When I was still young, I could always hear people singing songs especially when your neighborhood is big and crowded. During these times, people were still very poor and they can’t afford having a VCD or a Karaoke for their own. So I could say that the main tool in music of our neighborhood during these times were their guitars.
My father was a member of a choir on a church, which at the same time also serves as a day care for children. I have been there ever since I was a kid, my father would always bring me there on Sundays because their choir was asked to sing songs of praise to the Lord. Well I could say that their choir was extremely good especially the projection of their voices together, and you could always hear their harmony. Imagine a choir and all members were males it is very hard to look for male singers now a day.
I could always remember those sleepless nights without my father because he is practicing their songs on our small “Kapilya” together with his co-members, I could say that those are sleepless nights because I can not sleep without my father, he was the one who took care of me ever since because my mother is always at work. All their choir had during that time were their voices and their guitars, and even though they are poor it did not became a hindrance for them to form a very good choir, with very good voices.
Even when I was still young I was so Impressed with the way my father play his guitar. His songs have never failed to make me cry. Every time my father would sing me a lullaby though he wanted me to sleep, I always turn on the other side of the bed to cover my eyes and cry. Then my father would say that he will stop singing lullabies for me because I always cry. And even now it still makes me cry. Sometimes I laugh at my self for the reason that I cannot still hear those songs with a smile because I always cry.
On 1998 my father was forced to stop going again with the choir because we already moved to another place far from Bario Luz, and it is quite expensive having a ride from our new place to Bario Luz especially when he have to attend the practice thrice a week and it has to be during the night. Right now the choir was still alive but with new members, I haven’t told you that my father was one of the first member of that choir and you would hardly believe that the manager of that choir was once a maid but because of her hard work she was able to provide the choir with new instruments like the very big guitar, I don’t know what they used to call that, new guitars and a keyboard.
I am really sorry to say that I am not that good in playing the guitar like my father because I sometimes forget to hold it even once in a week because I am always busy studying my homeworks.
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