Monday, September 13, 2010

FILIPINO’S BURIAL PRACTICES

We Filipinos are endowed all over the world due to our rich heritage, history and culture. These unique features give us the identity of stand and take pride if our precious jewels that our fore father had passed to us.

Due to its being an archipelago, the Philippines is home with thousands of distinct and unique culture that continuously existing up to this days. Within this culture lies our tradition, belief and practices that every person that belongs to that certain culture must obey and practice in order that the culture will keep on existing. And one of this is the burial practices that deals with paying respect to our beloved loved ones who had left us for afterlife.

For the Ilocanos, the dead persons usually professionally embalmed and placed in the coffin. The dead is usually dressed with the National dresses, the Barong Tagalong for the gentlemen and Maria Clara and the Terno are for the ladies. The boy is mourned and prayed for Nine (9) days and night that symbolizes the Nine (9) Holy Mystery of the Rosary. In that period, it is their belief that the coffin’s glass should not be wiped nor cleaned by any member of the family. The carpet of the coffin must not also be swept by the aid of any cleaning material because if it will not be obeyed, bad luck will come or even worst, another member of the family will die. Tang is also served near the coffin for the belief that the soul of the dead person also needs to eat like everybody does.

In the rural areas, the body is brought to the church for the blessing and the body’s final mass. Internment is usually scheduled for 3:00 p.m., to coin with the hour of Christ’s crucifixion. A band precedes the coffin during of the funeral march while the members of the immediate family walk behind the hearse to escort the dead to the cemetery.

But in some urban areas, where the cemeteries or the memorial parks may be some distance away, the funeral procession is replaced by slow-moving motorcade, with the car of the family following the hearse.

The female relatives of the deceased wear black or white band around their upper arm to show their sorrow.

The dead person usually clasps a rosary in his folded hands. Before the coffin is placed into the niche, the coffin is opened for the immediate members of the family to view their loved one for the last time. Sometimes they kiss the coffin’s glass window in farewell. The rosary is broken to prevent another death of the family. It is also a practice that the small children will pass-over the coffin with out touching the coffin’s surface so that the spirit if the dead person will not haunt them. After that, a feast is served for everybody who went to the internment. But before the person must eat he must wash his hand to the boiled water that contains guava leaves. This symbolizes one must wash his sorrow as he deep his hand to the solution and to celebrate that the soul of the person who had passed is now united with God in heaven.

A gulgol is made a day after the internment. It is usually done near the riverbank. It is made to let all the memories of the dead person let go as flow of the water. A nine-day novena is usually prayed for the eternal repose of the deceased. On the fortieth day after the death, a mass is held, followed by a celebration. It is believed that by his time, the soul would have been cleansed in purgatory and reunited with the Lord, just as Christ ascend into heaven forty days after his death.

Meanwhile, on the northern part of the country particularly in Benguet, burial practices are not just as simple as the Ilocanos. It’s a long process that needs to undergo not only to the corpse but also to the bereave family. This process is called mummification. They say that there is no such record about when this practice started but they believed that the persons in there had practice mummification long before the seventeenth century.

According to the elder, mummification begins with the embalmers pouring a solution of salt water into the mouth of the dead person to prevent early decomposition of the internal organs. The corpse is then stripped of clothes and bathed in cold water. Wrapped in the death blanket, the corpse is tied to a chair called the death chair. The chair stands on high stilts. The corpse sits in the chair for a week or so until the body fluids flow out of the swollen body.

In this condition, the corpse is then laid on the floor. Close relatives peel the outer skin off the whole body, which is washed repeatedly with cold water until all the body fluids stop coming out. Covered with the same blanket, the corpse is tied again to the death chair.

The next step is removing the worms that infest the body. When the corpse begins to dry, the juice of boiled and pounded herbs, and guava and patani leaves is applied to the body everyday until it is totally dry. Animal fats and leaves of bisodok and duming are also continuously rubbed on the skin. Then, a fire is built below the death chair, with the regulated heat, to smoke the body up to two years. Tobacco smokes is also blown through the mouth of the dead body because it is believed that tobacco smoke is good preservative.

When the body begins to shrink, its position is change. The corpse is placed in a crouching position with the hands and legs tied to the chest. As the corpse dries, is placed under the sun during the day and smoked during the night.

Drying and smoking are done alternately from two months to one year. At the end of the process, the corpse is placed in the coffin usually made of a hollowed-out trunk of a tree. The coffin can be of various sizes. Decorations markings and drawing of animals or whatever symbols the deceased specified are engrave on the coffin. The corpse is finally buried in the cave of his ancestors, or and other cave chosen by his nearest of kin.

The mumbaki (native priest) decide the day of the burial based on propitious signs during the early evening. Before the corpse is finally buried, native rituals are observed by the town folks. Pigs, carabaos, and cows are butchered, while rice wine (tapuy) is served everyday, until the corpse is buried by the native priest.

Mummification was expensive and took a long time to do. It became a status symbol. The richer the dead man’s family, the costlier the care and maintenance of the mummy.

One’s culture and tradition must not be the basis to judge and degrade the person culture. But it must be the way to get to know him more. And we should take note that we are all Filipinos; the things that you do to others reflects you. Respect is essential. And if this is don’t reign, chaos will automatically take over. It should also be the way to learn how rich our culture is and a vital ground to get to know who we really are.

DOUGHNUT

As far as I know about the history of doughnut, doughnut was made by accident. There was a person before who once tried to bake bread. He put the bread on the oven but then he observed that when he baked the bread, it turn out that the outside of the bread was well baked but in the inside it was not. So he thinks for the possible solutions on how to solve this problem. So he came to a point that he will just made the bread into a ring shape one and luckily he succeeded.

This simple food or bread doesn’t only nourish our body but it teaches us good qualities and lessons of life. If you will asked me what I usually notice about the doughnut in the first glance of it. I would tell to you honestly, the hole of the doughnut. But it doesn’t mean that I’m a judgmental person. But I want to reflect it with our qualities as a Filipino people and as a human in this world.

It is common for us human to criticized people by their wrong doings and negative impressions last in them. That they had made before which they eventually sorry about it. Isnt there is the room for repentance, for sorry. It is easy for us to see all the short comings of that person.

That once a person committed a mistake in life, the mistake lives on as long as these person lives. And worst, the even associate these mistakes that he had committed to his name. it is ussually happening in the community. I usually heared these line.. “ah.. dun ka pupunta, kila Juan na lasengo. Un at un nalang ang lumalabas sa bibig ng tao. Na para bang wala ng nagawang tama ang isang tao.” It is very shameful. Because they remember a certain person by it’s wrong doing.

One perfect example of this is on how we treat our government official. Isn’t it that people often tell the government that it is corrupt, that it is injustice, that it is immoral, that he is doing nothing for the betterment of the Filipino people? We even go to the streets and do rallies against it just to express our emotions. It is easy to tell those things. But is there any time that we asked our selves, is there any basis of what we are saying, is there any proof of these accusations that we accused to the? Nothing is it not?? Any is there any moment in our lives that we asked our selves that how about us, what we can do to our nation.

I was reminded about the famous saying the president of the United States of America- John F. Kennedy. He said, “Ask what you can do to your country, and not you country can do to yourself”. It is easy to critique a person and what he had done. But what if, the person who we are critiquing will asked us to do the same thing; I don’t know if we can do the same.

I think it isn’t innate quality of us human to critique some one or its work. I think it is learned by us with our environment that we lived on. We should bear in mind that as we critique anything or anybody, we should be reminded that we are responsible for our words and actions. That we should consider their feelings.

Critiquing is easy. But had we ever commend a person for his great job.?

We usually use our eyes in seeing most of the time. But in some circimstances, we don’t usually need our hearth in seeing a person. We can also see people with just our hearths alone. Also, try to look the other way around, maybe there is more beatiful qualities that this person that you will discover.

Simple Honesty Is All We Need

Before I proceed, let me define first what’s truth is. The Encarta Dictionary of terms defines truth as the quality, condition, or characteristic of being fair, truthful, and morally upright and synonymous with the words, candor and sincerity

I wrote this simple essay of mine because of a certain person whom I met in text by a friend who gave his number. At first, I was so very reluctant to text him and immediately, he replied my text. And then our friendship starts. He said to me that he is also a Business Administration student from the school I was enrolled with. And he even tells me that he is a homosexual person and I said its okay with me. But later on, he tells the truth that he is not a gay. So we texted each other and befriend. He said also that he is a bullied, he is poor, and he belongs to a conservative and strict religion and so on. I even tell to him if he knows a certain person from the school where he came from and he delightedly said that he knows that person. So I feel very comfortable with him and even told to him that we had a lot of things in common and this friendship will last long.

Within the week, I was so eager to meet him because his course was first offered in the university. And there were a lot of questions that I want to answer by him in regards to his course. And I also want him to see my sketches and also to personally meet him and talk with him in person. Tuesday and Wednesday, we still had connection with each other thru text. But in Thursday and Friday, it was stopped. I did not bother to ask him for that because during those days, the university is busy for the midterm examination so I concluded that he too is busy reviewing his notes.

Until comes Saturday. Exactly one week since we had befriends when he texted me. He asks me if I’m okay and I said yes. From then, we continued to txt again. Our topics are all in the school and other related topics. He even tried to tell me that if he would given the chance to search my name and my picture, he would look for me and when he found me, he will immediately punch me just like what he ad usually do in the school where he came from. Because he said allot of time to me that he is a bully in their university. It was quite pass 10:00 in the evening when he tried to open up things to me and told me the truth of his identity.

He told me that the facts that he said to me are all false. He said that he is a graduate of Business Administration from the private university in our province and he is now currently enrolled in the same university for his non-thesis masteral program. He also told me that he is a Philippine Science High School graduate and a summa cum laude graduate in college. And he had said that all the information about himself that he said is all false.

  You may tell to me and ask me why did I wrote this thing and what’s wrong with that? Well, for me, this is not a funny thing. For me, honesty matters. Why, because even from the start that I had texted him, I had always telling the truth about who I am and who I’m not. And here is he, making you believe that all the info’s that he gave to you are all real. He is lying from the very start.

I was reminded by e very simple yet a very valuable quotation that I read about honesty some where in the magazine, which goes this way, “ALWAS TELL THE TRUTH, AND YOU WON’T BE SORRY OF THE THINGS THAT YOU HAD SAID LAST”. Tell the truth, and the truth will find its way to find you. I always asked also this question to my self, “Why does other people are hard up in telling the truth?” “What’s wrong with truth; will these causes their life if they will tell the truth?” Certainly, I don’t think so.

With what he had made to him, I don’t know tomorrow if I would text him the way we texted each other, because there’s now the burden in your heart that what if he is not telling the truth again and making me believed again of his false information. I’m afraid what would come next that he will tell to me. And until when he will tell more lies to me? And in what point will I be able to decipher which is the real ones.

Sometimes, it’s not always the face validity of a person that person that we should look at to but also in the content validity. If he is honest or not; if he is good or not; and most specially, if he could be better that you are.

Most of the times, it’s not the nature that greatly contributes our life; but the nurture. The upbringing of the child also matters

Friday, August 27, 2010

My Speech

“Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen, and on behalf of your captain, I would like to welcome you to Flight 2008 of Reality Airways. Destination: Unknown. Estimated time of arrival: To be determined. We ask you to find your seat as quickly as possible. Please make it sure that it is the right place for you, as finding your place is essential. We will be cruising at an altitude determined by the heights of your aspirations, so out of concerns for your self and others, set them high.

“We will give no safety instruction as safety is ultimately your decision. Turbulence will occur through out the duration of the flight. You will experience motion sickness and/ or injuries raging from mild to severe. These problems will have to be attended to at your discretion.

“In the probable event that this plane will crash, flotation devises cannot be found under your seat cushion. It is your decision whether to sink or swim. We are sorry for the inconveniences caused, but unfortunately, this is Reality. Thank you and enjoy the rest of your Life.”

Fellow Graduates: we are the passenger of this plane of Life. We are at the transition point: to layover between leaving our small planes for much larger ones. Soon, we will be searching for our place of Existence, discovering who we want to be and what we want to do. We pray to avoid turbulence, struggle to survive in terms of crashes, and try to fly to the heights of our goals. Our final destinations are as of yet unknown. Along the way, we will crash or we will soar. Now is the time for us to make the real journey that lies ahead. Even though we may not be prepared to make that change, we must, as the future waits for no one.

Fellow Graduates, I encourage you to give your future much though. Remember Robert Frost’s poem, “The Road Not Taken.” Consider what Frost had to say about his choice:
“Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

As we ourselves stand here at the “two roads diverging in a yellow wood,” we realized that we have two options. We can take the familiar path, and choose to remain anonymous in the society, or we can take the unfamiliare path, and makie our self to be individuals.

Individualism is a chioce that no bone can make for you; choosing yourself involves your consent. Choosing yourself involves following your dreams and never losing faith in yourself. This may require overcoming many such obstacles, but the end result is worth the struggle.

I encourage you may friends/fellow graduates, not to listen on what others say about you. If some one tells you, “you can’t run that fast,” run faster. If some one tells you, “you can’t jump that high,” jump highier. And if some one tells you, “you aren’t smart enough,” face the test with flying colors. I have the confidence that we are all capable of running faster and jumping highier than any of our peers have before. Dreams can be as big or as small as you want them to, as long as they are yours, and you approach them with sely-assuredly. It is our choice to follow our dreams, and I hope that you will all choose the dreams you want most.

So, Classmates, when we choose what path to take, choose the path that leads to self-discovery. I want to encourage you all to hold fast to your dreams are what make life soar like birds and grow rich like the flower in the spring.

Now go on, get that plane, and grab hold to your dreams!!!.

Literary Book

Literary Book

Beep.. Beep..Beep!!!..
Ito ang mga maiingay na tunog ng mga jeep sa harap ng bahay nila Faye. Siya ay isang simpleng at mabait na anak, isang salutatorian, isang manunulat at lider ng paaralan sa kanilang pook. Siya ay naglalayong matupad ang kanyang mga pangarap sa buhay at ito ay ang maging isang guro. Dahil dito, ninais niyang mag-enrol sa sa pampublikong unibersidad ng kanilang probinsya.
Dahil sa pagiging panganay na anak, walang kaalam-alam si Faye sa buhay Kolehiyo. At ang tanging alam lang nya ay ang pangarap sa buhay. Mas ginusto niyang magkommute upang makatipid at ito ang gusto ng kanyang mga magulang.
Dahil sa pagiging avid fan ng mga Korean at Chinese nobela sa telebisyopn. Ninais rin niyang magkaroon rin ng boyfriend na mukhang chinito, may masisingkit na mg mata, medyo mahaba ang buhok at maputi at may appeal na medyo mayabang. Pero ang totoo nito ay wala pa siyang nagiging boyfriend sa tanan ng kanyang buhay.
Dumating nga ang araw ng pasukan, at lahat naman ay naging maayos ang takbo. Unti-unting naka-adjust siya sa buhay ng kolehiyo at nagging popular siya sa loob ng klase pati na rin sa buong colehiyo; dahil na rin sa kanyang kagaling at sa isang semester ay naging Dean’s Lister na rin siya.
Isang araw nang papauwi na siya habang nakasakay siya sa loob ng jeep; isang pangyayari ang di niya inaaasahan. Isang lalaki ang tumabi sa kanya na nagtataglay ng mga katangiang hinahanap niya sa buhay. Siya si Michael, isang estudyante ng accounting sa isang pribadong unibersidad nga kanilang probinsya. Isang Velidictorian, matangkad at malachinito ang mukha. Galing sa prominenteng pamilya sa bayan na tinirhan nila at talagang nagtataglay ng kagwapohan.
At sa pagbaba ni Faye sa jeep na kanyang sinasakyan, isang impormsayon ang kanyang nalaman at ito ay ang pareho sila ng bayang tinitirhan. Gayun na lamang ang saya niya at nagkaroon siya ng dahilan upang bumangon ng maaga at maging pusitibo sa buhay.
Dahil sa pagiging ediotor-in –chief ng shool paper ng kanilang paaralan noong haiskul, naging hilig na ni Faye nag-sulat ng nga iba’t ibang mga sulatin gaya ng mga tula, sanaysay, kotasyon at iba pang mga bagay. Minsan ginagawa rin niya itong diary. Isang araw, dinala ni Faye ang kanyang libro upang kumopya ng isang sanaysay na may topiko ng pagbabago at teimpong nakagawa na siya nito noong haiskul pa lang.
Sa pagdating ng uwian habang nakaupo na siya sa loob ng jeep, di niya ninaasahang makakatabi niya si Michael. At bonus pa dahil isang matamis ba ngiti ang pinakawalan ni Michael sa kanya. Pero noong ilang barangay nalang at bababa na si Faye ay bilabng umulan ng mapakalakas at labis ang kanyang pag-aalala dahil madami ang kanyang bitbit gaya ng mga libro at baka ito’y mabasa. Pero noong pumara na siya ay hindi niya namalayan na nalaglag pala ang kanyang literary book at ito’y nakita at jpinulot ni Michael. Dahil na rin siguro sa lakas ng ulan , ay di narinig ni Faye ang tawag ni Michael kaya pinagpasya nalaman niyang itago ito at mababasakaling ibalik ito kung sila’y magkasabay muli.
Pagdating sa bahay, agad na binuklat ni Michael ang libro at binasa ng laman nito. Pero nakita niya na nahuhulog na pala siya sa mga magagandang gawa ni Faye. Ang mga tula, sanaysay at mga personal na kotasyon ni Faye ang naging dahilan upang magkaroon siya ng paghanga sa babae.
Dahil na rin siguro sa magkasalungat na oras ng pagpasok at pag-uwi, hindi nagtutugma sa pag-uwi at pagapasok ang dalawa. Pero ingat na ingat pa rin si Michael sa libro ni Faye.at dala-dala ni pa rin niya ito araw-araw at nagbabasakaling magkasabay sila muli.
Isang araw, ang pinakahihintay na sandali ni Michael ay dumating nga. Nakita niya si Faye na nasa kabila ng kalsada sa terminal ng jeep. Walang pinalagpas na sandali si Michael at dagling pumunta sa babae. Ibinalik niya ang libro sa kanya, nagpakilala sa babae at hiningi ang phone number niya. Gayon nga sila’y naging magkaibigan. Hangang ipinagtapat ni Michael ang naramdaman niya sa dalaga. Pero di agad niyang sinagot ang lalaki dahil di gusto pa niyang patunaayn ang pag-ibig niya sa kanya at isa pa, matatakot rin siya dahil di pa siya nagkakaroon ng boypren sa tanan ng buhay niya.
Pero di nagtagal ay pinagpasya niyang sagutin niya ito isang hapon sa terminal ng jeep. Sa terminal, dahil dito niyang unang nakita ang Michael. Itinext siya ni Michael na sabay silang umuwi at gusto rin niya sanang ibigay sa kanya ng isang tula na gawa niya. Pero biglang nagtext ang kanyang nanay at ibiniling umuwi siya ng maaga upang dahil mayroong pupuntahan ito. Agad namang sinunod ni Faye ang utos ng ina at sumakay sa jeep na naghihintay sa terminal. Pero noong akmang lalarga na ang jeep na naglulunan si Faye ay ang pagbaba naman ni Michael sa jeep na nagsakyan niya. Umandar na nga ang jeep at sumakay na rin si Michael sa susunod na jeep. Agad namang napuno at lumakad ang jeep na sinasakyan ni Michael.
Sa kabilang dako, masayang tinitignan ni Faye ang tulang ginawa niya na alay sana kay Michael sa loob ng jeep. Nang biglang isang malakas na ingay ang narinig sa kawalan at isang malaking liwanag ang lumamon kay Faye. At sa buong jeep na sinasakyan niya.
Dahil ilang kilometro lang ang layo ng jeep na sinasakyan ni Michael, agad na sumaklolo ang driver na nagmamaneho sa jeep nila pagdaan nila sa lugar ng pangyayari. Pero sa di inaasahan, mapalingon si Michael sa lugar ng pinangyarihan aksidente at isang bagay ang nakita niyang naging pamilyar sa kanyang mata. At ito ay ang libro ni Faye. Agad na tumakbo siya sa walang buhay at duguang katawan ni Faye. Niyakap niya ito ng mahigpit at di niya namamalayang umagos sa kanyang mga mata ang mga luha. At sa pagyakap ni Michael sa kanyang minamahal ay isang malamig na hangin amg dumanpi sa kanyang mukha at kasabay nito ang pabuklat ng hangin sa mga pahina ng literary book ni Faye hanggang ito’y huminto sa huling sinulat niya sa kanya. At ito ay ang tula na alay kay Michael.
Nakita niya ito at binasa ang laman:

Ikaw ang buhay ko
Sana’y pag-ibig mo’y di magbabago;
Mahal pakatatandaanan mo ito
Dahil binibigay ko na ang matanis kong ,Oo.

MORE THAN A SHOW BUT REALITY OF WHAT WE ARE

As an avid fan and regular viewer of PBB, Last night (May 25, 2010), I happened to watch the Pinoy Big Brother Teen edition Teen clash segment in Chanel II. The subtitle alone, the two competing teams had their clash. It is all because of a rematch that the Pinoy housemates with the teenternational housemates. They want to have a rematch for them to gain or steal one more slot from the teenternational housemates.

For me, I was really dismayed on how the Pinoy teen house mates acted. That they are asking for a rematch between the teenternational housemates because they want a slot for the Teen Big Night in which the teenternational housemates had wined over and the Pinoy housemates also feel that they were cheated. It’s an absurd thing. I feel sorry for the teenternational that it has to go and end up in this situation. I was very ashamed because we are known all over the world for being hospitable and what they did is really inhospitable one.

I think, it’s just a tip or an overview on what we (Filipinos) truly are and on how we deal in games and in our everyday life. I was disgusted because it really shows that we Filipinos do not accept defeat in our own way. Just like in the election, politicians don’t accept defeat but they always say that they were cheated by the other camp and other alibis that they do in order for them to feel comfortable. We should accept the fact that in every game, there is a winner and a loser. That we should accept defeat and make this as an inspiration for us to strive more. I wished that we Filipinos should have the chance to watch it because it really makes us reflect on who we really are.

I also think that maybe the Philippines didn’t get well off because of our attitudes towards life. We only focused our goals, dreams, prices and wants on the material things that this world can offer to us. And we always forgot that life doesn’t always mean for luxury purposes, for material things and the like. But it’s all about who we are, what we are and how we deal with other people and life. Isn’t it nice to see that we don’t have that luxuries but we have friends that we could lean on in terms of bad times, we have friends that nothing in this world could ever equal its prize. I think we should focus more on how we deal to other people and how we treat them properly.

I want to commend the teenternational housemates because the fact that they are not Filipinos but they are the ones who had acted more as a Filipinos. They even want to give one slot for the Pinoy housemates because they want to share their luck and triumph to them. But what they (Pinoy housemates) asked for a rematch to relieve their feelings

I feel that it’s an insensitive one. For the teenternational, they treat it as a friendly completion in which what matter most for them is the friendship and the moments. But not on the side of the Pinoy housemates because they still consider it as a completion that in the end they want the price even thought they may hurt the feelings of their friends.

For us, we should be cautious on what we will be saying to other people. We ought to not let our selves be carried away by our emotions and tell whatever things and words that we want to tell to them. We must think two times or even more in order for us not to hurt the emotions of our friends and loved ones. I always tell these to my friends and classmates that respect is essential. We should respect them, their decisions and our differences that we are different from one another.

Another, trust is very important, you know, its easy for a person to trust him but one’s it was lost you can never ever built it up again the way it was before. It’s like putting back a shattered mirror. Though you had successfully put the pieces back, the imprint is there and it irritates you more when you had the chance to glance for your self.

Moreover, life is not on winning the price. But on how you deal with the game and what you had become after the game.

STUPIDS ACT THAT CAN ALMOST COUSED OUR LIVES

It’s been a week since I had experienced this freaky, stupid and brainless joke that they had done to me, to my younger sister and to my mom. To date, it’s February 19, when my mom asked me to fetch her at night in the school where she is presently teaching at because they had their Junior and Senior Promenade. I was so exited because it’s the first time that I will fetch her in the school with the aid if the motor that I had borrowed from my cousin. I brought with me my little sister who is my back ride. As we arrived at the school, I parked the motor near the room of my mom and near the pathway of the schools canteen. Confident that nobody will going to touch it nor manipulate any parts of the motor.

Now that I had safely parked it, I immediately look for my mom and look for a great location where we can greatly see the program. The program is great and nice which last for 5 hours more or less. So when my mom said that its now time to go home, I immediately get the motor and them we road home. I our way home, only few meters from the school, I had noticed in my mind that the motor doesn’t had that smooth ride and it’s now different. But I said to myself that maybe, we now heavier than before because of my mom which add to the weight which the motor supported. But when we’re now in the national high way, the motor doesn’t have its normal way of direction. So I immediately tell to my mom and sister to step down from it and check the wheel and presto, the problem is there, the wheel had been deflated. Luckily, we didn’t crash on the road because the motor will just going crazy that time and if we continue to road it, eventually we will crash. Noticing the problem, we need to look for a vulcanizing shop to fix wheel of the motor which made us delayed in going home and sending money for the wheel interior that had been destroyed. After the problem had fixed, we had safely returned home.

For me, I want to tell those people that had made this freaky and stupid act/joke that for you, maybe it is joke for by doing this acts but for others, it’s a serious thing. Our lives had been subjected to death. I was very confident that nobody can be able to do these acts because you’re in the premises of a school and you should act like and educated one, but it’s not. I’m sorry for telling you this thing you should know your mistakes because what if to other people had happened that same scenario, will he be able to go home for his family who is very eager to see him? What if, you are on my shoe and you will experience the same? Aren’t you afraid in the law of karma? Aren’t you asked yourself specially those who committed the act that if I will do it, will I’ll make good to my fellow men or just simply I will bring him some trouble. Aren’t you considering who the owner of the vehicle is? Aren’t you had your education? Aren’t you considering the life of other people before you had made these acts?

Maybe, I will just leave all my sentiments to that person to God. May He be able to give the right justice to us and for the doer of the act.