Life Essay

Life Essay

Erick Yip Pon
English 1301
10/24/2011
Essay in progress
It is strange how we almost never realize the importance of something until it is gone. You can be best friends with someone, and the next day they could move to another state, or leave to the army, maybe even die and you are left with regret wishing you had done things you didn’t, wishing you had taken advantage of the time you had with them. It was only after my grandfather’s death, did I learn to never take the existence of real friends and family in your life for granted, and to acknowledge their influence in your life. It is usually when you are aware of their inevitable departure from your life that you truly start appreciating them for who they are, and when they are gone, you realize that is how you should’ve always treated them. You never know, they could teach you something about yourself you never knew.
Most of my early childhood, music never interested me much. My grandfather was quite a famous musician back then. He has record labels and audio CDs, and even played live shows every once in a while. I suppose that’s where I got my natural abilities for music. I remember my mom telling me how my grandfather had said when I was born, “This kid is going to be a musician, just look at those hands. They’re meant for piano, or guitar for sure”. Turns out he was right, but only thanks to him. “Someday when he grows up, he will be playing with me on stage, I know it”, he said. It was his dream to have me play with him.
At the age of 8, my grandfather introduced me to the guitar. I had been in music classes in elementary at the time, but I did not understand most of the things they taught. My grandfather started teaching me guitar, and according to him, I learned easily. In fact, at this present time, I can’t remember back far enough to a point in my life when I didn’t know how to play guitar. He was so enthusiastic about music, and about teaching me his own ways, and as easily taught as I was, I...