Hey pple……
It’s another memoir! This time I look back into one of the most important places I’ve been to. Its not a country or tourist site, it’s just a place where every emotion in my mind poured out to my preferred weapon of artistry…..
The Music Room…..
Where imagination met creativity and action
Where the idle mind met a enjoyable distraction
Where faithful individuals met a place to get away from the realistic & boring world of academics
Where creativity is chopped and brewed to innovation
The place where my trouble started and ended
Where I talk to the one whose friendship never faded
The place where I felt was another home……….
The music room was the place to get away from solving maths and writing essays. Whenever I wanted to scale class or run away from it all , I would go there to equip my own weapon…..of art.
The Flute…..
The instrument which moulded my thoughts for the solfa notation
From the thought of setting P to the air of renovation
From the annoyance of finding X to the harmonical calculation
Every move my finger made was a special rendition
To the people who listened, who felt the performance with adulation
I didn’t care about the loss of respiration
As long as someone was there to emit his appreciation…..
As long as someone was there to show a positive reaction
It felt I accomplished my mission of entertainment with satisfaction
Thus I say “gracias” to my audience for their soulful attention
The height of all my days in Bells was when I would pick up my flute, think of a song, and start writing down the notes as I test every one with the vigour, enthusiasm and motivation that made me the person I am today, tomorrow and forever…..but it wouldn’t have been accomplished without one person……….
That man that took me in
The person who told me that the sounds that people heard
could be manipulated by the little hands of the little boy
he was looking at
He gave me the chance; he threw me into the limelight
I thought I wasn’t ready, but he knew I was
He never doubted my ability, even when I did
He made me the person I am today
He cut out my arrogance and showed me one thing: with the instrument in your hand, sound is under control
No sound would come out of that Flute unless you put it there, and that’s how life is
Nothing right or wrong would come out of your life if you didn’t put it there…..
He showed me how to make my emotions my strength, and for that I thank you
If not for your impact in my life, I don’t think I would be where I am today
Even if you were probably the most annoying teacher I ever had, I still appreciate all you’ve done for me
From the shouts, screams, strokes of cane and the public embarrassment that transpired between us when we steeped into that studio
I appreciate everything you’ve done for me.
L8a peeps!
Life Through My Waters 