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Birth
Rizal’s Ancestors
Both parents greatly influenced Rizal and left their imprint on his
character. “From his father he inherited a profound sense of
dignity and self-respect, seriousness and self-possession; and
from his mother the temperament of a poet and the dreamer and
bravery for sacrifice”.
Rizal’s only brother, Paciano, was a full ten years older than he.
Like his father, he pursued a college education in Manila. He was
a second father to his younger brother Jose and gave hi wise
counsel and advice. He joined General Aguinaldo’s
revolutionary forces and rose to the rank of major general. When
peace was restored, he retired to his farm in Los Baňos and led
a quiet life until his death in 1930.
Hometown Education
Soon Rizal’s passion for knowledge superseded his home
studies. At nine years, he was sent by his parents to study in
Biňan. He concentrated on his studies assiduously and he
excelled in all subjects. Besides taking formal lessons in Latin
and Spanish, Rizal developed his painting skills from a local
painter. Later, Rizal referred to himself as a fashionable” painter.
At the start of the classes at the Ateneo, Rizal was quiet and,
being new, observed the activities of his class. He was a
consistent medalist and his grades in all subjects were
excellent.
In spite of his resentment Rizal did not seek to get even through
violence, although at times he was caught in fistfights over
racial issues. He sought equality through the mastery of mental
skills. Rizal was second to no European and to no other student
at the Ateneo. He proved that despite the use of Spanish, the
language of the white boys, as a medium of instruction, a brown
boy could equal them and still emerge the winner under the
same circumstances.
These two prize winning works proved that an indio could right
as well as a Spaniard, or even better. A La Juventud Filipina was
an open avowal of nationalism that evoked ideas of freedom and
independence for one nation and one people. El Consejo de los
Dioses presented the discussion among the Olympian gods and
goddesses as who the great poet was—Homer, Virgil, or
Cervantes. Jupiter was the final judge who measured the values
of each poet’s masterpiece. His evaluation showed that all three
works were of equal value. Critics and readers praised the work
lavishly until they discovered that its author was an indio. They
suddenly turned their attention and compliments to the second
place winner, a Spaniard by birth. Rizal was indignant at this
absurd behavior which was a clear evidence of the irrational
racial prejudice at the time.
His limited allowance and the desire to learn more about eye
ailments prompted him to go to Germany where the cost of
living was cheaper. He practiced in a hospital of Heidelberg
under the supervision of the hospital director himself, Dr. Otto
Becker, a renowned German doctor. Rizal proceeded to Berlin
where he worked and as an assistant in the clinics of Dr.
Schultzer and Dr. Xavier Galezowski, eminent German
ophthalmologists.
Early in 1887, Rizal met Dr. Feodor Jagor whose works has
inspired him when he was still a student at the Ateneo. Dr Jagor
invited him to attend a meeting in Berlin of the Geogaphic
Society, where he was introduced to Dr. Rudolph Virchow, a
famous scientist and a statesman of intense democratic ideals.
Rizal became his favorite colleague because of his earnest
interest in the history of the Philippines. Dr. Virchow sponsored
Rizal’s membership to the Berllin Anthropological Society. As a
member, Rizal was asked by the society to deliver a lecture on
the Tagalog people and culture, for which he was warmly
applauded.
In his letter “To the Filipinos” he wrote that the final decision he
made was very risky but he had to come home partly because “I
also want to show those who deny our patriotism that we know
how to die doing our duty and for our convictions. What does
death matter if one dies for what one loves…I shall die blessing
her and wishing for her the dawn of her redemption.”
All through the trip, Rizal jotted down his thoughts and kept a
record of his activities. Before his diary was confiscated, he
wrote an accurate prognosis:
Preliminary Investigation
“Proofs” of Rizal’s guilt had been gathered by Captain Francisco
de Olive and the preliminary investigation was conducted by a
special judge, Colonel Rafael Dominguez.
The Trial
Death for Rizal was certain and he knew it. But he had to make
his last stand in the name of justice. After the court had heard
his defense, he was brought back to his cell to await the verdict.
That was shortly after high noon of the same day. That same
afternoon the findings and decision of the court were forwarded
to Judge Advocate General Nicolas de la Peňa who referred it t
Governor General Camilo de Polavieja for confirmation that
same evening. The next day being a Sunday, the Governor’s
approval of the verdict and the consequent release of the order
for Rizal’s execution were deferred to Monday.
It was a very busy day for him. Visitors came: members of his
family, a newspaperman, his defense counsel, priests, mostly
Jesuits who were working for his retraction from Masonry.
My Dear Brother:
It has been four and a half years that we have not seen each
other or have addressed one another in writing or orally. I do not
believe this is due to lack of affection either on my part or yours
but because knowing each other so well, we had no need of
words to understand each other. Now that I am going to die, it is
to you I dedicate my last words to tell you how much I regret to
leave you alone in life bearing all the weight of the family and of
our old parents.
One by one the others came. He looked around his cell for
something to give each one: to Angelica he gave a handkerchief,
to Narcisa he gave his wicker chair, to Mauricio a belt and a
watch with chain. To Trinidad, who understood English, he gave
a little alcohol burner saying aloud that he did not have anything
better to give her. He had had this burner in his cell to heat his
cold meals. And as he handed the burner to her, he whispered in
English: “There is something in it.” He had nothing more left to
give to Maria but he confided to her that he would marry
Josephine.
This gift-giving on his last day was planned. There was no other
way of smuggling his last message to his people, a legacy to the
future generations to inspire them to continue the work he had
begun.
When all the members of the family had left, Josephine came for
a very brief visit. Not much could be said between them. He
loved her but faith had separated them.
Relieved that his last poem and message was in safe hands, he
lay down to rest. He felt an inner satisfaction because he knew
he had fulfilled his mission. And now without fear and
hesitation, he was finally offering his life for his country.
…I ask for your forgiveness, for the pain I caused you, but
someday I shall have to die, and it is better that I die now in
plenitude of my conscience.
Jose Rizal
He could not continue his note. For a man who could easily write
down his thoughts, he could not express his deepest sympathy
to his beloved grieving mother.
The execution
Dressed in black from head to foot, Rizal walked out of his cell,
his arms loosely bound, elbow to elbow. He was flanked by
Taviel de Andrade and Father Vilaclara and Estanislao March. A
bugler and a drummer led the detachment of Filipino soldiers
that escorted him to the Luneta de Bagumbayan. The firing
squad was composed of Filipinos who were members of the
regular army. His lat glimpse of the Ateneo gladdened him
somewhat. “I spent seven years there,” he remarked to his
escorts.
Just before the order to fire was given, Rizal requested that he
be shot in the front for he was not a traitor. But the explicit
orders were otherwise. His second request, that his head be
spared, was granted.
The order rang out and a volley of shots was fired. As the bullets
pierced him, Rizal tried to turn right about and fell. He had
proudly offered his life as a supreme sacrifice for his country
that the wisdom of his example would serve as an inspiration to
his fellowmen.