I have a problem.
You are hungry; you need to eat. You are thirsty; you need to drink. You are sleepy; you need to sleep. You are dying; you need to die. Just as a sleepy person needs to sleep, a dying person needs to die. There is no other way around it. The person seated at your right might die tomorrow, while the person seated at your left might die the day after tomorrow. You yourself might die today, worse: an hour from now. Didn’t you notice? Every time we talk about the “time of our death”, we always refer to a time in the future. We never refer to the present time. Who knows? In the next minute, a meteor might just fall from the sky and violently land here.
Sa ating buhay, tayo ba’y tila mga taong naglalakbay, nag-aabang sa daungan ng mga barkong lumilipas, upang dalhin tayo kung saan. Ang mga batang maliliit ay nagsisimula pa lamang. Ang mga kabataang katulad natin ay unti-unting lumalapit sa gitna. Ang mga matatanda naman ay nakatungtong na sa pinakamatataas na mga bundok, tumitingin sa mga pangyayari sa lambak sa ibaba. Ngunit, ang mga taong umaalis sa pagkabata at umaakyat na sa mas mataas na estado ay ang pinakamalapit sa gitna, kung saan nakikita ang isang daungang walang barko, walang tao, walang anuman, kundi ang ihip ng hangin at ang bukang liwayway’ng palaging naroon.
Humans are naturally selfish creatures; we take almost everything for granted. However, it is not an excuse for us to be ungrateful. I was born with a fully covered head, with functional eyes, nose, mouth, and ears, untainted skin, a healthy brain and heart, and an able body. I was born in a complete family. On October 9, 2012, Tuesday, I have never felt so ungrateful in my whole life.
I am quite sure that in all Pisay campuses, teachers usually tell us that we are the “cream of the crop,” the “best among the rest,” and that we’re the “most intelligent” students in our generation—in the Philippines, at least. But is it really true that we are?