(a literary piece of Ma. Joreina Therese A. Blanco for the 2nd Voice of the Youth National Oratorical Competition)
The wittiness of Dr. Jose Rizal, the toughness of Lapu-Lapu, the dignity seized by Apolinario Mabini, are we reviving theirs? Are our little ways stand enough to give them respective honor? Are we, Filipinos, imbibing the real essence of Filipino values practiced by our forefathers? Think again. Some of us are unaware of our own values that will soon decline in real soon if we keep on being blind about this.
I would love to understand the other side of the coin at some point, it cannot be tapped. It is such a grievous fact that among us youngsters became so provocative at present time. We transformed horribly. Our minority years do not reflect on the anticipation of Jose Rizal from the very start. The hope and progress of our country are entrusted to us by our ancestors. Yet, we adapt to something else. To be whoever we are, not minding the needs of others.
We are delighted by the features of brand-new technologic gadgets brought up by our modernized generation. Little by little, we observe no more closeness and the significance of family. We slightly became unexposed to the values imparted to us by our parents from the day we were born.
The distressing part of reality is that we care less about RESPECT. The usage of "po" and "opo" at homes, are they gone now? Some say No, others Yes. I just shrugged. It's like Respect is now a foreign word, it's as if everything is just a mere obligations nowadays. Are we just shy to show our respect that we consider very ancient and archetypal that people today don't observe this anymore? Are we afraid of the humongous laughs behind us if we do? Ladies and Gentlemen, respect is the basic key towards our much-awaited country progress. If we practice this, moral values will be followed.
We, Filipinos, are known for great hospitality. We charmed tourists with our enthralling charismatic way of welcoming visitors in our place. Our eager smile, our cheering happiness warmly greet people. Thus, tourism elevates above it's knee.
You see, Ladies and Gentlemen, how our values greatly affect our low global development? Think PINOY-ly, act PINOY-ly.
have all the best of love. Break free. -Joreina
Wednesday, 21 September 2011
Monday, 12 September 2011
I retire from my dramatic skills. If no one appreciates this kind, then I don't have to reprimand God for breeding such idiotic and dense creatures of the Underworld. I admit, I am not a STELLAR, but I have only one purpose in life- to learn. And not to be judged by such fatuous inhuman beings. These foolish people who only look at the phenotype of others. They don't deserve a space in this virtual world. Die now and welcome yourselves in the place you'll end up with- Kingdom of Hades.
My talent isn't just an ordinary thing that God handed me. This is something God gave me to be proud of. And thinking of bragging this is too immature. I know that there are times that I really fall flat in gaining others' expectations. But helloo? Did you forget that I'm human too? That I still possess imperfections? And for those who loathe me so much and desperately wanna drag me down, WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?
Haters are people who make you feel bad about yourself. But thanks to them, they made me what I am today. Thank you.
Talent doesn't define you, It defines your future.
Have all the best of love. Break free.- Joreina
My talent isn't just an ordinary thing that God handed me. This is something God gave me to be proud of. And thinking of bragging this is too immature. I know that there are times that I really fall flat in gaining others' expectations. But helloo? Did you forget that I'm human too? That I still possess imperfections? And for those who loathe me so much and desperately wanna drag me down, WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?
Haters are people who make you feel bad about yourself. But thanks to them, they made me what I am today. Thank you.
Talent doesn't define you, It defines your future.
Have all the best of love. Break free.- Joreina
Saturday, 3 September 2011
Warm Saturday Afternoon
It's been a long time since I updated my blogger. Excruciating test papers, toxic school weeks begun occupying my low-level of thinking, thus bringing up such hectic senior year all the way.
But my hopes still stand. And my long-standing guts and my sturdy optimism to bring down these borders that keep on obstructing the road to everlasting happiness make me enjoy my 24/7 roller coaster ride of life.
There are times when I feel lazy just to open a book, scan the pages and review previous lessons and glance over an outlook of some lessons. I reprimand myself for getting low scores on chains of quizzes, being idle on class discussions, shy to be a part and engage myself in various activities in school and eventually losing my focus on school works. I closed my eyes. Began to ponder out and think of the people that made me what I am right now. (to be continued.)
But my hopes still stand. And my long-standing guts and my sturdy optimism to bring down these borders that keep on obstructing the road to everlasting happiness make me enjoy my 24/7 roller coaster ride of life.
There are times when I feel lazy just to open a book, scan the pages and review previous lessons and glance over an outlook of some lessons. I reprimand myself for getting low scores on chains of quizzes, being idle on class discussions, shy to be a part and engage myself in various activities in school and eventually losing my focus on school works. I closed my eyes. Began to ponder out and think of the people that made me what I am right now. (to be continued.)
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