Hi! It's been quite a while since my last post. Was really busy with all the school stuff. Wanted to post this much earlier but just couldn't find the time. Sometimes, I just felt like doing a lot of things... like writing a new textbook, writing a new set of notes, reading a book, playing my French Horn, listening to music etc... but just could not find the time. Sigh...Anyway, the photo was taken on the same night as the previous night scene. This is a photo of the famous esplanade. This really reminds me of my first passion -- Music.
I have always enjoyed music, both performance and listening. It was something within my heart that I could never explain. Since young, I had this desire to want to play piano or any other instruments. I came from a poor family that could not afford such luxury. So, in the end, I never learned how to play piano. Perhaps, my passion showed and my dad chose band as my ECA (Extra-curricular activities as it was then known). Since then, I realised that I am one step closer to fulfilling my dream of making music.
Passion is a strange thing. It motivates you to do things that you would never have done otherwise. It pushes you to the limit and challenges you to do so. When things get tough, passion drives you to overcome all obstacles. When things get too laborious, passion gets you to look beyond that to the sweetness of an eventual success.
When I first hit my high F on my horn, I was thrilled. It was something that I remembered till now. That moment... is something I cannot really describe. After that, I practiced and practiced till I hit my high high C. Looking back, I remembered the countless hours that I spent in the Band Room (in RV) and Hwa Chong. It was there, I forged many friendships with many others of the same passion. Even though, I don't play in any band, I can still feel the joy when I hear a good band playing. It is something that no one can take away.
With passion, comes committment. Passion does not ensure that you will do well but it will definitely make sure that the process is sweeter. I do not think I am a good player at all, but I am very sure that I enjoyed every single hour of my French Horn playing days, even those that weren't so enjoyable. When I recall those days... memories of playing in Hamar stadium (Norway), NIE Band Room (Bukit Timah), corridor outside band room (RV) and not forgetting the "horse-shoe building" in Hwa Chong... I can't resist that smile...
So, my friends... develop that passion to learn. It is my personal belief that the key to learning anything is to have that passion. Passion does not mean that you will be successful. All that it ensures that when you look back at the process, there will always be sweet memories. My other passion is Mathematics. I am not good at it but I really like it. And I hope my passion can rub off my students and inspire them to want to do that subject in the future...
Well, it's time to do my work liao... so till my next post... to my students, enjoy your holidays!
