Hmm, a Tribute?
Today, I stumbled upon a Facebook trubute page to a softball coach who passed away recently, and I'm filled with emotions when I read the comments on the tribute page. That was when I recalled my JC days when my teacher asked us to think about what we want people to say about us when we pass away. I think I wrote, "A bright mind, a lame nut" or something like that. Haha, silly JC days.
So I was just thinking, are there anyone whom I would say kind words to when they pass away, and the first person who came into my mind was Mr Chew, my band instructor in secondary school. He gave me hell, literally, as a musician, and as the band major. At the end of the day, all those sarcastic comments and scoldings made me into the musician I am today. Still, I feel that the hell I got was too much for a teenager. At the end of the day, I guess I have to thank him for recognising and developing my abilities (can I say talent?).
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So I was just thinking, are there anyone whom I would say kind words to when they pass away, and the first person who came into my mind was Mr Chew, my band instructor in secondary school. He gave me hell, literally, as a musician, and as the band major. At the end of the day, all those sarcastic comments and scoldings made me into the musician I am today. Still, I feel that the hell I got was too much for a teenager. At the end of the day, I guess I have to thank him for recognising and developing my abilities (can I say talent?).
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