Wednesday, August 25, 2010

The Students' Stolen Lunches


Grade one students from Lapu-Lapu City Central School were crying when they found out they lost their food for lunches.

The teacher from that class wondered who would do such act. So, one morning, when the students were out of their classroom for an activity, she spied the empty classroom to know who the culprit was. She saw one of her female grade one students rummaging through the lunch boxes and bags of her classmates, took their rice and viands and gather them in one plastic bag. The student then slowly went out of the classroom and out of the school. The teacher followed the student in her aim to tell the parents about what their child did at school. The teacher continued following the student until she was led to a small, tattered shack where the student entered.

The teacher hid a few meters away from the house where she got a good glimpse of almost all the parts of the house, since it's just a box-type of house. She watched her student.

The female grade one student then took out four plates from their tiny kitchen and placed it on the small wooden table. She took out the small amount of food she gathered from her classmates' lunches and divided them among the four small plates. She then happily called her younger siblings who were playing on the floor and ushered them to their seats for their breakfast.

Then the student went to a sickly woman lying on a small wooden bed and talked to her, smiling. The woman smiled back to her then laid her head back again.

Upon watching the entire scenario, the teacher felt a painful lump in her heart and silent tears fell from her cheeks. She was greatly touched with what she saw. She went back to school anyway.

The next day, she visited her student in her house with a sack of rice. The student was so happy. Later did the teacher learned that her student didn't have a father anymore and that their mother was sick and couldn't work, that's why they didn't have food to eat. This left the grade one student, who is the eldest among her siblings looked for ways to feed her little brother and sisters and their sickly mother.

This led us into great realization of how lucky we are in life. We don't have the right to complain but to thank every gift we have, instead.

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

An Unforgettable Experience in Shanghai

credits to someecards.com 
IT WAS ONE OF THOSE BORING DAYS I had during my month-long stay in Shanghai in 2009 that I went inside this internet café located more than six blocks away from our apartment. 

In Shanghai, one block is more than a five-minute walk; therefore, I had to walk for about 30 minutes. Unfortunately, this was the only internet café nearest so I had to travel by foot to save 4 RMB (about 28 pesos or 50 cents).  Nevertheless, I didn’t mind walking to the internet cafe since I could just enjoy the bustling life in Xu Jia Hui District teeming with people from different walks of life.

When I got inside the internet cafe, I suddenly felt like answering the call of nature, so I looked for a comfort room inside the cafe, only to find out ironically that it’s far from being comforting. 

With the main door wide open and the toilet in each of the two cubicles revealed its dirty interior without doors, it’s not worth to be called “comfort room” indeed.  

I was about to get in the first cubicle, when a very embarrassing sight welcomed me.  A Chinese girl in her early twenties sat like a frog on the toilet bowl in front of me, texting while defecating. She just looked at me without giving a damn. Instead of turning red, I was even the one embarrassed with what I saw.  Never in my entire life have I seen anything as embarrassing as that anywhere in my own country, and it’s only in Shanghai that I experience it! I guess I had to blame it all on cultural differences. It really gave me a good laugh when I left the café. It sure was a nice story to tell my sister when I got back to our apartment.

On Slippers and Simplicity

I WALKED along side Yishan Road from our apartment. People I walked past kept staring at my feet then looked at my face with puzzlement. I stride down the couple flights of stairs to the subway in station four, unmindful of my countenance and the simple fashion I was clad with. People I met along the way kept glancing at my feet then gawked at my face.

The recurrence of people staring at me quizzically from toe to head, as if I just wore the most ridiculous footwear puzzles me. That’s why I asked my pretty Filipino friend, Byen, “What’s wrong with wearing rubber slippers in public places here in Shanghai?” Like me, she’s also wearing a pair of simple slippers, yet, I only got a bemused expression and shrug from her.

A lot of presumption came up when I brought this question to my Filipino friends also living here, who, in the Philippines were used to just wearing rubber slippers or flip flops even in fancy malls and other public places.

Being Filipino myself, simplicity is in fact, a fad in our country that never went out of style. Famous Filipino celebrities are just clad in their simplest white shirt and denim jeans with a pair of simple slippers. They stroll along the mall and even attend events on them. Does it matter? Of course, it does, but not as much as the person wearing them. Confidence also adds to the beauty in a person. It’s just like eating a peanut. We do not eat the shell, but the nut inside it. So, it’s what one holds inside that really matters more.

Getting used to this lifestyle and fashion then, most of my friends and I would slip into our simplest footwear and stroll along the streets in People Square, at a park in Century Avenue and other crowded and nice places where tourists and locals alike usually go out to unwind or for recreation activities. We usually get a lot of funny expressions from many Chinese people. Their faces obviously read, “She’s odd and out of style,” as they looked at us, and act as if wearing simple things like a pair of rubber slippers would make us less of a human. I just shrugged it off anyway.

I brought this question up to my Chinese friend who is a Kindergarten Teacher. She simply said, “It’s not common to wear slippers outside, we only wear them at home.” Still unsatisfied with the answer I got, I asked another young Chinese friend studying at Song Jang University. She gave me a longer answer yet such didn’t change my mind about sticking to my simple fashion statement.

A long time ago, people used to wear slippers even in public places. However, as time meanders and brings us to another generation after generation, slippers became out of style, until it became unpopular as we approached the contemporary era where people are more concerned with looking more fashionable and attractive in public places, even at the market, notwithstanding the risk of discomfort they put themselves into as they walk for more than 30 minutes on hard pavements. Simplicity then became neglected, so do the rubber slippers.

We see women, young or a bit older like in their mid-forties, wearing pretty and very high heeled-close shoes walking how many blocks before they get to their destination; their ankles showed some red marks at the side, signaling discomfort and pain. We came across a young lady being carried by her lover on his back. The guy held the sexy red high-heeled shoes on his left hand while the other hand supported his girlfriend’s back. The girl’s feet looked swollen already, and we couldn’t help thinking, “she should’ve worn a more comfortable footwear.”

Personally, I believe there’s no such thing as out of fashion, because time basically recycles them as generation moves to another generation. The fashion in the 80’s may not look great now; the trend in the 50’s may look shabby and over killed but eventually, these fashion statement that went out of style will become popular again in a few years from now. Thus, style is not the whole pizza, but only a slice of it, while the other and the bigger part is, how one carried him or herself in public.

Moreover, it’s how one brings comfort to oneself when choosing to be all simple that matters more. One shouldn’t think too much about what the public would say about their fashion sense, because in fact, it doesn’t make sense at all. In Shanghai where travelling by foot is not uncommon, I would go for comfort than style and fashion, because it’s not just our physical reputation that’s important, but more of how we bring ourselves to act at an appropriate manner that does.

So, as the subway train opened its electronic sliding glass and metal doors, Byen and I dismissed the looks of criticisms from the locals that greeted us as we entered the transportation, because despite the simplicity in our attire, we are comfortable with what we’re on and we believe that we are presentable and neatly clothed. Though simple we may be, but the big smiles on our faces that exudes our confidence is what makes the difference. After all, it may sound so cliché, but I still stand behind the quotation that says, “With Simplicity, one can find real beauty.”