Life is beautiful.
I have been posting and writing this line for quite a period of time now because I truly believe that LIFE is indeed pretty. Prior to my students's exposure at a pyschiatric hospital, a self-analysis exercise was done with them. The objective of this test is for US to achieve self-awareness for how can one proceed to understand other's plight if he/she does not know oneself fairly well. One question I raised was " What is God's most precious gift to you?" Majority of them wrote LIFE as their answer.
I cannot agree further with them.I have two answers though.For me,it is LIFE and LOVE combined.One can't occur without the other.
That is why headlines on TV and broadsheet make me sad. Young people are taking their lives away. :( Suicide is defined as an act of intentionally killing one self. Suicidal ideation(thoughts of attempting to commit suicide) may be manifested by depressed individuals. Psychiatric Nursing is one subject which is of great interest to me. It is exciting in a manner that we can relate with the different disorders one small way or another.Depression is one topic lengthily discussed and suicide comes along with it. Worse,these young kids act as the culprits/killers too. What is happening???
Ten year-olds are supposed to be playing with utmost innocence and pure heart instead of trying to end a classmate's breathing pattern. They should have crayons in their hands to enhance their gift of art instead of pulling a trigger on their teachers. Teenagers are expected to slowly come out of their shell and carefully understand and experience the wonders of this world,make friends who share common good interest with them and NOT giving up the miracle of their birth because of passion.My gosh!! What passion?? Pardon me,I just cannot comprehend it. They barely had the appetizers,main course and sweet desserts are patiently waiting for them.
I can't contain my disappointment. I had to say to my students this week, "Sorry but your generation is sick." Youngsters have very low tolerance to pain and hardships. Say,during our time,we had to buy newspapers and read printed journals for submission of current trend report. We read textbooks to further understand our subjects. Now, they just "Google" it. This social networking gen easily gets frustrated because there is no release of endorphins,chemicals that can naturally make people happy because their hobbies include computer games and various web sites to gather "friends." Have they ever tried hide and seek,patintero,tumbang preso? Old school yes but worth to try because of real interaction and movement of extremities.
I get to think of my nieces and nephew plus my grandkids. I am thinking of their future.How would it be? I continue to pray that they may grow to be loving and caring individuals. Freud said everything,all that we are and we will be originates from the oral/infancy stage. I cannot disagree. Love,security,care and belongingness start at home, in the family.I hope we don't get to hear the kids say,Where is the love?"
At 33, I am proud to say that I belong to a generation who grew up with no cable,computers,malls yet experienced jackstones,syato and tumbang preso. I didn't have a friend named Google but I had older cousins and brothers whom I turned to for anwers to my queries.I didn't possess Disney dolls,my kuyas never had Power Ranger toys and PSPs but boredom did not manifest. Time was just rightly spaced for plays at the tree house built by Koyang Mark while munching on aratilis and mansanitas,night chats with cousins cramped in a tiny bedroom during sleepovers and make-believe "beauty parlor" with the girls.
Allow me to retract my earlier statement that the youth is sick. I choose HOPE rather than fear.Together with my apos,I toured Fort Santiago. Isn't it, Jose Rizal stated Ang kabataan ang pag-asa ng bayan. Prove him right,please.
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