, Medico, president of the Center for Arts of Paraná


Source: Stories of Paraná, Brasil.