School year opened last week. And I enrolled last Tuesday. It thus follows that I have been absent from class for almost a week. And every one thought I'd quit school. Funny. I almost did.And my friends knew it. I really appreciate their efforts and concern convincing me all this time to drop the idea. Lyra and Mannilyn dropped by the house last Monday. I was in Ortigas, though. The next day I found out Prof Tayao was about to talk to me. I feel important. I made the right choice of keeping these people. But I am saddened. I feel pa-importante, contrary to the fact that it wasn't my intention to put them into my life's mess. I am saddened for I cannot remunerate their efforts and concern. Less, I tried. Someday, I will. By the time I finally dropped the idea and enrolled, I immediately felt the burden and responsibility of having to triple, quadruple my efforts. I am prepared for the upcoming rigors, mentally, at least; emotionally, i have yet to.
Tuesday. One class, SEM1. Prof. Hornedo was great! He was inspiring, more than being incredible. He talks superb. The experiences he had, the wisdom he gained over the years were apparent in the things he shared. A feat achieved beyond the rigors of a pedagogic life.Prof. Hornedo discussed the poor and deteriorating education in the Philippines. The problem is getting more than serious, or should I say it has already become malignant that it will take another century to refurbish it totally. The figure of illiteracy rates increases exponentially, while passing rate decreases from 70 percent to 30 percent.
Wednesday. Exhausting. I was very tired when I got home. I stayed in UST for more than 12 hours. I woke up early for Freshmen Tour. Hmm, another batch of varying potentials – struggling their way in college, trying to get the best education there is in this country (how I wish!) only to serve other’s asses later in life; all in the name of living, cosmopolitan. Is there any other way? There is none. One way or another, industrialization, capitalism and now, globalization have penetrated each man’s soul. The world has grown too materialistic.
I had two three-hour classes later in the afternoon: democratic theory, and land reform and taxation. Thank god! No recitations yet for Prof Tayao. But darn, I didn’t ask any question. I read ahead but I couldn’t come up with a sensible inquiry. Still the same Prof Galang. The class had a not-so-heated debate on issue about the House hearing on the “wiretapped” conversation of a woman allegedly PGMA and a COMELEC Commissioner who is said to be Comm. Garcillano, manipulating the results of 2004 Elections.In my opinion: the discussion over the house rules is relevant, but to take the joint-committees for more than two hours on the discussion of house rules alone is unreasonable. And all appears to be a tactic for delay. I never stood.
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