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The Essential Filipino PDF Print E-mail
Written by black orchid mother ignacia ministry   
Wednesday, 30 December 2009 08:30

THE ESSENTIAL FILIPINO

discovering dreams

-

a british journalist breezed

into manila with an

assignment to write about

‘the essential filipino’

he smiled confidently over

his easy assignment

relishing the free tour

as complementary reward

-

for three days, he ran

around searching he

rejected the business

district of makati which r

eminded him of cold and

calculating london he went

to historical places in

intramuros but saw only a

glimpse of the past

not the present

-

next he tried the native

cuisine at market market

delicious yes, but nothing

on the essential filipino

he was getting not only

tired but also nervous that

he has not found his ‘easy’

story yet time was running

out, he had to go back in

two days

-

he wasted the next day on

inconsequential probes into

malls, churches, monuments

on his last day, he wrote his

editor saying that no one

can possibly write about the

essential filipino in so short 

time, he asked for

an extension

-

he was expecting a week, the

editor  was kind but he was

given only one lousy day

extension in desperation

and panic, on his last day

he took a wild stab at

marketplaces in singalong,

he sat on a curb too tired

to think

-

then he realized his mistake

he was looking for places

not people, the thought hit him

like a terrorist’s bomb, the

essential filipino was a person

not a place how stupid could

he be, he thought

-

sitting on the curb in

exasperation he began

looking at faces that passed

by he noticed a boy selling

fishballs from a rolling cart

he had a torn shirt and was

barefoot what attracted him

was not the fishballs

-

the boy gyrated like

michael jackson

unmindful of the noisy

crowd around him, the

journalist approached

him noticing the earphones

he wore he instantly

realized it was loud music

-

music that drowned the

noise and transported the

boy into hisinner garden

the journalist had to scream

in order to bring him back

into the real world

the boy removed the

earphones

-

*****************

-

JOURNALIST

Hey, what are you doing?

-

BOY

Fishballs, sir, wanna buy?

-

JOURNALIST

Nice earphones, huh?

-

THE BOY GIVES THE EARPHONES

TO THE JOURNALIST,  WHO PUTS

THEM ON. HE INSTANTLY REMOVES

IT, ALMOST FALLING FROM THE

DEFEANING ROCK MUSIC. THE BOY

SMILES AND PUTS THEM BACK ON.

-

JOURNALIST

Hey, wait, we’re talking.

-

THE BOY REMOVES THE EARPHONES

AND HANDS HIM THE TINY MP3 PLAYER

FROM HIS POCKET. THE JOURNALIST

EXAMINES IT.

-

JOURNALIST

Where did you get this? This is expensive,

first-class mp3 player with first-class

earphones. They don’t match your

air-conditioned shirt.

-

HE FLICKS THE HOLE IN HIS SHIRT.

-

BOY

I saved income from selling fishballs

for one whole year just to buy that.

Nice huh?

-

JOURNALIST

Why don’t you buy a new shirt

and shoes?

-

BOY

No need. Not important.

Waste of hard earned money.

Clothes don’t make me happy,

only music.

-

JOURNALIST

You kill yourself selling fishballs

the whole day for a year just to

buy those?

-

BOY

Why not? What would you buy?

What is your dream? Me, this

is my dream, but it is no longer

a dream. It’s real now. I don’t

need shirts and shoes, just a

dream of dancing to music.

What is your dream anyway?

-

AT FIRST, THE JOURNALIST

IS AT A LOSS FOR WORDS

BECAUSE HE REALLY HAS

NO ‘DREAM’ IN MIND, OR

PERHAPS HIS DREAM IS TO

FILE A STORY, THAT IS ALL,

BUT THAT IS NOT REALLY

A ‘DREAM’. A DREAM MUST

BE SPIRITUAL AND FOREVER,

AS IMPLIED IN THE BOY’S WORDS.

-

JOURNALIST

I guess I have no dream.

Or yes I have a dream but

it is not a good dream.

-

BOY

Too bad. You must be very sad.

Buy yourself an mp3.

-

JOURNALIST

But that is not my dream.

-

BOY

So what is your real dream

. There must be something

you really really like.

-

JOURNALIST

I have been working so

hard to survive that I forget

what I really really like.

My life is work work work.

-

BOY

But I also work work work.

You must find your true

dream and go for it.

-

******************

-

and so the british journalist

was beginning to discern

the essential filipino

he was amazed how in

his dire poverty

the boy rejected the very

materialism

that was gradually

destroying affluent society

-

the essential filipino was a

free spirit

who was poor and happy

all at once

perhaps it came from his

insular environment

or from his distant past,

his austronesian roots

of nomads in tiny boats

roaming the vast seas

-

the journalist took out a

notebook

and started writing frantically

the boy peered into his writing,

trying to read

and said aloud ‘essential filipino …

free spirit

spiritual dreams …

nomadic boat people …

-

*****************

-

BOY

(Grabbing the notebook.)

I know this is your dream.

You just don’t know it.

What you write here is your dream.

-

JOURNALIST

(Stunned at the boy’s perception.)

I … I … I guess so.

-

BOY

It is not a guess. You know it.

you know your dream, you

must go for it, or else you

will be very sad and soon

you will die because you

know you have no more

reason to live for. You must

go for a dream or die.

You cannot live just to live,

can you?

-

JOURNALIST

Guess not. Thank you for

telling me my dream.

-

ALMOST IN TEARS,

THE JOURNALIST HUGS

THE BOY AND GIVES HIM

A HUNDRED PESO BILL.

THE BOY IS STUNNED.

-

BOY

What for?

-

JOURNALIST

Because you help me

find my dream that was

right in front of my nose

all this while.

-

BOY

Yes, you cannot see

things that are too near.

You have

to move back to see.

-

JOURNALIST

Go, buy yourself more music.

-

**********************

-

it took thirty minutes

for the journalist to

write his story at his

hotel in ten electronic

milliseconds the story

was at the editor’s

desk the editor replied

-

‘this is the best story

yet for a long time

our staff writers write

about absurd things

what you wrote is an

important wisdom

for the affluent world

from the impoverished

world

stay there for a month

andwrite me more’

 -

the journalist had a

field day

his dream, like the boy,

was now a reality

he would hang around

with street vendors

later, he moved to

the countryside

and wrote about the

wisdom of farmers

and fishermen

-

he immersed himself in

the essential filipino

poor, happy, equipped

with a different kind of

wisdom unknown in the

affluent world

he married a kalinga

native and wrote a book

a best seller entitled

‘discovering dreams’

-

it was a poorlittlerichboy

selling sticks of fishballs

for six US cents each

which ignited his soul

the essential filipino

whose ancient wisdom

was hard to find in

civilized places he knew

-

eastwind

-

__________________

where goodness

abounds

there also is evil

lurking

to sow confusion

and hatred

-

where evil abounds

there also is virtue

lurking

to sow harmony and

peace

-

the tension between

good

and evil is everywhere

we perpetrate one or

the other

the destiny of the

world is up to

each of us

-

______________________

mahatma gandhi’s

principle

of non-violence

revolves around

the concept that –

-

peace is a more

powerful

weapon than war

a smile is more

powerful

than a sneer

a whisper is louder

than a scream

the calm is in the eye

of the storm

and total darkness

recedes when a single

candlelight glows

-

_______________

we pedestal great men,

creating semi-gods

like michael jackson

and john lennon

not knowing the fame

and fortune we bestow

would devour their spirits

and consume them totally

-

of what use is the tall

pedestal

men tell us to scale

when we would grow into

giants and fall with a

resounding crash

-

better to be a happy

unknown ant

than a sad noted giant

there is virtue in anonymity

and folly in popularity

Last Updated on Wednesday, 26 May 2010 02:23