A story was told about a wise young boy who lived with his grandfather. The boy who was furious about his grandfather’s wisdom, tries to trick him to falsify such claim. Thus he picked a little chick in their backyard, gently placing it at his back, clutched with his two bare hands and approached his grandfather.
His plan is quite simple. He’ll ask his grandfather if the chick clutched in his two bare hands at his back is ether dead or alive. If he will say alive, he will squeeze it until it dies. If otherwise, the boy will show it alive.
“Lo, I have a new-born chick in my back.” The boy said while gently clutching it. “Guess whether this is dead or alive.”
“Apo”, the grandfather said. “Its dear life is in your hands.” The grandfather replied.
While it is likely that we have the chance to live a comfortable life tomorrow and for our future family, this chance requires pure and manual labor. Suffice to say that some of the Filipinos are hoping to land a job but still languished to have even a skill what a knowledge- society needs. What is certain in that dire situation is they’ll have a slim chance to outdo their lives. And those people end up being, well: peddlers and beggars. Worst is that – it makes the economy sick, since after all it belongs to what we called underground economy.
Here in Philippines, we do have multitudes of men and women and yes- babies. As some may say, this made the Philippines more advantageous than, say Germany where the population is depleting. My reaction is, but be humored. Don’t they know that the Nation Brands Index ranked Germany as the world’s most valued nation in 2008?
Then, officials may say that the Philippines is exporting hundreds of OFW’s a day. And, yes it is true that with the remittances these OFW’s are sending, our economy is floating. But on the other hand, we are only breeding disgust and we are only emulating the value of escapism. Not to discount the emotional stress of leaving their children and relatives.
That’s a very long story though and requires another column. That’s why I’ll make it closer and shorter for the love of my readers.
As what we know many graduates hurdle to land in already cramp and few job offerings. In other words, the number of graduates far outnumbered the jobs offered. This calamitous situation calls for awakening among students who are fallen victims of vicious cycles, although have high grades due to rote memorization yet they forgot what they learned after a day or two. This calls for a modern day Gautama to help us look for the nirvana inside the four-corners of our room. And if there are more to education than meets the eye, please help us find. Nevertheless, we have what we called metacognition and as it was defined by J.H Flavell, “…it refers to one’s knowledge concerning one’s own cognitive processes….” As what the definition suggests, it is an aid indeed. Unfortunately, it is rarely taught to most of us. What is the reason? That, I don’t know.
Another thing, learning to read comprehensively requires an art and, yes- love and devotion. Yup! You heard it right – love and devotion. Sad to say I heard a lot complaining when they read, when after all; it is one of the greater luxuries the world has to offer. The likes of Somerset Holmes and Rudyard Kipling are known to travel, read splendidly and write afterwards, and no more. As if traveling, reading and writing are, well – luxuries these two writers are doing.
Furthermore, there are students whose wicks are starting to flame but their teachers who are the ones who should fuel it up, extinguishes it instead. Very peculiar, I should say. A senior professor is making you grow older as she is. A middle aged one is talking about the principles and doing the otherwise A teacher-starter attend to his class always tardy, as if coming-late-in-class is the name of the game.
Upbringing, therefore, has to be a one- man battle. Your classmates and friends can help you. But for sure they are soldiers of their own too, same as you. If you bite the dust, your friends won’t share it with you. If you became the victor, then you exceeded your grasp and the heaven will join with you. J.R.R. Tolkien shared us a piece of advice (read THE HOBBIT by J.R.R. Tolkien).
“Far over misty mountains cold,
To Dungeons deep and caverns old,
We must away, ere break of day,
To seek the pale enchanted gold”
Will you go for the gold? The choice is yours to make. I only wish, in this college, learning is more of avant-garde and renegade. We hate to get stuck in subjects which have nothing to do in our own goals nor practicing one’s skill.
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