7/31/2019 One Ride: Thousand Ideas by Lendl Sam Damasco
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One Ride: A Thousand Ideas
A simple day for me; woke up, packed my things up, took a bath,
eat breakfast and the
daily routines of my simple life as a college student. Time is
ticking so I picked up my things,
went out and waited for my ride to school with my limousine: the
jeepney. It will take 30
minutes for me to get to school, but that 30 minutes of my life
turned out to be the most difficulttime for me. As I travelled to
the rough and roads of Manila, first thing that and rushed in
my
mind was the state of our society like: What?! Is this really
the society that we really have? Is
this the kind of society that we SHOULD live in? HOW? WHY?
As I passed by the Quiapo church, first thing that came in my
mind was poverty. The
people sleeping in the sidewalks with their ragged clothes,
sidewalk vendors, takatak boys and
the barkers shouting at the top of their voice to call for
passengers to earn a little amount are the
face of poverty in our country. I ask myself:
What is the problem?
Why do they live in that way? Is it in the government?
Or bad luck or something else?
Well, maybe like the conflict theory which explains how the
ruling class controls the oppressed
class through different ways. The ruling class maybe easy for
you to guess right? Well there are
many possible answers to that, and that, is for me to discover
further.
The time ticks and theres only 20 minutes left and another
problem comes in the way, a problem
for all of us: traffic. This is the part where I really get
pissed off. I dont know the main reason
but, theres traffic lights and traffic enforcers and everything
that eases the flow of vehicles but
WHYYY!? One thing maybe, there, here, road widening, canal
cleaning, road construction and
you will see the sign Dadaloy angginhawa and its under
construction for almost 6 months, 1
year or more. Luckily, the flow of traffic moved on, and a bus
overtaken our jeepney, expelled a
cloud of black fume right in my face, and another major concern,
Pollution. My idea was that
maybe at the age of 40 or 50, I am lying in the bed of sickness
especially if I will live here in
Manila. Sometimes I just think, how irresponsible people really
are nowadays. And how I just
remembered the flood happened these past few weeks.
So ok, Im already nearing school, as I was dropped by at Kalaw,
I saw a group of people
chattering about nonsense stuff, like bullying other people at
their back, and what I thought was
how racist can a person get? Like if they could look at
themselves for a while, and see that we
arent perfect physically sometimes? Well Imlike that too so I
was also hit by my own
thoughts. So I walked again, passed by the AdU walkway, and
entered the SV church, silently, I
prayed, as I went out, I saw so many students who is also
passing by the church to pray, and then
I realized, religion really makes a big difference to people,
how they act each and every day, how
