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KABATAAN: PAG-ASA NG BAYAN


“Nasaan na ang mga kabataang nagmamahal sa bayan?”

Nang marinig ko ang katanungang ito, may kung anong kumurot sa aking puso dahil alam kong may punto ito. Nasaan na nga ba ang mga kabataang Pinoy, pag-asa ng bayan, na tinutukoy ni Rizal? Nasaan na nga ba ang dapat sana’y umaakay sa mga nakakatanda at umaalalay sa mga nakakabata?

Napakarami nang mga kabataang Pinoy ang babad sa kaka-selfie para may mai-upload sa kani-kanilang mga social media accounts. Napakaraming kabataang pinoy ang imbes na mag-aral ng mabuti o di kaya’y gumawa ng isang bagay na mainam, ay nagpapaka-addict sa kung anu-anong mga computer games o ‘di kaya nama’y smartphone games. Napakaraming mga kabataang Pinoy ngayon ang mas pinipiling mag-bisyo kaysa matuto.

Ilan na nga bang kabataang Pinoy ang nakakaisip na pagbutihin ang pag-aaral para makagawa ng isang magandang bagay para sa ikakaganda ng buhay ng kanyang pamilya at bayan? Ilan na nga bang kabataang Pinoy ang nagbabasa ng ‘book’ para madagdagan ang kanyang kaalaman imbes na magpaka ‘famous’ sa ‘facebook’? Ilan na nga bang kabataang Pinoy ang nagiging magaling para mapagaling ang kapwa at hindi dahil gusto lang pumunta sa ibang bansa?

Sa mga kagaya kong kabataang Pinoy, ano nga ba ang halaga ng ating mga kabalbalang ginagawa? May mga natitira pa bang handang tumayo sa kinaruruonan at maging magandang halimbawa sa kapwa kabataan? May mga natitira pa bang handang maging ‘buhay na bayani’ sa bansang Pilipinas sa pamamagitan ng pagiging masunuring anak na may takot sa Diyos? May mga natitira pa bang hindi lang ang sarili ang iniisip kundi pati rin ang kapakanan ng mas nakakarami? May mga natitira pa bang hindi nasira ang buhay dahil sa bisyo – sigarilyo, alak, at druga? May natitira pa bang handang tumayo at maniwala na baling araw gaganda rin ang buhay sa Pilipinas, hindi dahil nagsi-puntang ibang bansa ang mga magagaling kundi dahil nagsi-tayuan ang mga kabataang Pinoy at nagsabing, “Tama na ang pananahimik, ang hindi pangingi-alam, ang pagsasawalang-bahala, at ang pagiging tanga”?

Naniniwala pa rin ako na ang mga kabataan ang pag-asa ng bayan. Pa-isa-isa man kaming natatauhan, pero pag lahat na tayo nagsama-sama at tayo mismo ang maging pagbabago na ating hinihiling sa ating bayan, pasa-saan ba’t magbabago nga ito.

Naniniwala pa rin ako na ang mga turo ng mga nakakatanda ang siyang gabay sa aming mga kabataan para maging mas maayos na henerasyon. Kaya sana, sa mga nakakatanda, tayo ay maging tamang ihemplo sa aming mga kabataan.

Sa mga nakakatanda, sana po maging tamang gabay kayo sa aming mga nakakabata para po matupad naming ang sabi ni Rizal na kami ang pag-asa ng bayan.

Sa mga kagaya kong kabataan, sana gawin natin lahat ng makakaya natin hindi lang para mag-enjoy kundi para maging halimbawa sa isa’t-isa. Sana tayo ay maging tunay ngang pag-asa at hindi dahlia ng pagdurusa at pagluluksa ng ating inang bayan.


Ngayong, nalalapit na eleksyon, ako po’y nananawagan sa lahat ng Pilipino na sana bago po natin sulatan an gating mga balota ay alalahanin natin an gating mga anak at magiging anak. Sana alalahanin natin kung ano bang kinabukasan ang gusto natin para sa kanila. Sana hindi tayo maging makasarili at isiping dibale’t pagdating ng panahon ay wala naman na tayo.

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EXPERIENCE DOES MATTER

An elderly couple retired to a country-side in a small isolated cottage overlooking some rugged and rocky heath land.
One morning the woman saw from her window a young man dressed in working clothes walking on the heath, about a hundred miles away. He was carrying a spade and a small case, and he disappeared from view behind a corpse of trees.
The woman thought no more about it but around the same time the next day, she saw the man again, carrying his spade and a small case. And again he disappeared behind the corpse.
The woman mentioned this to her husband, who said he is probably a farmer or a gamekeeper setting traps or performing some country practice that would be perfectly normal and so not to worry.
However, after several more sightings of the young man with the spade over the next two weeks, the woman persuaded her husband to take a stroll – early, before the man tended to arrive – to the corpse of trees to investigate what he was doing.
There they found a surprisingly long and deep trench, rough and uneven to one end and becomes much neater and tidier towards the other end.
“How strange,” the old lady said, “why dig a trench here and in such difficult rocky ground?” and her husband agreed.
Just then the young man appeared – earlier than his usual time.
“You’re early,” said the old woman, making light of their obvious curiosity. “We wondered what you were doing and we also wondered what’s in the case.”
“I’m digging a trench,” said the man, who continued realizing a bigger explanation was appropriate. “I’m actually learning how to dig a trench because the job I’m being interviewed for later today says that experience is essential, so I’m getting the experience. And the case, it’s my lunch in it.”
He got the job.

Sometimes people fail to get the opportunity being laid in front of them because they lack the technical aspect of the knowledge they already have. In employment, you lose the job because you’re not interested enough to get the background needed for it. If you apply for a job, you should know what’s that you’re applying for.
On the other hand, if we see suspicious people don’t assume something’s wrong with them right away. Listen to them. Let them say what’s in it that they are going to say.
Lastly, everyone deserves an explanation.

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A BUCKET, A JUG, AND AN EGG-CUP

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A party of supplier was being given a tour to a mental hospital.
One of the visitors made some very insulting remarks about the patients.
After the tour, the visitors were introduced to various of staffs in the canteen.
The rude visitor chatted with one of the security staffs, Billy, a kindly and wise ex-policeman.
“Are they all raving loonies in here then?” said the rude man.
“Only to the ones who fail the test,” Bill replied.
“What’s the test?” the rude man asked.
“Well, we show them a bath tub full of water, a bucket, a jug, and an egg-cup. We’re going to ask them which one is the quickest way to empty the tub.” answered Billy.
“Oh, I see.” The rude man replied with a sarcastic smile in his face. “The normal ones know it’s the bucket, right?”
“No,” Billy responded. “The normal ones say just pull out the plug. So, should I check if there’s an extra bed for you?”

The story displays judgmental attitude and discrimination. Sometimes, we’re just not in the position to judge certain circumstances as if we know what’s going on and what caused it. Don’t be a smart-ass if you’re not even sure of where you’re standing. You might not know you’re going to drown without your knowledge. Sometimes we become this type of person without us knowing and when we realize it we start looking for excuses. It doesn’t hurt to be HUMBLE!

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ROBBY'S PRODIGY

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At the prodding of my friends, I am writing this story. My name is Mildred Hondorf. I am a former elementary school music teacher from Des Moines, Iowa. I’ve always supplemented my income by teaching piano lessons – something I’ve done for over 30 years. Over the years, I found that children have many levels of musical ability. I’ve never had the pleasure of having a prodigy though I have taught some talented student.
However, I’ve also had my share of what I call ‘musically challenged’ pupils. One of such student is Robby. Robby was eleven years old when his mother – a single mom – dropped him off for his first piano lesson. I prefer that students – especially boys – begin at an earlier age, which I explained to Robby.
Robby said that it was always his mother’s dream to hear him play the piano so I took him as a student. Well, Robby began with his piano lessons and from the beginning I thought that it was a hopeless endeavor. As much as Robby tried, he lacked the sense of tone and basic rhythm needed to excel but he dutifully reviewed his scales and some elementary pieces that I require all my students to learn.
Over the months, he tried and tried while I listened and cringed and tried to encourage him. At the end of each weekly lesson he’d always say, “My mom’s going to hear me play someday.” But it seemed hopeless.
He just did not have any inborn ability. I only knew his mother from a distance as she dropped Robby off or waited in her aged car to pick him up. She always waved and smiled but never stopped in.
Then one day, Robby stopped coming to our lessons. I thought about calling him but I assumed because of his lack of ability that he decided to pursue something else. I also was glad that he stopped coming. He was a bad advertisement for my teaching.
Several weeks later, I mailed to the students’ homes a flyer on the upcoming recital. To my surprise Robby – who received a flyer – asked me if he could be in the recital. I told him that the recital was for current pupils and because he had dropped out, he really did not qualify. He said that his mother had been sick and unable to take him to his piano lessons but he was still practicing. “Miss Hondorf, I’ve just got to play,” he insisted.
I don’t know what led me to allow him to play in the recital. Maybe it was his persistence or maybe it was something inside me saying that it would be alright. The night of the recital came. The high school gymnasium was packed with parents, friends and relatives. I put Robby up last in the program before my finishing piece. I thought that any damage he would do would come up at the end of the program and I could always salvage his poor performance through my ‘curtain closer’.
Well, the recital went off without a hitch. The students had been practicing and it showed. Then Robby came up stage. His clothes were wrinkled and his hair looked like he’d run an egg beater through it. “Why didn’t he dress up like all the other pupils?” I thought. “Why didn’t his mother at least make him comb his hair for this special night?”
Robby pulled out the piano bench and he began. I was surprised when he announced that he had chosen Mozart’s Concerto #21 in C Major. I was not prepared for what I heard next. His fingers were light on the keys. They even danced nimbly on the ivories. He went from pianissimo to fortissimo then from allegro to virtuoso. His suspended chords that Mozart demands were magnificent. Never had I heard Mozart played so well by people his age. After six and a half minutes, he ended in a grand crescendo and everyone was on their feet in wild applause. Overcome and in tears, I ran up on stage and put my arms around Robby in joy. “I’ve never heard you play like that Robby, how’d you do it?”
Through the microphone Robby explained, “Well, Miss Hondorf, remember I told you mom was sick? Actually, she had cancer and passed away this morning. Well, she was born deaf so tonight was the first time she ever heard me play. I wanted to make it special.”
There wasn’t a dry eye in the house that evening. As the people from the Social Services led Robby from the stage to be placed into foster care, I noticed that even their eyes were red and puffy and I thought to myself how much richer my life had been for taking Robby as my pupil.
No, I’ve never had a prodigy before but that night I became a prodigy – of Robby’s. He was the teacher and I was the student for it is he who taught me the meaning of perseverance and love and believing in yourself and maybe even taking a chance in someone and you don’t know why.
 
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