Thursday, February 10, 2011

TO THE DALAGUETNON YOUTH: DO NOT BE AFRAID OF YOUR ROLE IN NATION-BUILDING!


“Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I dedicated you, a prophet to the nations I appointed you. ‘Ah, Lord God! I said. I know not how to speak; I am too young. But the Lord answered me, ‘Say not, “I am too young.” To whomever I send you, you shall go; whatever I command you, you shall speak. Have no fear before them, because I am with you to deliver you,’ says the Lord.”
(Jeremiah 1:5-8)
The young Hebrew prophet Jeremiah is indeed a typical youth--reluctant of power, uncomfortable of being on hold of responsibility. He seems contented to live a life free of care, of imminent dangers, or of leading his nation. For him, looking after the affairs of the state belonged to the seasoned and the physically and intellectually strong adults. Give him anything but a role in politics and in public service. That’s a Jeremiah youth. And undoubtedly, we can see many Jeremiahs in our youth today.

These youth believe that their role is only a spectator, an observer of our nation’s spectacle as it unfolds in its garish mundaneness. But, they are wrong.



         Unknown to most of them, the burden set and prepared before them might come in a bit of a shock if they will realize that they are enlisted as essential agents of nation-building. As Article 2, section 13 of the 1986 Constitution puts it, “The State recognizes the vital role of the youth in nation-building and shall protect and promote their physical, moral, spiritual, intellectual and social well-being. It shall inculcate in the youth patriotism and nationalism, and encourage their involvement in public and civic affairs.” Its enabling law, R.A. 7160 or The Local Government Code of 1991, puts the Sangguniang Kabataan in-charge of all the Katipunan ng Kabataan to enhance their social, political, economic, cultural, intellectual, moral, spiritual and physical development. Any idea of national development is considered fictitious without the active participation of the youth in it. National development, thus, is like a relay race. The old generation passes on the stick to the waiting team. And to win the race, this waiting team needs to run and play their part well.

Overwhelming isn’t it? This burden together with the current trends presented in various media pressures the youth in a disturbing manner. In screens, monitors, radio, and in print, the youth are presented as humans capable of anything grownups think as impossible. They are shown as young people who have dreams, passion and hopes. Majority of them are impatient and dynamic. Therefore, their bubbling enthusiasm has to be regulated and utilized. Their surplus power has to be exploited for the welfare of the country. And, with proper guidance and direction, these things can bring them in the forefront of national development.  Ako ang simula, ako mismo—they are not supposed to sit back and relax. They have a role to play, and they cannot make their innocence as an excuse to be lame or weak in this role. They’ll fail frustrated if they cannot do their job. They have the power. They only have to realize it. For anything to come out, it presupposes that it is already inside. Thus, the youth must bear in mind that they have brains and not just a spinal cord. If they plunge themselves into this scene, they’ll realize that their reticence is baseless and that their fears sprang only from phantoms and delusions made only by themselves.



St. William Parish Youth Coordinating Council, Christmas Party

Unfortunately, ideals are easier said than done. The enthusiasm and bravado of the youth are oftentimes met with objections coming from no other than their immediate models—their parents. These parents chastise their children for not meeting their expectations, for not conforming and for not obeying commands. As the song Perfect tells us, “Hey dad, look at me. Think back and talk to me. Didn’t I grow up according to plan? Do you think I’m wasting my time doing things I wanna do, but it hurts when you disapprove all along? And now I try hard to make it. I just want to make you proud. I’ll never gonna be good enough for you. I can’t pretend that I’m alright; and you can’t change me! ‘Cause you lost it all. Nothing lasts forever. Sorry, I can’t be perfect… ” And true enough to mimesis, this common reaction of grownups to the young hinders the creative process to effect favorable changes in the youth’s psyche.

Parents need not confuse these ideas with discipline. Of course they have to be firm, but they must be creative in doing so. Because what the youth needs is understanding and an open mind, they are not to impose strict prescriptions of their unrealized childhood wishes. They need to allot plenty of room for mistakes and patience. And I guess any grownup who contemplates into becoming a procreator of a child vital in nation-building needs to secure a degree in Psychology and Human Growth and Development. Or else, the youth will fail.


The Youth... fun-filled stage...

If there is any weakness in the production of children, this comes from those who produce them. Children have never been very good at listening to their elders, but they have never failed to imitate them. Problem parents tend to produce problem children. Problem children tend to grow up into problem adults and problem adults tend to produce more problem children. And the cycle continues.

Anyway, enough of that dismal process; let us go back to the Dalaguetnon youth. Well, they might have to feel weary of their responsibilities in nation-building at first. That would be an expected reaction. Later on, this will be abated by various realizations. Their tech-savvy and muscled fingers, they’ll realize, are not only built for online gaming but also for surfing relevant information to make them adept in their role. For this, they might as well be labeled as, at a loss for something more original, Generation Z, because they follow Generations X and Y. They've also been referred to as Generation Net or "iGen," since they've never known a world without the Internet.

Being aware of their role from the good people and from the many plugged screens they face everyday, the youth developed seasons of wishing they could die gloriously instead of just being grocery clerks and going on with their humdrum lives. Virility and arthritis-free joints enhance these thoughts. And the goal of realizing ideals—ideal society, culture, and environment, becomes clear and attainable objectives.


LWYD @ San Carlos Seminary

Moreover, their education and their attitude towards work will also play a part in the success of their career in public service. A sound set of values would also be of great help. Soon they would realize the urgency of doing the best in everything they do and of serving without expecting anything in return. Models of good values critically chosen by the Church, schools and their families remind them to be good citizens but not self-righteous individuals.

Whoah! That might be a tall order, but they can do it if they would only remember to have a vision and set their trust from a heavenly altitude—God. Like Jeremiah, the offer to serve appeared overpowering to them. But like Jeremiah, if they would consider God as the wellspring of their strength and wisdom to lead, then they would be great leaders and excellent partners in nation-building. God sees great things in the youth. The youth need not worry for they are created to have the role they should play.

Luckily, the Dalaguetnon youth have always been showing signs of exemplary attitude towards responsibility. Gatherings concerning societal issues are not in absence of large representations from the youth. They are concerned; they are conscious. These set them as a cut from the rest. But beyond that, the Dalaguetnon youth today, apart from being conscious individuals, has every arrow pointing in the direction of continued high expectations and optimism. Things might be bad sometimes, but they think THEY will make it. Take it from somebody who knows.


Leo Carlo D. Casinillo, 24 years old
Former SK Chairman; presently a Second-Term Barangay Councilor of Consolacion, Dalaguete; San Guillermo PYCC Internal V-Pres; and a Faculty Member and Student Activity Coordinator of St. Mary’s Academy.

Monday, May 3, 2010

Baguio: The Three of Us Together in the City of Pines

         This trip is very significant in my life. All of us three, Mom, Jam and I are all in this together. I think a trip like this will never happen again... :(

         
My brother Jam, Mom, and I...


        It's been a while since my elder brother worked in the business district of Makati. He is not a businessman nor anything that is in your mind right now but a pseudo-electrical engineer. He took up this five-year degree program of BSEE, and after failing his first licensure exam, called it quits. 

         My brother told us he's doing office work in a big construction company which is building a condo in Makati. After being away for some family occasions like Christmas and Birthdays, Mom wanted to see if her favorite son is doing well... So, one summer day we packed up our bags and called him we're coming...

         Mom and I boarded a Cebu Pacific flight to Manila. And after an uneventful hour, landed in imperial Manila...

The three of us decided to meet at MOA... We ate our dinner, stroll and then shopped for the long journey to Baguio City the following day...


This is how he looked like when we met him... Mom said my brother doesn't look well... Perhaps he's having a hard time in his place... She's so concerned... Her level of paranoia is exceedingly at its best... I told her that it is the look of an independent young man living an enjoyable life of freedom... Jam did not say a word... Later, we ate in silence...



          That's how we are in our family.  Mom is a single parent. And thus, we may not have the best kind of life, she always sees to it that we are in our way to success. With this, we may have our misunderstandings and differences, but we value each other. I, for one, do believe that at the end of the day, only our family is left to help us... DO YOU %&@!# UNDERSTAND??? GOOD!!!

         Oh yeah! Haha... After shopping at MOA's Hypermarket for some clothes and food, food, and more food for the long journey, we found a place to stay but not sleep for the night. We have to go to Victory Liner Terminal at Pasay Station at 2:00 AM...

The air-conditioned bus for the 6-8 hours travel to Baguio... Whew!


Are we there yet??? Nope, its 204 KM more... Ahhh... Ok... zzzzZZZZZz!!!!


I think we traveled in the Subic-Clark North Luzon Expressways... and after two stops for restroom and food, I think somewhere in Pangasinan and Tarlac, I noticed that we are on high elevation already... This ad is great, isn't it?


A sign said we are already in Benguet... This is a tunnel constructed in cooperation with the Japanese Government...

         When we arrived in the city, it is only then that I realized that Baguio City is in Benguet Province... And that, people relate themselves to Igorots even if they are not native-looking like our usual misconception...

         Men waving brochures about this hotel and that apartment welcomed us when we climbed down the bus... We hailed an FX (non-AC.) I think there is no aircon taxi in this place...

         The place is really cool. It's the first week of May. It's sunny, but there's a fine drizzle and light wind... "W.O.W!!! I've only read and seen this in books and magazines, but now I'm in here!," I told myself... Atek!!! Haha!

         We told the driver to bring us to Legarda St. because the apartment where we are to stay is there waiting...


We stayed here at Prince Plaza Hotel and Apartelle...


This is where we stayed... It has a living room, kitchen and dining area, two spacious bedrooms and great restrooms...

       We ate lunch at a nearby grillhouse  before we boarded another FX to bring us to Mines View Park...

Mines View Park is jam-packed with people...


The place is tainted with tourism... Everywhere you look, everything is commercialized...


Do you like strawberries??? 

Senior Citizens Enterprise... Have your picture taken with them wearing an Igorot Costume for, I think it was, Php 15.00...


Hahaha!!! What do you think???


The little girl said, "Eto po si Cha-cha, mabait po s'ya... Papicture po kayo 20 pesos lang..."  Hmmm... I was about to, however, my brother stole a shot... Now it's free... (Even dogs here are trained not to be shy in front of cameras.)


The tourists in there own country...

         After buying Baguio shirts, strawberry keychains and other souvenir items, we boarded a jeepney enroute to Wright Park...

At Php 300.oo per hour, you can ride this ginormous steeds... Hahaha!!! Bangs!!! Wright Park stinks of horse urine... The smell is all over the place...


We passed this by... The place sells almost all kinds of stuff...

In Wright Park, we climbed this to go to The Mansion House...


Whew... the climb was just right... Let's rest and have this picture taken...


Nearby, Henna Tattoo artists have a comfortable location...


 Across the gates of The Mansion...

The heritage marker saying it all...


Welcome to The Mansion!!! The Official Summer Residence of the President of the Republic of the Philippines!!!

          After The Mansion, we opted to go back to the Apartelle to leave the things we bought...

A view from our window... Like in the Korean-soap...

        We went out late in the afternoon and walked downtown toward Burnham Park... Our place is just near the famed Lake...


The Burnham Lake... Look at the upper right part of the picture, that's SM Baguio... No aircon too because of the cool climate...


Buttered and cheesy sweet corns in the park...


It's almost dark; darn it, it's already dark and we're still on a Swan boat in the lake...

        We ate grilled bangus, pork belly and Baliwag lechon for dinner...

 Our window... The Korean restobars and other places for nightlife began to stir...


The following day, we ate canned tuna, eggs and corned beef... We hailed a taxi after and traversed the Baguio morning toward La Trinidad, Benguet's Strawberry Farm...


Baguio is sprouting with a lot of houses, hotels, inns, lodging houses, clubs, apartments and resorts.. It's so congested...


Inside the FX...


These are the plots in their Strawberry Farm...


My hand held Strawberry... Pick the berries yourself for a fee... not for free, for a fee...


This man is picking the damaged berries...  He said that they have not applied pesticides to the crops that is why slugs have eaten some which have not been picked right away... He said further that they're going to make these damaged ones into STRAWBERRY JAM... What??? After slugs have eaten half of them, you're gonna let us eat it??? Man, that's delicious!!! :D... LOL!


NEVER MIND THE SLUGS!!! Apart from Strawberry Jam, they're gonna stir a few scoops of this strawberry whatchamacallit to my favorite STRAWBERRY TAHO!!! T_T I really miss this...

       Next on our custom-made itinerary is a stop in the Philippine Military Academy at Fort Pilar back in the outskirts of Baguio City...

The Melchor Hall of PMA...


How are you feeling Cadets???


The place is like a resort... Tsk... I wonder if the officers had this eye for aesthetics...


A shot confirming my being a frustrated photographer... Do you see the bee???


I dunno what this monument behind us is...


 COURAGE...INTEGRITY...LOYALTY!!!


Fighter planes, helicopters, tanks and machine guns were on display...


Before going out, the FX stopped by the guard house and I recovered my ID... All visitors in the PMA need to leave identification (one in a group.)


Everything became so fast... This is the Victory Liner Terminal in Baguio... We're now going back...


Back to Manila...


SM City Tarlac announced this... Sigh!

         We arrived in Manila and zzzZZZZZZZZZZZZ.... so tired...

          My brother has to go to work early the next day so he opted to stay in his place... We said our goodbyes...  

Next day, we went somewhere in Manila Bay...


The Boulevard... 


... And the Street Urchins...


... I wanted to ride MRT... This is the ticket booth...

It's awesome... (I have to stand even if there are a lot of seats left to have this picture taken... LOL) My smile is so fake... haha!


Ahh.. Ok... Just in case...


I think we came down in the last stop in TRINOMA... Just look at this ad... VINDICATED AND HANDS DOWN ARE MY FAVORITES!!!


After Trinoma, we went to Glorrieta to take our lunch...

        It was almost time to go... So we prepared for our flight... We went to NAIA Terminal 3... Checked in... and boarded another CePac flight now going to Cebu...

         The Directress of the school where I work texted me of my whereabouts... We have a seminar today... Sigh! Off for work...