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I had immersed myself at the Benguet Provincial Jail for three weeks and I have learned something which can only be learned only between the cold hard metal bars.
As a student nurse, I have also the role as a counselor to the inmates. At first, I was a bit afraid to what may happen inside the cell. I was thinking of raw and aggressive people who most probably are apathetic to my care. But it turned out after that people there are normal. People there are people. It was a common experience just like walking down Session road seeing strange faces passing you by. The only difference is that they are hedged-in behind bars. I can tell through my observations that they are very smart. They know lots of magic tricks and puzzles. They can deliver many sensible jokes that we could laugh at all day. They are given with the gift of diligence in putting together sticks to create such handicrafts. They also have the patience to wait for prison break. And of course, the unfailing hope for the future. But, I will never forget the reasons why they are inside the cells. Innocent or not, I can never tell. It is just that they are the victims of circumstances, which may be caused by others or most probably by themselves. But that’s not the point. Why do average and common people get inside easily and get outside hardly? And people with power and money do not even get the chance to touch those bars. Need I say more? Because of this, I have learned that power and money can make life fair…isn’t that so unfair? -000- The recently SSC Elections opened my eyes to the apathy of the Louisian community. I had heard some students caring less about it. They would rather have their snack-break than to line up for that indelible ink. Someone also told me that her vote might be the cause of the victory of someone undeserving, thus selecting the worse one. And some of them are only motivated by the raffle draw. Who would blame them if they are tired of selecting those chaotic people? (The lousy leaders. The greedy leaders, who chose to spread their politicking riot inside the four walls of this university.) But then again, it is an exercise of their rights. They may even choose the best leader so far who will get everything right. To choose the righteous one (if ever there is). As for me, I have voted. I had painted my nail with the indelible ink. I have chosen somebody. I prayed for my vote that it will lead to the right count. I am hoping again. I did not look into the raffle draw. I was somewhat aware of what is happening. I was a change agent. This election may bring us dilemmas once more, but I am used to it. That’s just the way it is. History repeats itself. But as long as there is an election, I will exercise my right to suffrage. For I know that someday, or this year, everything will be alright-or somewhat right. Just maybe. -000- Once again, this column is all up to God. To my mom and sis. To my friends (FEE2). To aypoor. To micah, ann, jill, ladie and kath. To section i.- thanks a lot! For sensible comments:
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