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And they are rough and knobby and calloused. And I m proud of the dirt and the knobs and the calluses. I didn t get them that way by playing bridge or drinking afternoon tea out of dainty cups, or playing the well-advertised Good Samaritan atcharity balls. I got them that way by working with them, and I m proud of the work and the dirt. Why shouldn t I feel proud of the work they do these dirty hands of mine? My hands are the hands of plumbers, of truck drivers and street cleaners; ofcarpenters; engineers, machinists and workers in steel. They are not pretty hands, they are dirty and knobby and calloused. But they are strong hands, hands that make so much that the world must have or die. Someday, I think, the world should go down on its knees and kiss all the dirty hands of the working world, as in the days long past, armored knights would kiss the hands of ladies fair. I m proud of my dirty hands. The world has kissed such hands. The world will always kiss such hands. Men and women put reverent lips to the hands of Him who held the hammer and the saw and the plane. His weren t pretty hands either when they chopped trees, dragged rough lumber, and wielded carpenter s tools. They were workingman s hands strong, capable proud hands. And weren t pretty hands when the executioners got through them. They were torn right clean through by ugly nails, and the blood was running from them, and the edges of the wounds were raw and dirty and swollen; and the joints were crooked and the fingers were horribly bent in a mute appeal for love. They weren t pretty hands then, but, Oh God, they were beautiful those hands of the Savior. I m proud of those dirty hands, hands of my Savior, hands of God. And I m proud of my hands too, dirty hands, like the hands of my Savior, the Hands of my God! "AM I TO BE BLAMED?" (declaimation) They're chasing me, they're chasing, no they must not catch me, I have enough money now, yes enough for my starving mother and brothers. Please let me go, let me go home before you imprisoned me. Very well, officers? take me to your headquarters. Good morning captain! no captain, you are mistaken, I was once a good girl, just like the rest of you here. Just like any of your daughters. But time was, when I was reared in slums. But we lived honestly, we lived honestly in life. My, father, mother, brothers, sisters and I. But then, poverty enters the portals of our home. My father became jobless, my mother got ill. The small savings that my mother had kept for our expenses were spent. All for our daily needs and her needed medicine. One night, my father went out, telling us that he would come back in a few minutes with plenty of foods and money, but that was the last time I saw him. He went with another woman. If only I could lay my hands on his neck I would wring it without pain until he breaths no more. If you were in my place, you'll do it, won't you Captain? What? you won't still believe in me?. Come and I'll show you a dilapidated shanty by a railroad. Mother, mother I'm home, mother? mother?!. There Captain, see my dead mother. Captain? there are tears in your eyes? now pack this stolen money and return it to the owner. What good would this do to my mother now? she's already gone! Do you hear me? she's already gone. Am I to be blamed for the things I have done? FIVE LOAVES OF BREAD She stood at the bar of justice A frightened creature wan and wild In form too small for a woman, In feature too old for a child. For a look so worn and pathetic Was stamped on her lovely face It seemed that years of suffering Was something time couldn t erase. Your name? asked the judge as he eyed her. Is Anna Ruiz, Sir, said the girl. And your age? asked the judge again,
They asked for food with eyes full of tears. I know it was wrong. They heaved a sigh and tried to pray. And then brought out their wallets Sounds were heard of golden coins that fall Into boxes passed around the hall. A rich lady gave Anna a job That helped her and all that she loved. Let the water under the sky be gathered into a single basin. But fate s unkind. But. our loving creator foreknew that life . My brothers and sisters missed six meals. I stand before you today as a young Paulinian to remind ourselves of this very precious truth that water is life and our legacy. as water started to flow into the rivers and mountains.Then girl replied. There was silence in the courtroom. I m willing to learn. before God created Man as the climax of his creative activity. That you stole five loaves of bread Do you know that stealing is bad? And that you have displeased our God? Do you know that you could be jailed? And cannot be set free or bailed? Your Honor. life also started to flourish on the face of the earth. Ever since the beginning of everything. Well Anna. more than this. I m sorry to say. After this momentous event in the history of humanity. And so it happened the water under the sky was gathered into its basin. my father is dead. God called the dry land the earth. Water: Life and Legacy I stand before you today as one of the participants of this oratorical contest. I ve turned fifteen. My mother is sick and lying in bed. All dug into their pockets. Billions of centuries ago. But day in and out I walked along Looking for work so I could earn Even hard jobs. so that the dry land may appear. he first secured that there was water. God saw how good it was. But I ll pay with services instead. What could I do to save them from death? I myself was losing my breath So I took the five loaves of bread. and the dry land appeared. That you have been charged today By your town baker who said. I m withdrawing my charge. and the basin of the water he called the sea. Then God said. The baker stood up and told the judge Your Honor. The women wiped their tears away. That was suddenly filled with gloom. It was done for an important purpose. The priority of water in the Creation Story was not a coincidence.
love of family and trust in God. I still believe because I am a Filipino endowed with great values of bravery and patriotism.2 million metric tons of organic pollution is produced annually by domestic. a tanker ship docked there carrying 5 million gallons of precious fresh water. . When we use and cultivate these God-given values to protect our waters. I thank you. There were frequent occurrences of red tide during the last decade. But billions of centuries later. that in spite of the difficulties and challenges that we are facing. All life forms depend on water. Water is the oil of this century. But. let us ask ourselves. Let us put our talents and creativity to build infrastructures that would help develop the accessibility of water to our countrymen and to the rest of the people of the world. they can t live without water. This means that after we finish this oratorical contest today. ladies and gentlemen. With the attack of pollution. There were 42 toxic outbreaks and 2. then our water will continue to be an abundant source of our life as it used to be billions of years ago and our great legacy that each of us living today will proudly leave behind when we go to the Great Beyond to our children and to the children of the next generations to come. status and beliefs to find ways in which we can help finance projects that would secure the quality of our water resources. a future when there will be no scarcity of water resources but the luxury and joy of its abundance. This problem produces other problems. I still believe because I am a Filipino whose blood of our great fore fathers who built the Rice Terraces and defended our country from oppressors runs through my veins. A simple state and condition that all of us desire. Let us then use these values that we have as Filipinos to raise awareness of the condition of our waters and its impact to our health. That s why if you go to Barcelona. It s wanted by many and begged for by some. We all need water.000 people on our planet die of preventable water-related diseases. Pollution results into the contamination of 58% of ground water intended for drinking water supplies with coliform. It is because this city is so dry that there s a 9. Two months ago. It is sad that nearly 2.would not be possible without water. Let us utilize these values to strictly implement the laws that protect our waters. Barcelona is just one of the many cities in the world that is ferrying water from other countries to quench the thirst of their people. be extra careful in watering your flowers. In 1996-2001. Today. billions of people are suffering from scarcity of water. When a Young Man Speaks of His Land (An Oratorical Piece) It s a word often used and spoken of. Study shows that the Philippines ranks second among the lowest of water availability among Asian countries. Man and other creatures can live for a few days without food. Indeed. agricultural and industrial sectors.000 Euro fine if you re caught watering your flowers. Now. valor and indomitable will to survive. No wonder. it is hard to accept the fact that everyday 25. I still believe that we still have hope as a people. when we put all our gifts and talents together to help our world.107 paralytic shellfish poisoning cases with 117 deaths. Let us call our youth whom Rizal called the The Hope of our Nation to share their energy and enthusiasm in environmental protection and management. many people die of preventable water-related disease. but not always achieved. Our country is not exempted from water scarcity. Dow Chemical Chairman Andrew Liveris told the World Economic Forum in February. Do we still have hope as a people? Can we still assure the next generation of a brighter future? Do we still have the chance to see our children and our children s children swimming in our beautiful beaches? I say to you today. 31% got sick of water related diseases. Spain these days. God s creation was good. This is the reason why many get sick easily. I still believe that we can still assure the next generation of a brighter future. Let us use these values to work together regardless of our color. we are faced with the sad reality that a global crisis is threatening life s essential substance. Water pollution is also a big threat to our important source of life on this planet. Nine thousand of them are children under the age of 5.
and other problems that are slowly drowning us the people. it was clear that they never wanted others to interfere. No. Though words were not spoken. I always wanted to help our country. If we are looking for a way out. Peace. War happened. Our country is now engulfed in rivers of crimes and injustice. I understand that change must begin within us. A strong yearning that I. It can be the humming of the birds. the buzzing of the bees. it s attacking us. They had not made their way out.Somehow. too will spread the word. using bombs and laugh and cheer to the sound of their shrieks of pain? No. As a young man. had they known? Would they want to listen to this mouth s meek words? The words that have long been threatening to come out of this hopeful heart a heart that still beats and hopes for this country to be saved from the constant bang-bang of guns. it can be the rustling of the leaves in a stone-cold night silent and calm. Who was willing to listen? Nobody was. as a young man of fifteen has long hidden in this tanned face of innocence that adults find too naïve to be even told of our country s pains and sorrows. it will be too late. out of their pedestals? There is only one solution that is clear change. because killing and fighting won t solve anything. Yes. Will you be willing to follow? . wanted peace for their own land. The real question is. Slowly. Let me start this movement. will persuade others. I do understand this. corrupt and unjust officials. soaking us into its deep fluid prison. Not yet because they had not wanted to find a solution. too. from the sea of smoke and gun powder and corpses of guiltless people who. the longing for peace. we must start changing now. How can this be achieved? Victor Frankl once said. Government was against the armed forces. It s the feeling of hope and freedom that unites us all in a certain grandeur that neither the whooshing sound of the fastest bullets nor the loudest explosions can compete. He was rejected. themselves. Wails that were heard neither by his uncaring mother nor by his unconcerned brothers and sisters. Within ourselves. They made their decisions not to. the feel of the rays of the rising sun on your skin. Then we ll start to move forward and persuade others to do the same and they. Listen to Mahatma Gandhi. the dripping of the rain and. we are challenged to change ourselves. Change. unhappy and I m afraid I m feeling the same way. When we are no longer able to change a situation. But beginning with myself isn t the real problem. And what is the solution to all these? Kill them? Eliminate them. The state was against the Church. Should they be persuaded to listen to the voices willing to help? Should they take the hands of those eager to lift them out and give them a way out? Let them humble themselves? Get them down. until all of us have arrived in the right situation and find the right solutions. I remember the story of the Filipino child who cried his peculiar wails of terror. An eye for eye only ends up making the whole world blind. Soon.
start the generation of the New Filipinos. We shall start the change that the Philippines has been waiting for. that we have allowed ourselves to deteriorate. and of famine and thirst. Begin with it and you shall see the beginning of the Filipino life in a thousand more seeds that will surely flourish and become the trees of a more beautifully hopeful generation. like me. A brand new chance for the youths of today and for heroes of tomorrow. It shall be your mission to keep our countrymen s priceless blood from being shed and wasted for nothing. They frown on kissing the hands of . of new beginnings for the Filipino people. We Have Become Untrue to Ourselves! With all the force and vigor at my command. We shall. Maria.If you are. of brutal crimes. together. and wants to renew and heal his nation that was scarred with untamed fear. I want to help to build a strong foundation for a bridge that I will soon build. and love for his country. I live in a land of freedom. Remember. you will take the second. that slowly kills. they now regard with contempt all the things that our fathers and our fathers fathers held dear. A girl named Virginia would get sore if she was nicknamed Viring or Biñang. No. A boy named Juan does not care to be called Juanito anymore. if you are willing. I. that makes a change. as a young man. We must choose like the way the soaring eagle chose its prey from a thousand others on land. And yes. I contend that we have lost our pride in thePhilippines. And what s next to this? Happiness. Roberto has become Bobbie. It shall be a bridge of hope. For this land. I speak of this because I want to do something. The Filipino who has a face marked with hope and freedom. Mary or Marie. You can make all these cruelties cease. It is through choosing what is right for you above all others that makes a difference. for our country want to speak freely of this land. he must be Johnny. Even their Filipino names no longer suit them. This is not a forced decision. she must be Virgie or Ginny. like the way the little boy chose his favorite toy car from other shiny ones. yes. the most valuable change that could ever happen is the change that you shall see within yourself. And blood. The Filipino who will remove the traces of graft and corruption. A bridge for the New Filipino to climb and to cross. then you are willing to be the New Filipino. No. because they look down on everything Filipino. Peace at last. To the Filipino youth. I will take the first step. If you are willing to become the New Filipino. to change myself for peace. And because they have become so Americanized. You can. because we have choices. Now. I contend that we have relaxed our vigilance. But we must choose what we know is better. who was made and born here who is willing to help. nothing Filipino is good enough any more. that we no longer consider it a privilege and an honor to be born a Filipino. The Filipino who wants to grasp peace above all in his waiting hands.
We are witnesses to the pathetic sight of aPhilippines controlled and dominated and run by non-Filipinos. Economically speaking. saying that it is unsanitary. And so. We have betrayed the trust that Rizal reposed on us. They are what they are today because their elders their parents and their teachers have allowed them to be such. They belittle the kundiman. Indeed. Let us face it. we are not true to the faith that energized Bonifacio. today. They are incongruities because they cannot be anything else! And they cannot be anything else because their elders did not know enough.their elders. we have become untrue to ourselves! . or did not care enough to fashion them and to mold them into the Filipino pattern. They don t care for the Angelus. I refer to the de-Filipinization of our economic life. saying that it is old-fashioned. we are witnesses to the spectacle of a Philippines inhabited by Filipinos who do not act and talk like Filipinos. This easing of the barriers that would have protected our Filipinism. we Filipinos have become strangers in our own country. the faith that made Gregorio del Pilar cheerfully lay down his life at Tirad Pass. because it is so drippingly sentinmental. this has resulted in something more serious. we have become traitors to the brave Filipinos who fought and died so that liberty might live in the Philippines. We have become untrue to ourselves.
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