Planting a Molave Tree
This whole unprecedented journey has taught us all one thing or another. We all have different experiences and treatment on how to handle this matter. The tragedy of the bodies this virus has taken from us is far more damaging than the actual tally weāve seen in the news everyday. Those numbers are identities, dreams, communities, families and the future of human ecology. Our efforts in surviving this situation is unmeasurable, weāve become like a Molave, āstrong on itās own fiberā.Ā
As I ponder the question about how am I coping with the situation and how do I keep myself sane, I felt the least credible individual to answer this question, because I donāt think I have coped with the situation and I donāt think Iām lucid enough to look back a year from now. People are dying every day, new variants are arising across continents and our government is in its worst shape, are we really sure sanity and coping mechanisms have been the key to surviving these days? So Iād like to think that all throughout the year all I did was to adapt with the situation rather than trying to survive.Ā
We all know this virus is lethal, itās real and scientific. So, we turn to our Gods and spiritual anchors and declare our intentions to survive, because surviving today means risking your life so instead, I adapt. If I try to survive, Iāll look for a more regular job out there to help my family ease financial burden caused by economic turmoil. If survival is my goal , me and my family should be out of this place and living far from the hot zones but I guess , weāre not privilege enough to do thatĀ If I wanted to survive, Iād try to do my very best and focus to get high grades but I did not because by doing that means risking my emotional stability and mental wellbeing, surviving is not on the table so instead I adapt.Ā If I have chosen to survive, I should have tried harder for my dreams and push for every opportunity that I deserve but that will result in more pressure, more voices, additional burden, more heartaches just for the sake of survival? I said to myself thatās not the path I want to take, all I need is to adapt because in todayās reality surviving is not pretty much our choice. Itās not even in our immediate option, it has been taken from us by this virus, by the government and by our very own self.
Like the Molave ārising on the hillside, unafraidā said Dr. Jose Rizal. Thatās all we are today, we didnāt choose where to set or ground, no control over the land or water source we can have, canāt even say if we but still we find ways to grow our roots as deep as it can gets, we are all like a seed drop in the middle of a dessert , survival is not our choice and so we adapt, we become creative and adaptive with our ways given the borrowed time hoping what weāve done is the right thing and of enough effort to survive in this journey. Hoping we are the āfirm, resilient and staunchā Molave tree that we always wanted to be. P.s: This is for academic purposes only. Task for our digital publishing class. Thank you! @bertongbigtime
