My teacher in AIM mentioned if we wanted to live an interesting life we should do interesting things, meet interesting people, read interesting things and I forget what else he mentioned. So over the weekend I took the plunge of doing something interesting. I finally decided to formally join Ytrip and go through the first "class". It was so interesting that I felt more empowered to start and refine the business plan I have been working on for my very first business venture. Finally, something to really say that is MY OWN and something that I have started to obsess on. The nice thing about my venture idea is, it focuses on my passion. Believe it or not: The Philippines.
You maybe wondering why in the world am I passionate about our country that's basically psycho in so many ways and at the same time so beautiful, and about to go down the drain. As to what most of us think...yes I have my moments, BUT who said I'd just take this sitting down and procastinate 'til my dying day?! So here I am about to venture into a business that won't only benefit me but a lot more people. Thanks to Ytrip (www.youthtrip.org) I have seen the light at the end of the tunnel.
The first "class" activity of Ytrip was held in Intramuros. I was floored when I was entering the Roxas Blvd. area. Passing the Rizal Monument and seeing the Manila Bay just brought back so many memories. My grade school days where we had field trips to this area to watch cultural shows in CCP and visit Intramuros. Seeing this area after a long time made me feel ashamed, how in the world can I say I'm proud to be Filipino if I haven't even seen the entire Philippines yet? Not only that, learn from the many different provinces their way of life and their culture. How can I move forward if I don't even know my past and my present?
My mom is 100% Ilonggo and my Dad is Ilocano. Which makes me a half breed- half Ilongga and half Ilocana. My Mom's family is such a big clan and we're all close to one another, while my dad's clan on the other hand is sort of small and I don't even know most of my dad's relatives. Unlike my Mom side: even a third cousin is treated like a sibling. The Ilonggo way of life is still so evident in my life. Going home to my Mom's province and learning so much more than eating Batchoy and Puto Manapla or Chicken Inasal has been a work-in-progress. Little by little I have not only been discovering new insights on the culture or values that my mom and her siblings were raised with...I've fallen in love with the province, and I now feel more at home in compared to Manila. I have yet to see Ilocos and my Dad's ancestral roots, I most probably would understand my dad more. I know there are so much more places to explore and learn from. This is just the beginning of my adventure to living an "interesting life" and falling-in-love with being a Filipino, over and over again and again.
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