Wednesday
( I see Death again... @ 7:01:00 PM )
My pervious choir teacher, Mdm Ong, passed away. Went to the wake today with fellow senior and junior choir members.
It was all, very sad. Her appearance has changed alot due to cancer. She was only 50+. Her once happy and blossom face has changed to a much withered face, losing the beautiful smile she once had.
Isn't it sad to know that we choir members gather not to visit her, but to send her off?
Isn't it even sader to know that our voices for once is united because we are singing for the last time for her?
And to see some people going there, treating it as if it is some alumni gathering, chatting and laughing along the way, makes me feel such anger and sorrow for her.
I did not intend to go, for I fear to face it. But I decided to go, for she has my utmost respect, and this could be the only way I could show her...for the last time...
One by one they are leaving me...when would it be my turn?
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