do-re-mi

My father's roots are inclined to music. Buencamino clan loves art. When I was in high school, my father was so decisive to push me into music. How can I ever forget that one summer when Nanay enrolled me in a Music school for the keyboard lessons. Just to give them satisfaction, I attended the beginner's session and never went back again after my recital. I happened to memorize the first 7 notes of "Greatest Love of all" by Whitney Houston and the first ten notes of  Morris Albert's "Feelings". From that, you can assess how dumb I am in music. Then that was the end of it.  Never tried touching my keyboard again. Until such time, that we have to buy a new one. Not that I've discovered my talent, it just happened that I found my self forcing my kids to play the keyboards. Yes, faith suddenly twisted everything, I can see my Nanay and Tatay's frustration in me for not liking music at all. But there's one thing that I am sure of,  I love art. Yes. ART . ART as in ART-e.  ARTE lang talaga. It's my vocation, my calling and my profession. I'm in the summit of my career already and never came across to quitting or  to abdicate my crown of  kaartehan.. Most girls are into art, right? How 'bout you? Ma-Art-e ka rin ba? Haaahhaa