Below is my interpretation of Jose Rizal’s poem ‘To the Philippine Youth’ . I do not read and understand Spanish so I relied only on several authors’ English translations of his poem in writing mine.
I titled it with a concocted Boie’nen-English title as follows:
AYKO! (OUCH!) HAIKU
Oh children heed thy native land’s place in the sun
Hold your head high, go maximize your potentials
Your motherland’s future rests in your very hands!
Raise your standards, your impressionable mind
Fight your lot with sheer intellect and inventiveness
With talented passion banish oppressions of all kind
With focused industry, your mind rises above the petty
Your natural ingenuity ensures good posterity you’ll see
At the end of the day your future brightened it would be!
Rizal it seems expected the Philippine youth to completely take our Motherland’s future in their very own hands. I cannot find in ‘To the Philippine Youth’ poem any reference to parental care and guidance – wetnursing their potentials’ bloom?
It is not easy for me to write about things that are troubling especially to me.
The recent day’s deluge of media images and sounds had just been overpoweringly disturbing. Still greatly confusing even for someone of my age who I can say have already seen much from deeper and wider perspectives from all over.
It may not be so with most of us who may only perceive events constricted by the proverbial frog’s mouth-of-the-well habitation concept of the sky.
Could many of us be now so emotionally calloused as a result of the constant bombardment especially by daily news media of killings, deaths and violence especially lately from our streets and waters including floodwater?
The television image of that little girl unusually sitting calmly it seems on top of house debris swiftly being carried by the raging-flooded river under a concrete bridge with disastrous consequences obviously. May the Almighty bless her cherubic soul and all other victims.
The images of youngsters clearly having fun and even horsing around safe in the safety of shelter while taping people outside trying to frantically survive in the rampaging flood. Such dirty laundry hung on You Tube for the world to see!
The overall inappropriate demeanor of Chris Aquino in the Television telethon with Tina Monson Palma, Fr. Tito and Pokwang and her inappropriate side comments.
I have more respect now for Pokwang and highly empathize with Tina if she was indeed sarcastic when she said in effect: ‘We have received many donations thanks to Chris.’ These are confusing scenes.
The more I believe we may indeed now are wanting in decorum and sensibility as a people.
But perhaps no. Thanks to Jessie James Nealega’s Matobato Prayer Warrior children video and written post especially on the Buroc’busok Flagstone Flak – the sad exploitation of children there.
LISTEN! Little voices. Little children. Not to be belittled.
If only I could hit a single musical note, I would sing in sincere prayer the song below popularized by The Carpenters.
BLESS THE BEASTS AND CHILDREN
Bless the beasts and the children
For in this world they have no voice
They have no choice
Bless the beasts and the children
For the world can never be
The world they see Light their way
When the darkness surrounds them
Give them love
Let it shine all around them
Bless the beasts and the children
Give them shelter from a storm
Keep them safe
Keep them warm
Light their way
When the darkness surrounds them
Give them love
Let it shine all around them
Bless the beasts and the children
Give them shelter from a storm
Keep them safe
Keep them warm
The children
The children
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Tsynos\’s Birthday Song (at 4 yrs old)