Welcome to my Mad Manila Series, I’ve decided to make this into a series because I just think it would be fun and it could help me get of some problems in my head, besides there are so many things to be said while I am in manila. Now off to the main topic.
As everyone knows, Philippines is a over-populated country but honestly its not [at least I don’t think so] and before people disagree, lets just think for a moment. Philippines still has lots of areas that aren’t discovered by Filipinos or by the world it just so happens Manila is the center of the Philippine Society, people migrate to Manila to find work but instead had more difficulty in living, this people turn against the dreams and goals that they were there for and looked for an easy escape from everything. Drugs, Sex, and Prostitution, are all centered in Manila, I wont deny that our system is slightly broken but I know someone out there is trying to fix our country, but I’m dying to see the change that could happen, I want the future of today’s children to be our hope.
Jose Rizal said “ang kabataan ang pag-asa ng bayan” (the children are the hope of the country) and that’s what I always have believed in. I wonder what Jose Rizal would say when he sees today’s children, I bet he’ll puke. I also want to see my country take a sudden turn, I know it wont be a fast turn but I really want to see Philippines up in there toes.
On my regular school days I ride a public transport to school [a jeepney] which is one ride from school, every day there seems to be something new when I ride the Jeep, but one thing has hasn’t changed. Everyday I see street children casually ride the jeep to solicit for money, they distribute this envelopes for you to put money in or sometimes they use a cloth to wipe your shoes but they don’t really clean it. Sometimes they go for desperate measures and try to force money out of you. It’s horrible and saddening that this is what the future could probably have in store for everyone. Just a few days ago, I was in the jeep and it was traffic, just as the jeep moves slowly I caught someone with my peripheral view a boy wearing a worn out clothing, sometimes I just assume that this person is up to nothing good, you could see in his eyes he was focused on something, he passed by the jeep I was riding, few seconds later the traffic moved and I hear the driver shouted “Hoy!” I quickly glanced out my window and I saw the same kid in rags running, I didn’t see what he was carrying but I believe that he has already stolen something, Honestly I hate to judge people by how they look but sometimes you just can’t help it, I’ve made mistakes in judging people but it is better safe than sorry and with that I have survived my stay in Manila.
What is my future? what is my siblings future? or every children in the world? I don’t know, I can’t see it, I thought I saw it before but hope is giving me a hard time I still try to hold on to a dream of mine that one day, maybe just maybe, time can change us and enlighten us of what is really important.
notes: I’m sorry it is kinda suckish D: this entry has been in my drafts for a few months and I did not plan to publish it but what harm can it do. Anyway bear with my logic >.< PS: what has happened to my english?