My Family Thinks I'm an Activist Because I'm from UP
During family gatherings, the elders' favorite appetizer has always been a bowl of questions to the young ones mostly about school strewed with a few questions about who's having romantic affairs already. Their question regarding school always starts with "Where are you studying again?" when it's my turn, I vigorously say "UP, University of the Philippines." I have always been proud of answering this question as I often get compliments like "Oh, UPCAT is very hard to pass. You must be really smart."
However, in our very own family dining table, I get reactions like "So you're an activist now?" and my other aunt says "Rallying must be normal to you? Or maybe you have been joining rallies already?" One of them even added, "Maybe you haven't been attending classes; instead you're in the streets shouting nonsense."
Their appetizer made me lose my appetite. All I wanted to do then was introduce a new appetizer recipe made with systematic, constructive enviable points that will not cater to personal interests but have a general perspective about issues.
Instead, I just respectfully said, "You actually have the freedom to join or not, it's not like a class requirement, which means not everyone in UP are into protesting."
When in my mind, I wanted to say how much I have grown tired of all the stereotyping not only coming from my own family but from everyone else who thinks that to be in UP is to be an activist.
It is not like being branded as one is negative but I do not deserve to be called one.
To be an activist is to have a brave soul that is selfless enough to shout in the streets to become the voice of the minority, to understand the real situation of our nation beyond the surface level, to resolutely fight against these problems despite being called names and to be bombarded with ad hominem attacks and threats to their security when after all, they're not doing it for themselves but for everybody, even for the ones calling them "stupid."ADVERTISEMENT - CONTINUE READING BELOW
My aunt finally came to the table serving the family's inherited specialty, I expected for the interrogation to come to an end as we were eating dinner all together now but my aunt didn't seem to let go of bombarding me with the things all UP students are tired of hearing, which was "Sus mang-eskwela pa lang mo ug tarung, dili kay magsayang sa tax sa tao (It's better for you to study well than waste the people's taxes)."
This is only one of the most annoying accusations battered to us by many. Contrary to popular belief, we are called "iskolars" not literally because we aren't paying school fees. Sure, a portion of the taxes are allocated in state universities which is not just in UP, but we are not wasting people's taxes.
We are actually aware of social issues and we choose to fight for it, while we are also in the battle of accomplishing requirements which includes papers, exams and a lot more. We consider more than 5 hours of sleep as a waste of time, so you can't call us a waste of tax.
I still tried to eat dinner, though. There was only a last piece of chicken leg left in the platter and as I reached for it my uncle came with the last piece of insult also, saying "Mga bright man gud kaayo, mao na mga dako ug ulo (They're too smart that's why they have huge heads)."
This used to be a compliment, but now this is something that they feel like using against me. All I wanted to say was, first of all thank you. It's a privilege to be called a genius just because I am in UP, however I am not.
If there's one thing I am sure about, it's that UP has taught me a lot of things beyond the units of my subjects. UP doesn't limit its students to academic values but also to social issues which are equally important.
This has helped shape my opinion from my then childish and skewed perspective into a more logical and open-minded point of view that consists respecting and listening to other people's opinions, even those opposing mine.ADVERTISEMENT - CONTINUE READING BELOW
And as much as I want to defend myself and all other UP students from my family's statements, I calmly answer, "I know where all these activists are coming from, and we all need to see and understand that. Anyway, all of these are just stereotyping and generalizing." I said this in hopes of creating an intellectual discourse that won't end up in the pinpointing of who's right and wrong, but instead end up with a balanced perspective.
So I kept quiet, despite all the stereotyping and generalizing. Yes, we strongly fight for our stance, but we are not the violent and aggressive people everybody brands us to be when it comes to pushing our opinions and proving ourselves right. What we value most is to rise to an understanding that both parties are worth listening to, despite their differing views. This was the chance they failed to give me—to talk and to help them understand why we think the way we think, why we do what we do.
My thoughts are finally interrupted as one of my cousins suddenly started teasing our niece for having a crush in school which immediately grabbed everyone's attention. This revelation led to teasing, laughter, and sharing of everyone's crush stories from back then which eventually became the family's dessert.
Are you from UP, too? What stereotypes do people assume about you because you're a UP student? Let's talk.
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Outdoors Danielle Flestado @artdkf | May 1, 2020 "I miss the outside world. The last time I went outside of our house was on my birthday. We just bought coffee across our village and went back home immediately. This painting made me feel that I'm in a field, just appreciating the beauty of God's creation. Can you imagine the green grass and pink flowers?"
When everything around you suddenly turns dark, the first thing we'd prolly do, as humans, is to find and grab anything that is closest and nearest to us. We'll hold onto them for as long as we can, trying to collect ourselves and gather courage to adjust our eyesights to the pitch black environment that's consuming us minute by minute. And then you'd hear nothing. Your sense of hearing would somehow go off after not seeing anything for quite awhile. You'll let loose. Cry. Panic. You'll be exhausted for fighting your way out. Then just when you're about to stop and give up, you're no longer afraid. There's only this deafening silence and pithole of darkness that's gonna eat you up alive. And surprisingly, you'll make a home out of it.
You'll make a home out of the darkness that when a ray of light suddenly hits you, you'll try to avoid it. You'll try to cover your eyes. You'll try to cover your ears from the voices trying to help you get out of it. You'll try to hide because your mind and body will go against your will to come out and live. Because the darkness that used to scare you, now comforts you in a way you thought has helped you survived life. And you'll try to live. Day by day. In the darkness. Not knowing where to go. Not knowing where to start. Not knowing who is with you. You will try to live until the darkness that once surrounds you is now within you. And everyday, it's gonna be a cycle of subtle torture. But let me tell you a secret. The darkness won't make you whole.
You'll be broken. And in those hair-like cracks, the light will stubbornly fight its way through until it warms you up. Until you realize to check the switch and turn it on. Until you allow other people to help you find your way back in the light. Until you realize you're ready to live in light again. There's a light at the end of this long and dreading tunnel. The only question that matters: will you let them in?
I always thought of life, like a bead where each piece makes it worth sewing together with other piece of beads to make a stronger bond and to create a beautiful result. Today, how do we bond well with different people especially this difficult time? As this day challenges us to a new normal, may we continue to bead along positively with our life.