It was a tough experience, I have just been into. I said I'll never cry. Yet, when it was time to bury her, I couldn't help my self but cry, tears of love, joy, anxiety, I don't really know what I exactly felt that moment when we have to left her on the ground. It was my first time since I was already an adult that someone dear to me passed. Now, I know. It was an experience where I have learned a lot, about emotion, about people around, about friendship. I was humbled to see that a lot of other people condoles us.
It was a tough experience, yet, going back to normal life before the event was even tougher. With our culture here in the Philippines, losing someone means losing a lot of energy, money and a whole lot more. I find it hard to go back to work, after the physical stress given on me. I was too tired to even get out of bed. But I had to do it. Got to take this emotion off and be back where I used to so that I can plan my life and family for the better, that, even in my death, they'll be ready. I think my Aunt is still with us, teaching little lessons on reflections and plans.
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Good Bye
It was already two weeks past and she had gone away, my father's sister. If there was a greater being that can control all these things, perhaps, he has some reasons for letting it happen.
My Auntie was a strong personality. She was the 2nd of the nine children of the family that she knew. She was always the better one at annoying my uncles (her brothers) in their drinking session (I grew up in a culture where drinking wine and beer seems status symbol) , criticizing them with their behavior and their way of life, especially the ones close to her. She has always been the big mouth when her brothers are asking for rice from her, and yet, she'll see them drinking and not working at all. She has been their guard ever since. Seems good to me, telling them how to be better. But it does not stop there. In her younger days, she used to yell at my grandmother telling her that she was good only at giving birth and that is all. That she is next to nothing in doing chores and managing their resource. I don't know, it was all legend now.
I don't know if some of them(brothers) are cursing her, or someone is wishing her dead, now she was. Is it carma? Someone's got to pay what someone's taken. A rule I've been keeping since I got this hype on mind and reality. Perhaps, it is a way, that she need to suffer in order to see others helping hands, she need to be cared, for her to see that others are willing to extend their hand over her, she need to be humbled to see how things are different now than when she was still strong. Now she could no longer yell or speak or even whisper. She was silenced by a disease that she strongly objected. She wanted to fight it, but her body cannot. It was all that she could give and it is the end of her road.
To my Father, she was a comrade who when they were still small, was his playmate at the farm and in school. He was so sad, I saw it in his eyes, but he never let a drop of tear fall. Probably showing his leadership for he is the firstborn. Not even during the burial. But way back at home, he almost collapse to see that his younger sister was now gone, to a place that she would never be back. Perhaps, for him, it is better than to see her suffer in pain. He could not take it. Now only the memories remain, good or bad, they all have been buried now in memories.
All I can tell my children was that she had been good in taking care of me when I was a child. Good bye to you now, and we'll see you later.
My Auntie was a strong personality. She was the 2nd of the nine children of the family that she knew. She was always the better one at annoying my uncles (her brothers) in their drinking session (I grew up in a culture where drinking wine and beer seems status symbol) , criticizing them with their behavior and their way of life, especially the ones close to her. She has always been the big mouth when her brothers are asking for rice from her, and yet, she'll see them drinking and not working at all. She has been their guard ever since. Seems good to me, telling them how to be better. But it does not stop there. In her younger days, she used to yell at my grandmother telling her that she was good only at giving birth and that is all. That she is next to nothing in doing chores and managing their resource. I don't know, it was all legend now.
I don't know if some of them(brothers) are cursing her, or someone is wishing her dead, now she was. Is it carma? Someone's got to pay what someone's taken. A rule I've been keeping since I got this hype on mind and reality. Perhaps, it is a way, that she need to suffer in order to see others helping hands, she need to be cared, for her to see that others are willing to extend their hand over her, she need to be humbled to see how things are different now than when she was still strong. Now she could no longer yell or speak or even whisper. She was silenced by a disease that she strongly objected. She wanted to fight it, but her body cannot. It was all that she could give and it is the end of her road.
To my Father, she was a comrade who when they were still small, was his playmate at the farm and in school. He was so sad, I saw it in his eyes, but he never let a drop of tear fall. Probably showing his leadership for he is the firstborn. Not even during the burial. But way back at home, he almost collapse to see that his younger sister was now gone, to a place that she would never be back. Perhaps, for him, it is better than to see her suffer in pain. He could not take it. Now only the memories remain, good or bad, they all have been buried now in memories.
All I can tell my children was that she had been good in taking care of me when I was a child. Good bye to you now, and we'll see you later.
Extending Life
It was late Sunday afternoon when I got a phone call from my sister way back from the other town. My Auntie was in need of blood. She had been confined to a hospital for more than 3 days now and as to what I had observed, she was not getting any better.
She was a cancer patient, breast cancer made her that way. She had her breast cut, put away some muscles and tissues and undergone s chemo-therapy. That was 6 months ago. I thought she would survive. But my thoughts were just plain thoughts. It will never come true. For every day, she is getting weaker and weaker. We don't have enough money to complete her therapy so she has just gotten 3 doses, through the help of some good hearted people. When there is no more hope for the sickness, she was desperate to find ways to live and survive. She resorted to the traditional medicine here in our country, some kind of massage therapy "hilot" as we came to call it here. I don't know what or why she has done it but it somehow amplified the damage and now, she was bedridden for a week.
It is hard to think that she would say goodbye to us for she was my childhood guardian who was always there for me when I needed care. I couldn't think of anything else but to help her ease the pain that she is now enduring. If only I could take half of it, she would be better.
Before it is too late, she was taken to the hospital for a check up, but the doctors insisted that she had to be confined. So she was, and there was an order for her to undergo blood transfusion. I volunteered to be a donor. It was my first time to donate blood and I really know nothing about the process. Somebody said it was painful but I am more than ready to take that small pinch of pain to extend my Aunties dwindling life. How much is a pinch of pin pain than a cancer pain??? It was a priceless gift, though she would never knew it or she would never feel it, still, I should be thankful she had taken care of me while I was young and now it is my turn to bring something back to her. I took the pain, its not really painful, nothing much than a bite of an ant, but to undergo an ordeal with many people thinking I could not do it, is a challenge that I must overcome, and I did. Even till now, she is teaching me lessons in life, though bedridden, I can still recall how strong her personality was.
I would never want to forget her, just like my 2nd mother. I don't want to see her in pain and weary, I'll just want to see her smile once again, though not here, but she will always be alive in my memories.
She was a cancer patient, breast cancer made her that way. She had her breast cut, put away some muscles and tissues and undergone s chemo-therapy. That was 6 months ago. I thought she would survive. But my thoughts were just plain thoughts. It will never come true. For every day, she is getting weaker and weaker. We don't have enough money to complete her therapy so she has just gotten 3 doses, through the help of some good hearted people. When there is no more hope for the sickness, she was desperate to find ways to live and survive. She resorted to the traditional medicine here in our country, some kind of massage therapy "hilot" as we came to call it here. I don't know what or why she has done it but it somehow amplified the damage and now, she was bedridden for a week.
It is hard to think that she would say goodbye to us for she was my childhood guardian who was always there for me when I needed care. I couldn't think of anything else but to help her ease the pain that she is now enduring. If only I could take half of it, she would be better.
Before it is too late, she was taken to the hospital for a check up, but the doctors insisted that she had to be confined. So she was, and there was an order for her to undergo blood transfusion. I volunteered to be a donor. It was my first time to donate blood and I really know nothing about the process. Somebody said it was painful but I am more than ready to take that small pinch of pain to extend my Aunties dwindling life. How much is a pinch of pin pain than a cancer pain??? It was a priceless gift, though she would never knew it or she would never feel it, still, I should be thankful she had taken care of me while I was young and now it is my turn to bring something back to her. I took the pain, its not really painful, nothing much than a bite of an ant, but to undergo an ordeal with many people thinking I could not do it, is a challenge that I must overcome, and I did. Even till now, she is teaching me lessons in life, though bedridden, I can still recall how strong her personality was.
I would never want to forget her, just like my 2nd mother. I don't want to see her in pain and weary, I'll just want to see her smile once again, though not here, but she will always be alive in my memories.
In Search of Greener Greens
I have to find new ways to conquer this widening deficit to our budget, one way I could only think of is to go abroad. I hate it. I really really hate it. It is not that productive when you are always thinking of your loved ones here at home and you are on the other side of the world. This is probably the reason why many citizens of this nation chooses to work for other country, for a more stable cash, better income, better chances, better standard of living, better technology and a whole lot others. It is the only resort people could think of.
But how can I go there when I could not speak their tongue or hear them in my language? How could I ever make transactions with people so foreign to me? Well, I just found out a service that translates languages. IAFL Translation and Interpretation Services of India will do the trick. They can help me to understand people from India, and the Arabs as well as Farsi and a whole lot others. Visit their site and know that they can provide you with your translation needs.
I used to be afraid of the thoughts of going abroad, but now, I am thinking the other way around and with a little help from a well respected company that was translating languages since 1989, I am sure I can do it.
I will have no problem in creating a resume and application letter that these foreign company have. IAFL Translation and Interpretation Services can respond to incoming emails within 1 hour and make my application speaking in their native tongue. What is better with this company is that they are trusted by other well established companies around the world in translating and communicating with Eastern Companies, so why should I bother?
I just need a little more convincing power and encouragement from family members and I will take my flight to the Middle East.
But how can I go there when I could not speak their tongue or hear them in my language? How could I ever make transactions with people so foreign to me? Well, I just found out a service that translates languages. IAFL Translation and Interpretation Services of India will do the trick. They can help me to understand people from India, and the Arabs as well as Farsi and a whole lot others. Visit their site and know that they can provide you with your translation needs.
I used to be afraid of the thoughts of going abroad, but now, I am thinking the other way around and with a little help from a well respected company that was translating languages since 1989, I am sure I can do it.
I will have no problem in creating a resume and application letter that these foreign company have. IAFL Translation and Interpretation Services can respond to incoming emails within 1 hour and make my application speaking in their native tongue. What is better with this company is that they are trusted by other well established companies around the world in translating and communicating with Eastern Companies, so why should I bother?
I just need a little more convincing power and encouragement from family members and I will take my flight to the Middle East.
The Ever Increasing Inflation Rates
This past few days, I've been to another province, I have to go for an errand. I was shocked to find out that my fare was too high, and that I budgeted less, meaning I'll have to skip meals in order to go to my destination. This is one of the effects of too much fluctuations of inflation rate. Disgusting isn't it? I never thought this could have happened. It was too much to be a burden that for an ordinary employee like me, could no longer afford to visit relatives from a neighboring province, You'll need to have a thousand pesos to get a comfortable ride into them, which, is actually, about 130 kms. away from my home. How could I ever get out of this?
I am thinking that I should set up a business. Yet, all I am thinking of have already failed with the trials of other people. Should I think of another or just let myself dive into this dreadful pit of burden? I cannot allow to see my child not to have his basic needs. I cannot take the picture of my son dying of hunger and poverty. What should I do to overcome this crisis? Should I blame this carnal government, whose interest goes with business-politicians and thinks of themselves only, not of the greater number of people whom they swear to serve. Disgusting!
I am thinking that I should set up a business. Yet, all I am thinking of have already failed with the trials of other people. Should I think of another or just let myself dive into this dreadful pit of burden? I cannot allow to see my child not to have his basic needs. I cannot take the picture of my son dying of hunger and poverty. What should I do to overcome this crisis? Should I blame this carnal government, whose interest goes with business-politicians and thinks of themselves only, not of the greater number of people whom they swear to serve. Disgusting!
How Much More can we Take?
Last Saturday, oil companies raised their prices for fuels for the nth times. I don't really know how many times they have raised their prices, but one thing is for sure, fuel prices could swell so high that my motorcycle could no longer afford to take in what I used to put in. Is this an economy our government boast of?
As we all know, when fuel prices go up, all other things that uses it also goes up in prices. Rice in the some parts of this country is now sold at almost average PhP 45.00 per kilogram. What more can we eat? leftover bananas? Potato tops? Camote tops? Though they contain the same nutrient as rice, their prices are also blowing up. What could be left for Juan Dela Cruz to eat? What about the poor, how are they to eat with these price increase in food? How could a family of 5 hold its decent living with a small income, and high inflation rate?
Their price increase was not yet finished, before this week ends, another round of increase is expected? What can I afford now to fuel my ride? To light my home? To feed my family? With only PhP 8,000.00 (about US$200) take home pay every month, how am I to budget that with these price increases? These companies (oil retailers and refiners) have pumped out their wealth from us, ordinary people who cannot avoid but use their product. When can we move away from them? What is the government doing with the situation? Do they have a program that helps to develop programs/system/products that will do away with these money hogs? I think it is time that this government should give priority to scientist who can develop technologies that should help the people and not to drag the people to slavery and poverty. Or, maybe, they are doing nothing because these companies told them so? Is it the reason? Now tell me, do we have any more hope for this nation?
As we all know, when fuel prices go up, all other things that uses it also goes up in prices. Rice in the some parts of this country is now sold at almost average PhP 45.00 per kilogram. What more can we eat? leftover bananas? Potato tops? Camote tops? Though they contain the same nutrient as rice, their prices are also blowing up. What could be left for Juan Dela Cruz to eat? What about the poor, how are they to eat with these price increase in food? How could a family of 5 hold its decent living with a small income, and high inflation rate?
Their price increase was not yet finished, before this week ends, another round of increase is expected? What can I afford now to fuel my ride? To light my home? To feed my family? With only PhP 8,000.00 (about US$200) take home pay every month, how am I to budget that with these price increases? These companies (oil retailers and refiners) have pumped out their wealth from us, ordinary people who cannot avoid but use their product. When can we move away from them? What is the government doing with the situation? Do they have a program that helps to develop programs/system/products that will do away with these money hogs? I think it is time that this government should give priority to scientist who can develop technologies that should help the people and not to drag the people to slavery and poverty. Or, maybe, they are doing nothing because these companies told them so? Is it the reason? Now tell me, do we have any more hope for this nation?
Who is to Blame?
There was a hostage taking that happened yesterday in a nearby town, about 55 kms. from our place, a man with a gun and a dagger catch up a bus and along the way fired at two individuals and took everyone else hostage. After four hours of negotiations, police have to do something and they come inside the bus and killed the man.
Here comes the questions, why does it have to come into this? What could have probably triggered the man to got up and hostage the victims? Why does he needed to die? What now becomes of him? Who should be blamed for this event?
Though I am not blaming the police for such a harsh action, I am even admiring their courage to do such a horrible decision. Maybe a deeper analogy is needed for this kind of event. What are the things that should be considered? What are the reasons we need to understand why such an event happened and what can we do to avoid the next recurrence of it. Should we also ask or look into our government policies on this?
According to the news, the man has a wife and children. They are a typical family living in this country. The man works, assigned to other places where his work should ask of him, and his wife took care of the kids. His depression came when he learned that he was being fooled by his wife playing around. In a conservative society like this, fathers are expecting their wives to be faithful and taking the best care to their children.
It seems a simple problem, just let go of it, but it is not. All of the man's effort to earn were just not enough. He is willing to exchange his family's time for a little reward, as I have told before, this has to come with what is the priority.
Hostages said that the man storied to them that he wasn't yet sleeping for two days straight and got no other food intake. This would make him really feel the sting of hunger and long hours of wakefulness. It would make him crazy and crazy he becomes, shooting two victims without any apparent reasons, simply saying that his wife cheated on him. It is really hard to comprehend how could such an event happen. Should you blame the man who was deprived of sanity because of hunger and sleeplessness due to work duty? How does the police reacted to it? They are brave enough to talk with the man, trying persuade him to stop his actions and surrender, they even give him noodles to it something, yet, he would again remember his wife and would point his gun to someone. Until finally, after four hours of negotiation, they decided to take him down. He came out of the bus, dead. Is this step humanitarian? What was the reaction of the commission on human rights? What about the other hostages that was endangered during the shootout? Is it worth the trauma?
Does the system really hold some security for the passengers of this public buses or should we again sit and study how these buses operate and put a better security system that will secure our passengers? A lot of hold-ups and robbery happens during travel, especially with this bus company, What can the administration do to lessen these cruel events from happening?
Here comes the questions, why does it have to come into this? What could have probably triggered the man to got up and hostage the victims? Why does he needed to die? What now becomes of him? Who should be blamed for this event?
Though I am not blaming the police for such a harsh action, I am even admiring their courage to do such a horrible decision. Maybe a deeper analogy is needed for this kind of event. What are the things that should be considered? What are the reasons we need to understand why such an event happened and what can we do to avoid the next recurrence of it. Should we also ask or look into our government policies on this?
According to the news, the man has a wife and children. They are a typical family living in this country. The man works, assigned to other places where his work should ask of him, and his wife took care of the kids. His depression came when he learned that he was being fooled by his wife playing around. In a conservative society like this, fathers are expecting their wives to be faithful and taking the best care to their children.
It seems a simple problem, just let go of it, but it is not. All of the man's effort to earn were just not enough. He is willing to exchange his family's time for a little reward, as I have told before, this has to come with what is the priority.
Hostages said that the man storied to them that he wasn't yet sleeping for two days straight and got no other food intake. This would make him really feel the sting of hunger and long hours of wakefulness. It would make him crazy and crazy he becomes, shooting two victims without any apparent reasons, simply saying that his wife cheated on him. It is really hard to comprehend how could such an event happen. Should you blame the man who was deprived of sanity because of hunger and sleeplessness due to work duty? How does the police reacted to it? They are brave enough to talk with the man, trying persuade him to stop his actions and surrender, they even give him noodles to it something, yet, he would again remember his wife and would point his gun to someone. Until finally, after four hours of negotiation, they decided to take him down. He came out of the bus, dead. Is this step humanitarian? What was the reaction of the commission on human rights? What about the other hostages that was endangered during the shootout? Is it worth the trauma?
Does the system really hold some security for the passengers of this public buses or should we again sit and study how these buses operate and put a better security system that will secure our passengers? A lot of hold-ups and robbery happens during travel, especially with this bus company, What can the administration do to lessen these cruel events from happening?
How could they?
My wife works in a government institution helping people with their needs. One project of our local government is to provide cheap homes for the servicemen like my wife who works for them. At one point, it seems good that this government still thinks for their workers.
But then, another thing rose, at about the time it was conceptualized, engineers and department heads are already spinning their heads for better place in the area. Then it happened, some are ordered to pay 500 pesos 5 year amortization for a 120 square meter lot while others are paying 480 for the same space. What could spell the difference? When asked, the engineering office simply says that those paying 500 have locations better than those paying 480. Well, this sounds ok, but not in the true sense. Why? It is because location was not chosen but drawn. Should this be acceptable reason???
This was not yet the problem. Because of the draw lots, heads of departments came to a place that was near a creek. It was a sloping pieces of land, off course, it wont be good for them to own such a place. Planners then, decided that the plan of the whole subdivided lots be turned upside down so that those placed at the front will now be placed at the back where the sloping land was. How rude! Employees will not dose with sentiments if they haven't change the plans. It was showed to them, the original plan, then, drawn their lots, and now, suddenly, changed the plans to what should suit them. Is it not horrible how these people is using the government to step ahead further than other people? How rude? How could they do this to people in their own ranks? Such a horrible thing to think that this is one of the classic examples of graft and corrupt practices that leads to a much bigger, more horrible transactions happening in the national government. This is how sick our system is. And we, ourselves could no longer take any cure. A sick and dangerous system of governance and society. I do hope that it die and never to be revived again.
But then, another thing rose, at about the time it was conceptualized, engineers and department heads are already spinning their heads for better place in the area. Then it happened, some are ordered to pay 500 pesos 5 year amortization for a 120 square meter lot while others are paying 480 for the same space. What could spell the difference? When asked, the engineering office simply says that those paying 500 have locations better than those paying 480. Well, this sounds ok, but not in the true sense. Why? It is because location was not chosen but drawn. Should this be acceptable reason???
This was not yet the problem. Because of the draw lots, heads of departments came to a place that was near a creek. It was a sloping pieces of land, off course, it wont be good for them to own such a place. Planners then, decided that the plan of the whole subdivided lots be turned upside down so that those placed at the front will now be placed at the back where the sloping land was. How rude! Employees will not dose with sentiments if they haven't change the plans. It was showed to them, the original plan, then, drawn their lots, and now, suddenly, changed the plans to what should suit them. Is it not horrible how these people is using the government to step ahead further than other people? How rude? How could they do this to people in their own ranks? Such a horrible thing to think that this is one of the classic examples of graft and corrupt practices that leads to a much bigger, more horrible transactions happening in the national government. This is how sick our system is. And we, ourselves could no longer take any cure. A sick and dangerous system of governance and society. I do hope that it die and never to be revived again.
Politician's Waiting Shed
This country was blessed with a tropical climate that only serve 2 conditions, rainy days and hot dry summer. There was, most of the time, dry sunny days during school days, only when it is mid July to September when the hardest rains hit the land, they call it moonsoon rains. During this period, it is hard for a public commuter like me to catch a ride from a jeepney especially when I'm on a rush.
To solve such an discomfort for the people, waiting sheds have been erected. Politicians boasts their projects, most of them, waiting sheds. Many of these, sub-standards, could not even hide you from rain if it rained with certain winds. You'll get wet, even inside these waiting sheds.
But that supposedly solution, has also become more of a problem, I think.
One, it has been a case of graft and corrupt practices for politicians here in the Philippines. Many of these sub-standard waiting sheds caused 5 to 10 times more than they should. These sheds caused more, in almost every corner, you'll see one. Even along the major hi-ways, numerous numbers of these waiting sheds can be seen, all of them, produced by politicians. There was no definite design to standardize them, you won't even see a toilet (portable or installed) near it that when you need to pee, you simply go to the back wall of the shed and release!
Another thing, it has been a major attitude changer for Filipinos riding public transport. Jeepneys would stop anywhere, where there are people waiting, not minding other users of the road. It has spoiled the commuters that they would stop the bus or jeepney to the nearest possible site to their destination. Is it the driver or the commuter that should be blamed for traffic? I think, providing standard waiting shed and terminal at designated places will lessen traffic, would provide discipline among us, would save more of our energy. Look at Singapore, even taxi's won't bother to stop at you when you are not on the right waiting / passenger terminal or shed.
Due to poverty, this sheds had also become home for those without home, hideouts / posts for sub-culture groups like fraternities and gangs, vendor's business places, and vandals favorite areas. Some people even rob these sheds of roof and posts to use in making their huts. During the nights, you won't feel safe waiting in these sheds when you see groups of young men drinking, or doing the pot, or just chatting in there, you'll feel like if someone of them made fun of you and you retaliate, all of them would come banging your face. It has been a territorial post for them.
Can't this politicians think of other useful projects to make the community worthwhile? Why not conduct business seminars, or host projects to kick start a business that would help generate income to the poor ones? With so many people without a job, or not in school or in any other worthwhile activity, they could think of nothing good but to associate with people like them and plan things that we are regretting. How many have died because of gang wars and frat wars? How many got involved in hold-ups and robberies, all done in waiting sheds and dark places near it?
I think, it is time that this politicians think not only of themselves but also think for the general good of the people, not limiting projects to waiting sheds but to think further for progress.
To solve such an discomfort for the people, waiting sheds have been erected. Politicians boasts their projects, most of them, waiting sheds. Many of these, sub-standards, could not even hide you from rain if it rained with certain winds. You'll get wet, even inside these waiting sheds.
But that supposedly solution, has also become more of a problem, I think.
One, it has been a case of graft and corrupt practices for politicians here in the Philippines. Many of these sub-standard waiting sheds caused 5 to 10 times more than they should. These sheds caused more, in almost every corner, you'll see one. Even along the major hi-ways, numerous numbers of these waiting sheds can be seen, all of them, produced by politicians. There was no definite design to standardize them, you won't even see a toilet (portable or installed) near it that when you need to pee, you simply go to the back wall of the shed and release!
Another thing, it has been a major attitude changer for Filipinos riding public transport. Jeepneys would stop anywhere, where there are people waiting, not minding other users of the road. It has spoiled the commuters that they would stop the bus or jeepney to the nearest possible site to their destination. Is it the driver or the commuter that should be blamed for traffic? I think, providing standard waiting shed and terminal at designated places will lessen traffic, would provide discipline among us, would save more of our energy. Look at Singapore, even taxi's won't bother to stop at you when you are not on the right waiting / passenger terminal or shed.
Due to poverty, this sheds had also become home for those without home, hideouts / posts for sub-culture groups like fraternities and gangs, vendor's business places, and vandals favorite areas. Some people even rob these sheds of roof and posts to use in making their huts. During the nights, you won't feel safe waiting in these sheds when you see groups of young men drinking, or doing the pot, or just chatting in there, you'll feel like if someone of them made fun of you and you retaliate, all of them would come banging your face. It has been a territorial post for them.
Can't this politicians think of other useful projects to make the community worthwhile? Why not conduct business seminars, or host projects to kick start a business that would help generate income to the poor ones? With so many people without a job, or not in school or in any other worthwhile activity, they could think of nothing good but to associate with people like them and plan things that we are regretting. How many have died because of gang wars and frat wars? How many got involved in hold-ups and robberies, all done in waiting sheds and dark places near it?
I think, it is time that this politicians think not only of themselves but also think for the general good of the people, not limiting projects to waiting sheds but to think further for progress.
The Problem of the Hungry Tummy
Yesterday, I have watched a tv program campaigning for the reduction of green house gases emission, they say that global warming is already being felt and that we are nearing our doomsday if we do nothing about it.
I have nothing against the idea, it was true that global warming is an ill fate that we will face in the future if we just shrug our shoulders and do nothing. Yet, is it worth noting and thinking about it when the people of this land is suffering from hunger and poverty? What is to survive the calamities of the weather when we are to die of hunger? Could you think logical when you crave for food and shelter?
The idea is not to simplify this things. Yes, I can manage my waste, but, to other fellows who only have 20 cents a day for the meal of a family of seven, do you think they would still care? This comes hand in hand with the government policies. Prioritize to solve the immediate needs of the people before digging deeper into other cancers of society. Our need is to be fed and felt the assurance that we could still live for the next five or ten years. With an ever increasing prices of basic food like rice, fish, and meat, how can a family of seven survive for the next five years when there is less and less job opportunities? It is a sad thing to note that people here in the Philippines, especially the poorest ones, are satisfying themselves from the leftovers of few people who could afford hotels and restaurants. There is one meal that they call continental, just because it is the surplus of continental hotel, which is being sold to them at P30.00 per kilo. How degrading, these leftovers are dug up from trash cans. Would you dare to eat like that?
In my opinion, this government should properly use time and priorities, act now, save our people from poverty and all else will follow. If we have a healthy people, they would refrain from other crimes to the planet and to other citizens. Act now, fast.
I have nothing against the idea, it was true that global warming is an ill fate that we will face in the future if we just shrug our shoulders and do nothing. Yet, is it worth noting and thinking about it when the people of this land is suffering from hunger and poverty? What is to survive the calamities of the weather when we are to die of hunger? Could you think logical when you crave for food and shelter?
The idea is not to simplify this things. Yes, I can manage my waste, but, to other fellows who only have 20 cents a day for the meal of a family of seven, do you think they would still care? This comes hand in hand with the government policies. Prioritize to solve the immediate needs of the people before digging deeper into other cancers of society. Our need is to be fed and felt the assurance that we could still live for the next five or ten years. With an ever increasing prices of basic food like rice, fish, and meat, how can a family of seven survive for the next five years when there is less and less job opportunities? It is a sad thing to note that people here in the Philippines, especially the poorest ones, are satisfying themselves from the leftovers of few people who could afford hotels and restaurants. There is one meal that they call continental, just because it is the surplus of continental hotel, which is being sold to them at P30.00 per kilo. How degrading, these leftovers are dug up from trash cans. Would you dare to eat like that?
In my opinion, this government should properly use time and priorities, act now, save our people from poverty and all else will follow. If we have a healthy people, they would refrain from other crimes to the planet and to other citizens. Act now, fast.
The Importance of Family
I have to deviate from my previous post topics that deals mainly with the issues of the governance and social system. This time, I would like to talk about the family.
I was always confronted with the question of what is more important, providing for your family's need or strengthen family ties and lead them not into drugs and bad peers.
I don't really know if my choice was right or wrong, or weather it is acceptable to many or not. It has always been a question of what is your priority in life. For me, I chose the later. I still believe that family ties and teaching the children proper values would conquer our need for better life. Though I cannot deny the urge is strong for me to choose a work that would provide better living for my family, I cannot leave them and go abroad.
Being an observer, I have seen a lot of families, though rich and wealthy of worldly possessions, whose members lacks the morals and values that for most of us, should come naturally. I have seen families broken and children going no where but drugs and vices that would tragically lead to crimes and before everyone knew it, it was already too late.
This thought came to me late last year and ever since I realize the effects of it, I loose the appetite of going to a faraway land to work and earn lots of money. Though we are on a tight budget here in this miserable country, I think, it is still best to stay and earn just enough to make my family alive for a month.
I hate to see my children grow without me, and the guidance of a father. I could never forgive myself if ever that happens. I just wish that this government would not forget its people, find ways to make life bearable and light. I still believe in the Filipino people.
I was always confronted with the question of what is more important, providing for your family's need or strengthen family ties and lead them not into drugs and bad peers.
I don't really know if my choice was right or wrong, or weather it is acceptable to many or not. It has always been a question of what is your priority in life. For me, I chose the later. I still believe that family ties and teaching the children proper values would conquer our need for better life. Though I cannot deny the urge is strong for me to choose a work that would provide better living for my family, I cannot leave them and go abroad.
Being an observer, I have seen a lot of families, though rich and wealthy of worldly possessions, whose members lacks the morals and values that for most of us, should come naturally. I have seen families broken and children going no where but drugs and vices that would tragically lead to crimes and before everyone knew it, it was already too late.
This thought came to me late last year and ever since I realize the effects of it, I loose the appetite of going to a faraway land to work and earn lots of money. Though we are on a tight budget here in this miserable country, I think, it is still best to stay and earn just enough to make my family alive for a month.
I hate to see my children grow without me, and the guidance of a father. I could never forgive myself if ever that happens. I just wish that this government would not forget its people, find ways to make life bearable and light. I still believe in the Filipino people.
What do I Offer for a Change?
It has been a while since I last posted something in here. I was just too busy thinking, what could I be contributing to this society that was burying itself more and more in the quick sand of chaos and disorder? Does this country still feels something worth mentioning? Do we really need something else to be free and be responsible for all the things that is happening now? Where is hope? What have become of it?
I was always saddened lately by the news around my country, making me feel so stressed out and left with no energy, not even the guts to write on this blog. I have failed. That is what I felt. I have failed. I could give nothing more because, I, myself is a failure.
Was it just because of something that was not attained or done that gives me this feeling? Lately, I felt like I'm feeling that nauseating breeze that I used to breath when I'm still a fifth grader. I missed it, but going into it once again reminds me a lot of things that I dreamed of, and should have been prioritized before but I have failed to do. Now, I am considered a failure.
This country, Philippines, has a lot of things happening just because they are needed to happen, yet, my countrymen doesn't care. I am a public school teacher. A servant for my people, yet, I cannot feel that I am effective. Last graduation, I have more than 10 students that should have been dropped out of the list of graduates, these students failed, failed to attend my class, failed to submit requirements, failed to pass the exams, all for 2 semesters. Yet, they were able to go upstage and took their high school diploma with them. I thought, it will be helpful, but my conscience is killing me. How could I be unfair to other students? This was not my idea. It was by the virtue of advisers who kept begging me to pass their students and simply ask for projects like books. I failed with them when I gave my self up and let them go.
Now, tell me, when these things happen here in small school which is a small institution in this country, how could the country be better? If would simply count its effect in geometric multiples, it will be gigantic. That will be the reason why this country is still sinking. Tell me, what must I do for change?
I was always saddened lately by the news around my country, making me feel so stressed out and left with no energy, not even the guts to write on this blog. I have failed. That is what I felt. I have failed. I could give nothing more because, I, myself is a failure.
Was it just because of something that was not attained or done that gives me this feeling? Lately, I felt like I'm feeling that nauseating breeze that I used to breath when I'm still a fifth grader. I missed it, but going into it once again reminds me a lot of things that I dreamed of, and should have been prioritized before but I have failed to do. Now, I am considered a failure.
This country, Philippines, has a lot of things happening just because they are needed to happen, yet, my countrymen doesn't care. I am a public school teacher. A servant for my people, yet, I cannot feel that I am effective. Last graduation, I have more than 10 students that should have been dropped out of the list of graduates, these students failed, failed to attend my class, failed to submit requirements, failed to pass the exams, all for 2 semesters. Yet, they were able to go upstage and took their high school diploma with them. I thought, it will be helpful, but my conscience is killing me. How could I be unfair to other students? This was not my idea. It was by the virtue of advisers who kept begging me to pass their students and simply ask for projects like books. I failed with them when I gave my self up and let them go.
Now, tell me, when these things happen here in small school which is a small institution in this country, how could the country be better? If would simply count its effect in geometric multiples, it will be gigantic. That will be the reason why this country is still sinking. Tell me, what must I do for change?
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