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Lessons from Japan

Some years ago, I was riding an escalator with Grace in one of the malls in Manila. There were hordes of people riding with us and when we reached the restaurant where we ate with Maki, her then fiance, she told me that in Japan (where she earned her university degree), people never push and shovel their way up an escalator. Once they get hold of the railings, they would stand on the side and free the midsection to allow for those who are in a hurry to get up (or down) pass easily. And this is only one of those stories I hear from Grace on how disciplined Japanese people are.

Today, I am reminded of the Japanese’ discipline and the culture they live. While we share some ways of life common to Asians such as respect for the elderly, and even bayanihan… it is only in the aftermath of the utter devastation that I began to truly understand what bayanihan (camaraderie) really is… If we, Filipinos could just have half the heart, the spirit, the love and pride for one’s nation, and the Japanese’s courage to rebuild what was destroyed, would be great too? My answer is yes.

Here are some lessons that I hope my family and I could practice:

1. Be patient. The Japanese were without food, water and appropriate shelter for freezing temperature, they lost everything and yet, they never complained. The still formed long lines when relief goods arrived.
2. Be prepared. The people were prepared for an earthquake. This led me to think of my own family’s preparedness program. Are we prepared for a calamity? In our church we are taught principles of self-reliance and to always prepare for emergencies. We do have 72 hour kits and I still have to stack on food supplies.
3. Be positive. Despite the grim reality and being surrounded with remnants of the devastation, destroyed houses (and I could imagine dreams too), the Japanese people remained positive. In life, there would always be reversals, am I and my family prepared for times like these? I’m blessed to have a husband who never complains and is always optimistic about life and people. I hope these traits would rub on me too.
4. Love your country. The Japanese people’s belief on their country and leaders is something that Filipinos lack. I know this would start a long debate and countless explanations on why the Philippines is what it is today. However, I believe that if Filipinos stop believing (and working) that Philippines would be great one day, then who else will? The blood running in our veins would always be a reminder that we are Filipinos and no one else can lift up this country to greater heights except us.

Ok- I’ll stop there….

To the Japanese people, I’m praying that you will survive through the difficulties. My heart goes out to all the Japanese mothers trying to keep their children safe and make sense of all that happened. I hope you will stay strong in a moment like this.

My thoughts on Japan’s Earthquake

I was on my way to Danielle’s school to pick her up from her class which ends at 4PM. I was passing by a small sari-sari store when I saw on the news the devastation that just happened an hour ago in Japan. To say I was shocked was an understatement. My first thoughts were on my my brother and his wife who were living in Okinawa, Japan. When I went home, I immediately received a call from my husband who also learned about the news and asked me if I can contact my younger brother (Peping) and ask him if he is ok. We could not contact him and so we called his mother in-law. We were relieved to hear from her that my brother and his wife just called to tell them that they were safe.

I opened my FB to see if friends from Japan are also safe (Grace, a classmate in College and my HS closest friend’s younger brother’s family).

Later, I just learned the extent of the Japanese people’s discipline and patience in times of adversity. I was awed at how they could learn to be calm in an event that would send people from other country go amok. Despite the long hours of waiting for train stations to resume operation, they still manage to form long neat lines. Not a single one was complaining. All were helping each other in a very difficult time. I am impressed that they were well-prepared to deal with an earthquake. What they weren’t prepared for was the tsunami that engulfed coastal villages. When relief goods finally arrived, people who were hungry and cold and one could just image, very tired too- still manage to patiently wait in long lines. This people’s resilience is amazing… Just how many people possess these traits?

Character of the Week

I only admire a few actresses and actors in the industry because I’ve never been a follower of Filipino movies until recently. My negative perception stems from trailers of slapstick movies and etc. However, I got to watch ‘Crying Ladies’ with Angel Aquino as one of the actresses (with Sharon Cuneta and Hilda Koronel) and the story impressed me for its realistic view of our society. Then came other quality Filipino movies that were beautifully and artistically done by our esteemed directors. For today’s post, I am sharing a video of Angel Aquino. I did not know that she became a scholar in high school. I knew she went to U.P. in Baguio. So, here’s Angel as my character for this week:

Growing Old and Still In Love

I confess that I am not a ‘love’ writer but this is the month where Hallmark is raking in lots of moolahs, restaurants have their heyday and flower vendors are feeling Christmassy!

But how do you define love? Shakespeare has the answer– if you don’t show your love, you do not love at all. I believe everyday should be like Valentines day. You always show that you love your husband or wife, children, friends, the lovable and yes- even the unlovable. To me, love is finding happiness in simple things. While I like many love songs, I think Adam Sandler’s Growing Old with You captures what love should be everyday- not something accompanied by fireworks- but simple and profound. Here is the lyrics (hope you like it as much as I do).

[Billy Idol (Speaking):] Good afternoon everyone.
We’re flying at 26, 000 feet, moving
Up to thirty thousand feet, and then we’ve got clear skies
All the way to Las Vegas, and right now we’re bringing you some in-flight
Entertainment. One of our first-class passengers would like to sing you a song
Inspired by one of our coach passengers, and since we let our first-class
Passengers do pretty much whatever they want, here he is.

[Robbie Hart (Singing):]
I wanna make you smile whenever you’re sad
Carry you around when your arthritis is bad
Oh all I wanna do is grow old with you

I’ll get your medicine when your tummy aches
Build you a fire if the furnace breaks
Oh it could be so nice, growing old with you

I’ll miss you
Kiss you
Give you my coat when you are cold

Need you
Feed you
Even let ya hold the remote control

So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink
Put you to bed when you’ve had too much to drink
I could be the man who grows old with you
I wanna grow old with you
********

I appreciate old couples who still hold hands and still have ‘that’ twinkle in their eyes. To me- that should be love- one that never tires and wanes. One time, my sister and I ate at one of the restaurant in our hometown. Just beside our table was a couple who were in their late 60s or early 70s. While waiting for their order, they were animatedly talking with each. When their food arrived, the old man gave a short prayer and while they were about to eat, the wife asked the man, “”Di, nangadyi na ta?” (Daddy, have we said our prayers?). The old man gently replied that yes, they just did that a few seconds ago. The old lady laughed and they started eating their food.

My sister and I were amused and we pretended not to eavesdrop and later, when they stood up, the husband took his wife by the hand and they went out of the restaurant holding hands. My sister and I asked each other, how many old couples are like that? We were quiet for a moment. I thought, only a few…

Photo Credit: Julia

Photos of my daughter’s Hemangioma

Danielle at 2 days old

Danielle at 3 weeks

Danielle at 2 months

Danielle at 4 months

Danielle at 10 months

Danielle at 1 year

Danielle at 1 year and 8 months

Danielle at 3 years and six months

Teaching Moment 101

Three days ago, my hubby and I along with our little Danielle went to buy our weekly groceries at one of the malls in this city. It would have been another ordinary weekend buying until I lined up at one of the counters to pay for our food. Just in front of me is a boy between 8-10 years old. He was holding a basket with few grocery items. I watched him took out 2 canned goods, 2 little boxes of candies, and few porkchops in a cellophane. I was silently noting that this boy must have one of his parents inside the mall and was erraned to buy a few missed items from their grocery list. He seems to be a confident kid and looks like he comes from a financially well-off family. Then the time came to pay for his items.

He took out his money from his pocket and counted P34.00. The sales clerk gently asked him if he has some more money since the all the items costed a little over P70.00 and if his mother or father is with him. He shook his head to both questions and began to take out the two canned goods- he was still short and took out more items until the total bill was just a little under P30.00. All the while this was happening, I was trying to look for my husband who was waiting for me in the hallway. I could easily pay for the little difference.  But, something stopped me. Not knowing that my husband saw the whole incident, he was about to come to me and tell me to pay for the difference. But he too had the same impression.

On our way home, my husband and I talked only about the little boy. I was telling him if I was wrong and had not acted immediately in helping the boy pay his bills. My husband remarked that while he had the strong urge to help, he had the impression to refrain from helping and allow the boy to learn from the incident. My husband told me that while we badly want to help, there are some times that “not helping” is actually helping. I was silent for some time until we reached home. I looked at my daughter and realized that like the boy, there would be painful lessons ahead of her and if I want to be a wise parent- I would allow her to go through them and yet stay in the background in case she would need my help.

The Heat is On II

With barely 11 days before election, the candidates are pouring in everything in the last leg of the campaign period- money for media advertising, campaign sorties from Aparri to Jolo ( with the latter, not trodden by most if not all for fear of being kidnapped by bandits), announcements of their impressive records, and even slapsticks for their opponents. I wonder if they would have the same vigor in wooing voters as they would in fulfilling their promises. I have my fingers crossed and hope that worthy candidates who would sacrfice personal agenda with what is best for the country win.

 I can only name a handful who doesn’t run for power, selfishness and hidden agenda mainly because the stage for these politicians are overflowing with balimbings and destablizers of the government, and ambitious actors who presume that being a senator, mayor, governer, congressman is the same as “acting” for a play or movie.

How can I vote for a lady senatoriable when at the height of Estrada impeachment, she unabashedly cried when the Senate President ( another balimbing) resigned because the white envelope that would reveal if Estrada was lying or not could not be opened because the senators in favor of Estrada are too many compared to these Lady senatoriable’s comrades. I once idolized this once-senator because I thought she stood for integrity, principle and service with no expectations of something in return. But sadly, that was erased when I saw her running for vice president of the whole nation in the last presidential election under the banner of FPJ- the bestfriend, compare, and confidante of Pres. Estrada.  How could she abandon ship and ride on another that she thinks would have a fare chance in the elections? Her act was synonymous to abandoning her beliefs.

Then there are the actors who are led to believe that they have the qualifications to run for the senate. Can you imagine hiring a CEO of a big company who doesn’t have at least 10 years leadership experience, long-time financial success, great education, an MBA, good interpersonal skills, driven, can work well with people? Why can’t we expect the same achievements for our senators, congressmen, mayors and president? Why,- do we lack these kind of people in our midst? Well, that would be a big fallacy if we claim we don’t have people with these kind of caliber. 

I believe that it would not be difficult to see candidates who have these qualifications. They are there ( the good men and women)- waiting for us, for you and me to vote for them. I hope we can choose honest politicians who would be worthy of our one vote.

The Heat is On

I usually watch the 6:30 evening news on T.V. and I am just amazed by the sheer volume of political ads on TV! Imagine politicians having to spend millions of pesos just to be aired for a few seconds on TV during the campaign period. And for what? For a position that pays not more than 70 thousand pesos- subtract 30% taxes to that and other fees- you just get less than 50,000.00 pesos. How do you equate hundreds of millions spent during the campaign period versus the less than a million salary for a 3 year senate term? True, service to people might be their number one reason on running for the senate- but aren’t you beholden to the businessmen and friends who helped you run for the office? They say that the best and most effective media in propelling candidates to the consciousness of millions of voters is through TV ads. But one cannot stop thinking why they have to spend so much in order to battle hunger, poverty, and lack of educational opportunities, homelessness and the list could go on and on. Cannot one instead channel all these money to directly serve the poor and the needy, help in the nation building without the brouhaha and politicking?

I believe that anything in excess is evil. The wild spending of these senator wannabes just isn’t right. My one vote counts and I would not want to waste it to those who garnered many string attachments on their way to the senate.