The Better Half

December 16th, 2008

PUSH
Sarah McLachlan

Every time I look at you the world just melts away
All my troubles, all my fears dissolve in your affections
You’ve seen me at my weakest but you take me as I am
And when I fall you offer me a softer place to land

[CHORUS:]
You stay the course, you hold the line, you keep it all together
You’re the one true thing I know I can believe in
You’re all the things that I desire, you save me, you complete me
You’re the one true thing I know I can believe

I get mad so easy but you give me room to breathe
No matter what I say or do ’cause you’re too good to fight about it
Even when I have to push just to see how far you’ll go
You won’t stoop down to battle but you never turn to go

[CHORUS]

Your love is just the antidote when nothing else will cure me
There are times I cant decide when I cant tell up from down
You make me feel less crazy when otherwise I’d drown
But you pick me up and brush me off and tell me I’m OK
Sometimes thats just what we need to get us through the day

[CHORUS]

The End

Sweet, sweet addiction

December 11th, 2008

Few people know that I have this addiction.

As most addictions go, I find it very hard to stop. Resisting it is futile, my body is so accustomed to having it already that I get depressed if I miss just one session. I have given up a lot of things for it;  I have missed some social gatherings too.

I just feel so different when I give in to this longing. The thrill of the anticipation leaves me breathless, my iris twinkle. I carefully collect my apparatus and keep them hidden in my bag, all but one, from the prying eyes of pedestrians and supervisors at work. And when it is time, I hurry to attend the gathering of fellow fanatics.

Once there, I feel a rush, a high so strong it makes me want to dance and laugh at the same time. My muscles forget their ache, and they stretch and constrict with each stroke. My deadlines are past and the only goal is to end the flight of that one thing - the shuttlecock.

2 more days, and it will be Saturday again. Once more, I will give in to my sweet, sweet addiction.

 

p.s. If you are in Singapore and are looking for badmintonmates, leave a comment. :o)

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T’was a Pacman Fight All Along

December 7th, 2008

Today was  not my usual Sunday. I woke up at 9 am with great anticipation for Manny Pacquiao’s fight. I have watched the last 4 four of his fights, and each experience was always exhilarating and fulfilling because he always delivers one hell of a fight, win or lose.

Today he is fighting against Oscar de la Hoya, who is the greatly favored fighter in this match. He is taller (4 inches), bigger, has more experience, and longer reach. In fact, MGM Grand oddsmakers opened the fight with De La Hoya as an 8-to-5 favorite. But Manny has the advantage of age, speed, and power. These, with his self-discipline and relentless fighting style, make him quite the fighter to beat.

The fight took place at the welterweight limit of 147 pounds, so both fighters had to make adjustments in weight. Manny had to pack 12 more pounds and move up two weight classes, and de la Hoya, a.k.a. the Golden Boy, had to shed 3 pounds and step down one weight class to make the cut.

Manny was introduced first, and Karylle Tatlonghari (daughter of Zsazsa Padilla) had the honor of singing the Philippine anthem. The Filipino crowd gave a raucous cheer to the boxing champ who has fed the dreams of many, both at home and overseas. As is his practice, Manny knelt in his corner and prayed.

The favored Oscar de la Hoya had the grand entrance, and his fans gave a boisterous welcome as well. He looked younger than his age and good-looking despite his profession, hence the Golden Boy title. But perhaps the billions of cash that he rakes in in Pay Per View earnings help too ;o) He had smooth cheeks, and an angular jaw that he kept punching while striding towards the ring.

The ringside announcer belted the now familar lines of ‘Laadieees and Gentlemeen, h-let’s get readdeee too rruummmble’, the first bell sounded, and the first round was on. Nothing very exciting happened during that round, but it left us worried because de la Hoya seemed to throw and land more punches than Manny, who just kept doing head-bobbing dance moves. My housemates and I were gathered in the dining area, all 6 pairs of eyes riveted to a 21-inch laptop screen kept alive by an internet stream; we were watching alongside thousands of boxing  afficionados, and truly this is one of the moments when the entertainment access provided by the Net is feverishly appreciated. The second round got us cheering on our feet, and punches were being thrown in the air(ours); in my excitement, my hands had subconsciously gripped and massaged one housemate’s shoulders. Hahahaha! I think that was one hard massage. Ouch!

I had closed the main door so the neighbors couldn’t hear us. The windows were kept shut too, but I think our voices still could not be subdued. By the end of the 4th round De la Hoya was already looking tired and beat up, and I knew for certain that he would soon fold. We had another laptop on stand by, and from what we gathered from independent round scoring, Manny won in all rounds. And he looked as fresh as he did when he walked in the ring. What happened to the Golden Boy?

Back in his corner after the fifth round, de la Hoya looked a little stunned. His left eye had sustained a cut after the second or third round, and it had swelled after the continuous beating his face took from Manny’s assaults. Already his footwork was getting slow and his punches sloppy. I thought his last round would be the sixth, but he persisted with his advances and kept Manny on his guard. The seventh round was undoubtedly the most action-packed, as Manny succeeded in pushing de la Hoya into a corner and pelting him with power punches that made us scream and air-punch all the more. It was like watching the gold plate being peeled off from a fancy jewelry. By the time the bell rang to end the seventh round, the Golden Boy was a mass of jumbled muscles and composure, all caused by a poor, determined boy from a fishing village in Mindanao.

De la Hoya retreated to his nook, looking even more bewildered. I think I heard him say to his physician that there was nothing he could do, that Manny was just too strong and too fast for him. Such salutations from the enemy are always music to one’s ears. His physician, too, was ready to throw in the towel after assessing the damage to de la Hoya’s face and body, and at that stage if they pursued the fight, de la Hoya was bound to get more battering.

And so it happened. De la Hoya stood up and made a beeline for Pacquiao and gave the resignatory embrace, and it was more, much more gratifying to have an opponent concede defeat even before the last round. What a great fight this has been, and it ended honorably and sensibly for both highly respected boxers. Manny turned back to his corner and kneeled once more, this time to give thanks to his God for yet another resounding victory under his belt. And we, the people all around the world, rejoiced with him.

Carried away by that tumultuous win, we ordered a celebratory lunch with Pizza Hut, four different flavors of their Viva Pizza, 2 1.5 liters of Pepsi, and a set of spicy sweet chicken drumsticks - a pleasant ending to a vigorous boxing match, I would say. More power to the Filipino fighters!!

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My Little Friends

November 30th, 2008

They are two small creatures, each one the complete opposite of the other. One dark, the other light. One with sleek hair, the other a furry ball. Their names are Nigel and Justin. They are my adopted dogs.

I ‘borrowed’ them from a friend who was taking an out-of-the-country vacation for three days. She knew I had long been wanting to have my own dog, and rationalized that it would be better if I had a dry run, to see if I can manage caring for dogs in this Singapore setting. In my country (the Philippines) other. One dark, the other light. One with sleek hair, the other a furry ball. Their names are Nigel and Justin. They are my adopted dogs.

I ‘borrowed’ them from a friend who was taking an out-of-the-country vacation for three days. She knew I had long been wanting to have my own dog, and rationalized that it would be better if I had a dry run, to see if I can manage caring for dogs in this Singapore setting. In my country (the Philippines) dogs are common pets, and almost every household has at least one, of any breed. They are rarely leashed, but sad to say they are rarely well-taken care of too and some of them are even left on their own to fend for food, hence earning the monicker ‘askal’ or street dog.  Here in Singapore having pets are influenced by housing laws strictly enforced by the government. The HDB (Housing Development Board) came up with a list of specific dog breeds that are permitted in the housing units. And they have to be leashed all the time the minute they step out of the unit. Any dog on the street, with breed or not, is considered a stray.

So the dry run was a wise idea, actually. I was surprised by her offer however, because I wasn’t planning to have pet dogs anytime soon. Nevertheless it was an opportunity I did not want to miss. Thursday evening found me at the door of my friend’s house, excited and scared at the same time.

The First Meeting

As soon as my friend opened the door, a pandemonium ensued. There was barking and yelping, scratching and jumping, pawing and nuzzling. The two dogs were struggling to outdo the other in terms of affection garnered and were straining to land on my friend’s lap although she wasn’t seated yet. In fact it was amazing that she managed to stay upright during the whole welcoming episode. All the while I was already thinking to myself, “What have I gotten myself into?”

My Wards

Feeling very much like a nanny on an interview, I sat down and got myself acquainted with the dogs while my friend petted them.

Justin is the shih tzu, a breed of dog with long hair that can cover its entire face if allowed to grow too long. He was very composed (after the initial uproar, that is) and had a lovely face that seemed to beg to be petted. His fur was light brown on his head and from the shoulder all the way to his hind legs, and was cream on the neck and two forelegs and the tip of his tail. The tips of both ears were dark brown, as were his cheeks. His fur had just gotten a trim (SGD$35!) from the nearby dog parlor, and he would have looked prim and proper if not for his wet whiskers that gave him away. His whiskers would stay wet most of the time because when he is not lapping up water, some strands would inadvertently be wet by his licks. I scratched his ears, and half the battle was won.

Nigel was something else though. Honestly, he was scary, initially. He is a Boston Terrier, a breed with compact, lithe bodies, erect ears, short tails, and short squarish muzzle. He has this remarkable wrinkle on his cheeks to the inner corner of his eyes that made him look sad and fierce at the same time. His nosed looked too further pushed back. He had the typical sleek black coat on both eyes and ears, and from shoulder all the way to the hind legs, and white on his forehead, neck, breast, and all four paws. I could see his nails were trimmed, but they were still long. He had this deep, solid bark that I often associate with dogs who bite, plus he looked very strong and naughty. At that time he was wrestling a huge ball which was soon deflated by his claws and teeth, and I found myself wanting to take only Justin.

First Impression Not Always Correct

Perhaps my friend was already used to Nigel being mistaken as difficult to handle, because she assured me that while Nigel looked like a brute, he is actually more affectionate than Justin, just more spirited. Once he had gotten used to you, he likes to park his rear near your leg, and is very competitive for affection. Both dogs were given to her by a friend who was then migrating to the US, and they had always been together since they were puppies. So it would seem a bit cruel to take just one of them…sigh!

Getting Ready for a Vacation

We had dinner (it was my friend’s birthday, a fact that she hid from everyone else in the office and revealed to me when we were a few metres from her house), and the dogs had theirs afterwards. Then we packed half a bag of dog food, their feeding bowls, fur spray, wet wipes, plastic ball, and plastic bags (for poops). While my friend had her vacation, the dogs were having theirs too. And I was to be their host.

We took them for a brief walk, and as I was still in a daze, barely took in the facts and tips spouted by my friend. I observed both dogs while they strained against their leashes and tried to out lead the other. They sniffed and circled, peed on trees, and sniffed almost everything we passed by. Finally we hailed a cab, got one after 3 failed attempts(some taxi drivers took off after learning the dogs were part of the entourage), and went to my estate.

Next….Paw Peculiarities.

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After All These Years

November 23rd, 2008

by Arnel Pineda(Journey)

A faded wedding photograph
You and me in our first dance
Our eyes are closed
We’re lost in one sweet embrace
Since those days the world has changed
Our love remains the same
God knows we’ve had our share of saving grace

And I’m proud of all the blessings
You have given me
The mountains we have climbed to get this far
You learn to take the laughter with the tears
After all these years

You make it feel brand new
After the fires that we walked thru
Against the odds we never lost our faith

In a house we’ve made our own
Where our children all have grown
Precious moments time can not erase

Make a livin’ up and down the gypsy highway
Seasons that we’ve beared to share apart
Somehow in my heart I always keep you near
After all these years

After all these years
You stood by me
The days and nights that I was gone
After all these years
You sacrificed, believed in me
And you stood strong
Cause with our love there’s nothing left to fear
After all these years

After all these years
You stood by me
The days and nights that I was gone
After all these years
You sacrificed, believed in me
And you stood strong
Cause with our love there’s nothing left to fear
After all these years

The End

A Special Day

November 4th, 2008 Tagged

I officially started my 28th year today. For me it’s not so much as the cakes and the singing, but the opportunity to review the past year, that gives meaning to that special day in our lives. I celebrated that day simply: I had a fresh morning, efficient time at work, had lunch with friends from my workplace, read birthday greetings, then had dinner with intimate friends. It is a good feeling, knowing that people remember your birthday, and knowing that through the years they will always be there.

Dinner was at a Chinese restaurant. We ordered grilled chicken topped with roasted garlic and shallots (aromatic, and succulent), sweet and sour pork ribs (a bit too sweet, but tender), seafood hotpot (tasty, but the quantity leaves you wanting for more), steamed siew mai, and seafood fried rice. It was my brother’s first birthday treat for me, and that made it more special. Talk was lively and funny as we reminisced the past and got excited for the future. I had a chocolate cake courtesy of another friend, and I gave each of them a slice. Mmm, that sweet thing CAN make you drowsy(rum in cake). I ended the celebration with a light yoga session at home, but that made me unable to sleep, much like tonight. :o)

How the years pass. It seems only yesterday when I remarked that I feel old graduating at 21. But my, 28…tsk, tsk. I spoke too soon didn’t I? But a good thing is that lately I seem to be more sure of what I want, and the resources and chances to pursue what I truly love doing are presenting themselves to me. Too bad, I am running the risk of losing one. Oh well, such is life; we must learn to accept that there are some things we cannot change. There is nothing else to do but bow our heads, learn from those things, and move on.

It is a difficult feat, living life with your ideals intact, but at the end of the day, they will be all you have. If you lost them, you’ll find that in moments of aloneness, even you don’t like yourself.

I didn’t celebrate my birthday with a bang, but with a solemnity and introspection that gave my life more clarity. I am grateful to all my friends for celebrating it with me. I have grown with you, and I hope I have somehow watered your life too.

Cheers to a wonderful world! :o)

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Never Say Die

October 18th, 2008 Tagged ,

Yesterday was an exciting day. The Tropang Smashers and the Pinoy SG held a dual meet in the Tampines Sports Hall. I am with the Tropang Smashers, and I am very proud of my group’s performance.

There were 7 categories: Women’s A and B divisions, Men’s A, B+ and B-, and the Mixed Doubles A and B. Had the basis been most number of wins in the divisions, my team would have gotten the Gold Cup. However the pre-agreed criteria was the most number of games won, and that went to Pinoy SG.

I went home with 2 gold medals: one for the women’s doubles, and another for the mixed doubles. There were times when my partners and I faced difficult opponents, and we gave away too much points because of errors and service faults, but our tenacity and determination to hang on, to never say die, always pulled us through, or at least put a minimal distance between our score and our opponent’s.

The meet was an excellent opportunity to meet fellow Filipinos and build  rapport with them. Each side cheered loudly for their players, some cheered for all players, chanting ‘Go Pinoys!’. We had the awarding ceremonies, and then the lengthy picture-taking, and the games were over just as soon as they started.

After the awarding ceremonies, we had dinner at the Japanese restaurant behind the Sports Hall. There were 21 of us, we occupied a long table and 2 other tables, and we managed to get the attention of the other diners with our loud chatting. :o)

We learned a lot about our play, and we know that we can do better next time. We have another opportunity this November 8 and 9, in the BM8 Open Meet, but sadly I will be joining only the Women’s doubles because my male partner will be in New Zealand for a company training.

My medal cache seem to be growing..I should add a few more trophies for good measure. ;o) My main aim though is just to stay fit and healthy as I age. :o))

Till the next tournament, Ciao!

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Are you a UPV Alumni?

October 7th, 2008

If yes, have you registered or updated your profile with the UPV Office of the Alumni Relations?

If not, please do! Click this link: UPV Office of the Alumni Relations

Thank you!!

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QUESTIONS FOR THE FUTURE OF U.P. by Washington SyCip

October 7th, 2008

QUESTIONS FOR THE FUTURE OF U.P.
By Washington SyCip

September 3, 2008

PRESIDENT Emerlinda Roman, members of the faculty and friends of U.P.

Not being a graduate of the leading educational institution of the country, I am deeply honored that you have invited me to be one of the speakers in your celebration of a hundred years of service to the nation.

In today’s talk I intend to raise a number of very frank questions. Since you receive more government funds than any other educational institution in the country, I, as a taxpayer, may claim the right to do so.

I hope you will not consider this as an abuse of the gracious invitation extended me by President Roman.

1. Going over the book “The University of the Philippines – A University for Filipinos” which was published as U.P. celebrated its Diamond Jubilee twenty five years ago, one cannot miss the introduction that says “a U.P. degree holder is generally believed to be more capable than most college graduates, as well as imbued with a sense of purpose, with minds capable of new ideas and perceptions and passionate commitment to the social good.”

If U.P. has accurately claimed that during the past 62 years, after we left the U.S. umbrella, U.P. graduates have occupied the presidential chair for 46 years, then I may ask you “Why are we in such a mess?”

Over fifty years ago, we were told that with our advantages of being a Christian nation and a democracy, we will be, next to Japan, the leading nation in East Asia. Today we find ourselves in a steadily declining position regardless of what measure we go by: poverty index, per capita spending on education, crime rate, corruption ranking, peace and order, rural health, the list goes on.

Unfortunately, we have even found ourselves, in spite of our large population, with the lamentable distinction of being the only major Southeast Asian nation that did not win any medal at the recently concluded Olympic games.

Can we blame the religion Spain brought to our shores five centuries ago for our limitations or the U.S. for the failure of our democracy? Shouldn’t our decades of freedom be long enough for us to correct any inherited disadvantages?

With all the talented people we have, why have we not been able to produce a Lee Kwan Yew, who in one generation brought his people in Singapore to income levels of the U.S. or Germany?

Or a K. T. Li of Taiwan, a physics graduate of Cambridge, who introduced the computer to every age group in Taiwan so that this small country has become the largest exporter of computers and components?

Or a Mahathir of Malaysia who greatly improved infrastructure and increased income levels of all citizens in a mixed society of Malays, Chinese and Indians?

Or a General Park of South Korea whose tough and disciplined administration industrialized a country where the large firms successfully competed with the companies of its former colonial master?

Or a Deng Hsiao Ping who released the energy of his people to achieve in 25 years the greatest reduction of poverty in world history?

We did have the promise of a Ramon Magsaysay who as secretary of defense greatly improved peace and order but whose unfortunate early death 50 years ago prevented him from carrying out a program to improve the lives of the bottom group of our people.

Then we had Rafael Salas, a brilliant graduate of U.P. in 1969, fresh from managing the transformation of chronic shortage into an astounding Philippine rice sufficiency breakthrough, Salas accepted a United Nations offer to head a fledgling fund. He believed at the U.N. there would be a possibility of making a contribution to solving what he thought was becoming one of the world’s major problems - population. He thought that the same strategies employed in the rice sufficiency program, would work in a sophisticated international environment as they did in tradition-bound Philippine rural communities. In fact he was proven right. Alex Marshall of the United Nations Population Fund writes:

“The consensus which Salas built is more than an act of diplomacy. It is the solid evidence of the recognition worldwide of the importance of population in development programmes. It has helped to change the policies of governments; it has helped to change the lives of millions of people. It has set men and women free to make choices for themselves, and helped secure the future of children yet unborn. They and all of us stand in his debt.”

But Filipinos have surmised that Rafael left the Philippines because his integrity and competence could not survive in a climate of government corruption.

Will U.P. be able to produce other leaders like Salas and can they succeed in the Philippine political soil?

In 1983, thirty years after he had graduated from this University, and at that time an under secretary general at the United Nations, he returned here to receive an honorary doctor of laws degree from his alma mater. As Salas thanked the University for the honor conferred on
him, he also took leave by asking the question:

“What can the scholars of this University do to solve the problems of the Philippines when it will be a country of 70 million people”?

His widow, Carmelita R. Salas, the highly respected Philippine ambassador to the Czech Republic, speaking at the World Population Day forum in Manila this last July, pointed to this very same concern. Today, she said, the Philippines is a country of 89 million, and in 2030 will be close to 140 million. Again, Rafael would have asked the scholars of this University the same question today.

I ask: what would be their answer?

Post Edsa I, in February of 1987, when freedom in the Philippines had been won with what the world would know as “people power,” Salas was keynote speaker at the district meeting of Rotary Clubs in Manila. In a speech that one Rotarian referred to as the best SONA he had ever heard, Rafael spoke on “managing the aftermath.” Let me read to you part of what he said:

“But this freedom cannot be fully exercised unless there is order. Governments are instituted to insure peace, stability and continuity; to enable the citizens to plan their future and insure the survival and growth of their children. The resumption of hostilities with the NPA and the constant threat of rebellion in Mindanao and a very high incidence of crime are pointers of the lack of order I speak of. Insecurity stifles productivity. No long-term investment and high productivity can be encouraged when businessmen feel uncertain and insecure. The administration has exerted a sincere effort to resolve these problems. But time presses. Order must prevail. A free society cannot be mobilized for development unless there is a feeling of safety and confidence in the future.”

The same speech would have been relevant post Edsa II.

How prophetic and unfortunate that things have not changed the past 20 years!

But “why” we must ask ourselves.

Let us begin by focusing on education.

We tend to unfairly blame every current administration for our problems. But can’t we see that the steady decline of educational standards is the cumulative effect of the neglect of many administrations and the unwillingness to adopt long term solutions to problems that cannot be solved by a ribbon cutting event!

The success or failure of any organization depends upon its policies and efforts on developing its human resources. For a nation to adopt short term policies on education is national suicide! doesn’t the solution of peace and order problems depend upon relatively equal educational opportunities for the rich and poor, for the Christians and Moslems?

2. We as a nation are proud to have a University older than Harvard. Proud that U.P. celebrates the success of a hundred years. We are proud of Ateneo, La Salle and many other Catholic universities where men and women of upper income groups are educated.

We praise these institutions of learning but as a nation we seem to accept the scandalously high national dropout rates of students in basic education. The figures are worse in Moslem areas and in poor communities.

In many towns and villages, Synergeia, led by Nene Guevara, and working with mayors and community leaders who want change, has improved literacy rates. But much, much greater national efforts are needed.

As the recipient of the largest of government education funds, shouldn’t U.P. endeavor to enlist its many successful and wealthy alumni in a campaign to return to their alma mater the benefits they have received from the school and thus enable more funds to be diverted from U.P. and allocated to basic education?

Should the students from upper income groups not be asked to pay for the full cost of education? When upper income families send their children abroad, they do pay “full tuition.” Should they not be asked to do the same in their own country?

Has U.P. studied how neighboring countries have dropped poverty levels?

The Asian Development Bank just released a report pointing out that the Philippines and India, who claim to be democracies, lag behind East Asian countries in reducing poverty. China and Vietnam, both authoritarian states, are the two countries that have rapidly reduced
poverty. Are there lessons to be learned here?

Why have Singapore and Thailand developed hospitals for “medical tourism” while we send our excellent doctors and nurses to developed countries? Should we not advocate some system where destination countries compensate us for training these professionals?

Are inward remittances of poor overseas workers with divided families offsetting outward remittances of upper income Filipinos, educated in subsidized schools like U.P., and setting up households abroad?

You can, of course, tell me that the world is flat and young people should be free to move anywhere. yes - our young men and women should go abroad - it widens their horizon and gives them the skills to better serve their country. But we should strive to keep their hearts
Filipino and with a resolve that they will return to serve in their country’s development. and government policy should work with them to use its limited resources to reduce poverty and improve the lives of all citizens.

Is U.P. doing its part to help government adopt long term educational measures to ensure this?

3. We all agree on the need of national unity. Can we point to the politics of fraternities as the root of the excessive time spent on national politics? Or is the lack of unity a basic disadvantage of an island nation?

Is the sluggish pace of economic development the result of blind acceptance of western thinking that political freedom or democracy comes ahead of economic freedom? Doesn’t democracy assume that there must be the “rule of law” which implies an independent judiciary with well trained and well paid honest lawyers? Where judges may be poorly paid and subject to political pressures is it possible to have an independent judiciary let alone a working democracy?

U.P. has produced excellent lawyers and many of the bar topnotchers that are managing the large law firms - but are they leaders in reforming the judicial system?

4. U.P. and Asia

How close is U.P. to recognizing that the Philippines is part of Asia and that China, India and Japan will be exerting more influence on our future than the U.S. and Europe?

Is the faculty of U.P.’s School of Asian Studies deeply knowledgeable about the culture and the political thinking of our neighbors and are they proficient in other Asian languages?

Even Japan, very closely allied to the U.S., does not have the government or economic structure of the Western world. The party in power has not changed for over 50 years and its corporate structure and behavior are very different from Western firms.

With the Toyota donation, you will at least have the physical structure for the School of Asian Studies. But the faculty is even more important than the building.

Does our being the only Catholic country in Asia, with an extremely conservative church leadership, seen only in Poland and Malta, hamper our capacity to understand our Asian neighbors? What is the role of U.P. as the only well known Philippine university that is not Catholic?

With a 6-percent Moslem minority and our dependence on imported energy, does U.P. have a faculty that is knowledgeable in the history and culture of the Middle East and fluent in Arabic languages?

To follow U.S. policy, which will have to favor Israel, can only spell disaster for the Philippines.

Has U.P. studied what measures should be taken to narrow the education gap between Christians and Moslems?

5. U.P. Campus

About 10 days ago I was present at the ceremonies when Toyota, responding to the efforts of George Ty, agreed to donate the very attractive P100 million building to U.P. Its architect, Jose Danilo Silvestre, dean of the College of Architecture, assured me that he and other alumni like Mr. Palafox, noted urban designer, would be willing to donate their time and expertise to landscape the present campus.

Maintenance of a “new” campus can be assigned to building occupants or fraternities, or student organizations. Maybe you can collect parking fees from cars parked in the campus. Talented Filipino artists and sculptors can then be encouraged to display their work in the campus!

Does U.P. have a development plan for its large campus?

6. U.P. and Tourism

Our 3,000,000 arrivals a year are way behind our neighbors’ 10 to 12 million visitors. Tourism benefits all the people in the countryside. Our people are known to be the most hospitable and friendly. We are ahead of our neighbors in English, the first language of tourism.

When I visited Bohol last year I was told the influx of German tourists to the attractive island is due to the 200 Germans who have happily settled there with their Filipina wives.

The hospitality industry will be the growth area of the country. Will your different schools play a major role in assisting Secretary Durano achieve his targets?

7. U.P. and Agriculture

I have met many Thais who are graduates of the prestigious Los Baños agricultural school. But I wonder why the Thais, who usually bring back a Filipina wife, have made Thai agriculture much more productive and efficient than what we have been able to do here.

Let us take notice of the dole success story. As dean of the Business School, Cesar Virata had strongly advocated cooperation with Los Baños. Through his efforts, Dole established their very successful and productive agri-business operations in Mindanao.

With the Catholic Church’s campaign against a sound government population policy, which in turn hampers the country’s capacity for addressing its population growth rate, perhaps U.P.’s contribution to increasing rice production, can prevent a recurrence of the problem that we had this year!

I was on the board of a Malaysian palm oil company that was diversifying into bamboo, they told me the bamboo experts were in Los Baños. Yet we import bamboo shoots from China!

Since agriculture is still the most important part of our economy, shouldn’t U.P. then, in cooperation with successful farmers, put particular focus on the study and implementation of efficient food production to bring food costs down?

8. Alumni Relations

A new university has the disadvantage of not having a successful alumni group that you can tap for funds.

U.P. has the advantage of celebrating a centennial with very distinguished and wealthy graduates in practically every field of activity. But has your dependence on government funds resulted in a neglect of your alumni? How many buildings, laboratories, auditoriums, professorial chairs have been donated by your many prosperous alumni?

Many of the facilities at the Philippine General Hospital needs improvement. Yet this was the training ground of many doctors from U.P. One very socially responsible U.P. medical school graduate in the U.S., who is planning to retire here, told me he was shocked when some of his classmates here were bragging about how little taxes they were paying in spite of their luxurious houses, cars and trips abroad!

Are your alumni aware that they can legally reduce taxes by donating to U.P.? Maybe yearly seminars to update your graduates on the latest developments in their profession can encourage them to give an annual amount to U.P.

I have no doubt that a well organized and aggressive alumni relations office will yield large dividends for U.P. and the nation.

9. Faculty

The greatness of a university is always measured by its faculty. Faculty that will inspire not merely instruct. mentors that will encourage learning and the use of this knowledge towards nation building.

A nation’s progress is also determined by what it does to develop its human resources.

I read the report of your National College of Public Administration and Governance and was very impressed with the qualifications of the faculty and lecturers. Aside from seminars, publications and workshops, won’t it be wonderful if they can implement the many changes they are advocating, in basic education, in the civil service, in local government and in the fight against corruption?

My contacts with your faculty are mainly from your excellent School of Economics and the Business School and, of course, with Cynthia Bautista who has given invaluable help to the Magsaysay Foundation in focusing on its plans for the next 50 years.

Is this standard of excellence I see also found in the other departments?

Can U.P. encourage its bright faculty to publish objective position papers on national issues that will stop the endless and confusing debates that are in full page ads in the daily newspapers?

Considering the contribution U.P. can make in our nation’s future, should this university not have a “think tank” with experts from its different schools, possibly also working with non U.P. graduates, to study where the nation is today, its negatives and positives, and how it could move forward in the next 25 and 50 years?

Hopefully, our many bright people will unite behind this program to reduce poverty and put the Philippines again in a respectable position in Asia.

Maybe some of the questions I have raised may be expecting too much from an educational institution, with limited funds, to solve all of our national problems.

But it is the price of leadership. The brightest young men and women come to your campus and for these young minds, you must endeavor to attract and retain the best faculty in every school.

It is my profound hope that against all challenges, this great University, with an inspired administration, a strong faculty and an alumni conscious of its responsibility to the nation, can, together with the Secretary of Education, take the lead in the implementation of major reforms in our public schools, without which poverty reduction will be difficult. And without which, equal opportunity for all its citizens to benefit from economic growth will not be attainable.

With the present financial difficulties facing the developed world, optimists are in short supply. But can we hope that we could follow the path of Ireland, also a very strong Catholic country, that was able to convince the political parties to adopt a common economic program which resulted in the return of the young talented people that had migrated to the United States and United Kingdom? Can the very competent and disciplined economists of U.P. lead in such an effort?

Only then can a united, peaceful and prosperous nation become a reality!

U.P. alumni closely identify the Oblation with their alma mater. But how many of them really know that when the sculptor Tolentino created this figure of a young man whose arms are outstretched in a gesture of sacrifice to his country and humanity, the artist also placed at its
feet a cluster of “katakalanta” leaves, a plant that rapidly multiplies to symbolize, as Tolentino tells us the “undying stream of heroism in the Filipino race.”

As this University celebrates its hundredth anniversary I ask a final question: can we expect from U.P.’s leadership this heroism the country begs for?

The End

Dusk

October 5th, 2008

Why don’t we go down to the beach

bring coffee, take a basket

and lie on checkquered sheets

and swap stories from old?

Or just sit there and watch clouds pass by,

and stare at hoppers as they leap from grass to grass?

Or listen to the sound of the waves as they crash

upon each other on a mad dash to the sand?

I guess we have no more time,

it’s getting dark and we have to click

a few more pages on the net, and watch

a few more videos on YouTube, and play

a few more games online.

The End