"Educated" - Some Serious Stuff

We had an interesting discussion in Fil12 during our last meeting. It was about "Wika" and why Filipinos were even studying the subject "Filipino." (Of course, I got called, and all I could muster was a senseless babble about how if language ends then the world ends too. =p)

Like, duh. We're Filipinos, right?

Nope, that's not the way it works.

There are many reasons why Filipinos should study Filipino, and now we know most of them.

What I don't understand is why Filipinos have to be divided into social classes.

I mean, if the higher society is so educated, and we're already living in the 21st century, why can't our country achieve harmony and/or unity (ASIDE from barriers in language)? What is this division and classification between A, B, C or D? Lower-middle class/Upper-middle class? Upper class or the elite? Is it truly necessary? Are we so narrow-minded that we have to base our judgements and/or decisions from these classifications and stereotypes? If we're so educated, then why can't we have and practice the ability of reaching out? Of leadng others and ispiring people to step up and fight for progress... progress that'll benefit everyone... as in every single person in this country... father, mother, and child.

Why can't someone actually make a difference?

When I was studying in St. John's Academy, I didn't care if I was with another from whatever class in society. What mattered was we were learning, we were having fun, and we had hopes for the future. When the time came that we had to choose our schools for college, many of my batchmates chose to go to certain schools for economic reasons. I chose the Ateneo because I believed it was the best: the best environment (where everonyone had breeding and were overall nice and fun outside class, not judgmental), the best teachers (from whom I could learn the most useful and practical information for me to attain success in my future career), and gave the best opportunities to those who had the ability to live up to their expectations.

What I didn't expect was to get all of those and SO MUCH MORE. Some were good, some weren't. And I would jump from extreme happiness to bottomless depression. I was going nuts! (Then again, I always was...)

The people were so different. The teaching was great, I needed a little adjusting, but I knew I'd live. What I couldn't stand was how others were so... unaware. Or if they are aware, in a sense, they choose to be apathetic. We have our own lives to worry about, thanks very much - that sort of thinking.

I don't know... I can't explain it. It's a different world.

They don't live in a world where people come up to your doorstep everyday to ask for money or food; where almost everyone had to conform to what was not necessarily best, but all they could afford; a world where children are stick thin because they're hungry and have mucus dripping from their nostrils; a world where people had to do desperate inhumane things because they were faced with desperate inhumane situations. And not in a world where one was disappointed or sad for someone else because that someone else could not afford to grab the opportunity (unlike the more fortunate ones) when they possessed the same abilities, if not more.

Like I said, this is some serious shit. I guess I'm just being too idealistic due to my so-called "youth," as older people call this banter. Anyway, this might be continued, maybe not. Depends on my availability. Research papers are coming, and I have to study for Botany (ARGH!). Remember my struggling PE? :) I managed to catch the volleyball 21 times without stopping! It was our first exam and our target number was 25. Woooohooo! ^_^ I couldn't even get 6 catches during practice! =p Thank you, God!

NB: ok, so, the title used to say shit, but the font was too big for the word it started to bother me. haha! prude, prude me again.