Blessed and cant help to post the message my son sent to me last night as his tribute to his late Uncle Noel Ulysis Casas whose life overwhelmingly impacted the multitude with his craft in music. Even I myself is in awe with his extravagance in sharing what he had in this field. Thank God even in my childrens few acquaintance with him their dad did not cease to tell about him to them in their usual bonding and conversation. from Karlo whose talent in music unknowingly inspired by his Uncle Noel: I wish I learned a thing or to from him. I wish I couldve heard him play the piano. I never learned a thing about music from him. But, he did leave me one thing. When I was seven or eight years old and still living in Digos, me and my dad happened to come across him. Out of the blue, he saw us walking from the park and called us. Uncle Noel talked about how he just won fourth place in the national choir competition as he was waiting for a bus to take him back to Tagum. It was a very short conversation with my dad. But just before he hopped into the bus which arrived a minute after we met, he gave me one thousand pesos. It will have been the biggest money I will have possessed for the next five years of my life. It was on that day that my dad made me make a choice: I could open up a bank account and let it accumulate interest, then withdraw it when I come of age, or I could spend it on something I want. My dad tried to make the first choice sound better but he made me make the choice and never sought to make me regret it. I used it to buy a bleu toy jet plane the size of my torso (at that time) that transforms into a robot and two other things I could not remember, which only took my forceful hands and a screw driver to break it in less than a month. Nothing could have justified my folly and I wish I would have just gone with my dads first suggestion. I lived with the choice Ive made, a lesson Ive learned because of uncle Noels one thousand Peso bill which he gave sparingly, probably without any intention of teaching me a lesson in life. Though it wasnt through him that I learned music, but it was him who unintentionally gave way for my dad to teach me a lesson in saving that I am still carrying up to this day. It was the unintentional teamwork between my dad and his youngest sibling that brought out this story; A story I want to tell my children and my family members now that uncle Noel is with our Lord. Still, I wish it wasnt the only lesson Ive learned because of him. When I get back, I hope I would have the chance to witness some of his works in music. It may be the only I could preserve his legacy.
Posted on: Wed, 27 Nov 2013 13:00:23 +0000
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