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What is the importance of studying Rizal’s life, his writings and other heroes?
It is important to study Rizal‘s life and his writings including other heroes because the
contribution they give to the country is priceless. The youth know only the little background of their
lives and works and we are already moved, what about if we dig deeper into this?
We will learn many lessons and inspirations with their works
The love they give for the country especially Dr. Rizal, who is the mightiest
The principle of pen is mightier than the sword.
The wounds made by verbal weapons won‘t be healed easily and creates more damage to
the personality of the tyrant Spaniards that is why Rizal is haunted by them. If all of the youth also
inherit this kind of concern and patriotism for the country, for sure we will have a nonstop cycle of
dignified youths that soon will be leaders.
LESSON 2
LESSON 3
Jose Rizal, like many Filipino boys, had many beautiful memories of childhood. His was a
happy home, filled with parental affection, impregnated with family joys, and sanctified by prayers. In
the midst of such peaceful, refined, God-loving family, he spent the early years of his childhood. The
beauties of Calamba impressed him as a growing child and deeply influenced his mind and character.
The happiest period of his life was truly his childhood days in his natal town.
Calamba, ―Craddle of a Genius.‖ The town of Calamba is situated on a verdant plain by the
rippling Laguna de Bay. A few kilometers to the south loom the legendary Mt. Makiling, and beyond
this mountain lies the coffee-producing Batangas. North of the town spreads the Laguna de Bay, ―a
lake of poems and songs‖, with many sailboats gliding by the somnolent Talim Island and numerous
birds flying in the azure skies. Beyond the lake, to the far distance in the north, is Antipolo, the
famous mountain shrine of the miraculous Lady of Peace and Good Voyage.
Calamba, with its fertile fields of rice and sugarcane, its evermore green meadows of
innumerable fruit trees and bananas, its singing birds abounding in lake, river, and fields, its starry
nights ‗filled with the poetry of sadness,‖ it‘s lovely sunrises over lake and mountains, and its
charming panoramic views, is a fit place to nurture a growing child. So it came to pass that it became
the ―cradle of a genius‖.
Rizal loved Calamba with all his heart and soul. In 1876, when he was 15 years old and
was a student in Ateneo, he remembered his beloved town. Accordingly, he wrote a poem Un
Recuerdo A Mi Pueblo (In Memory of My Town).
Earliest Childhood Memories
The first memory of Rizal, in his infancy, was his happy days in the family garden when he was
three years old. Because he was a frail, sickly, and undersized child, he was given the tenderest care
by his parents. His father built a little nipa cottage in the garden for him to play in the daytime. A kind
old woman was employed as an AYA (maid) to look after his comfort. At times, he was left alone to
muse on the beauties of nature or to play by himself. In his boyhood memoirs, he narrated how he at
the age of three, watched from his garden cottage the culilan, the maya, the culae, the maria-capra,
the martin, the pipit, and other birds, listening ―with wonder and joy‖ to their twilight songs. Another
childhood memory was the daily Angelus Prayer. By nightfall, Rizal related, his mother gathered all
the children at the house to pray the Angelus.
With nostalgic feeling, he also remembered the happy moonlit nights at the azotea after the
nightly rosary. The aya related to the Rizal children (including Jose) many stories about the fairies;
tales of buried treasure and trees blooming with diamonds, and other fabulous stories. The imaginary
tales told by the aya aroused in Rizal an enduring interest in legends and folklore. Sometimes when
he did not like to take his supper, the aya would threaten him that the asuang, the nuno, the
tigbalang, or a terrible bearded and turbaned Bombay would come to take him away if he would not
eat his supper.
Another memory of his infancy was the nocturnal walk-in town, especially when there was a
moon. The aya took him for a walk in the moonlight by the river, where the trees cast grotesque
shadows on the bank. Recounting this childhood experience, Rizal wrote: ―Thus my heart fed on
somber and melancholy thoughts so that even while still a child, I already wandered on wings of
fantasy in the high regions of the unknown.‖
First Sorrow
The Rizal children were bound together by ties of love and companionship. They were well-
bred, for their parents taught them to love one another, to behave properly in the presence of elders,
to be truthful and religious, and to help one another. They affectionately called their father Tatay and
their mother Nanay.
Of his sisters, Jose loved most the little Concha (Concepcion). He was one year older than
Concha. He played with her, and from her he learned the sweetness of brotherly love.
Unfortunately, Concha died of sickness in 1865 when she was only three years old. Jose,
who was very fond of her, cried bitterly to lose her. ―When I was four years old,‖ he said, ―I lost my
little sister Concha, and then for the first time I wept tears of love and grief….‖ The death of little
Concha bought him his first sorrow.
INFLUENCE ON HERO’S BOYHOOD
Hereditary Influence
Environmental Influence
Aid of Divine Providence
RIZAL’S UNCLES WHO HELP HIM A LOT IN HIS DEVELOPMENT
GREGORIO- Was a lover of books. He instilled into the mind of his precocious
nephew*Jose) a great love for books. He taught him to work hard, to think for himself, and to observe
life keenly.
JOSE- Who had been educated at Calcutta, India, was the youngest brother of Doña
Teodora. He encouraged his nephew to paint, sketch, and sculpture.
MANUEL- Was a big, strong, and husky man. He looked after the physical training of his
sickly and weak nephew. He encouraged young Rizal to learn swimming, fencing, wrestling and other
sports, so that in later years of Rizal‘s frail body acquired agility, endurance and strength.
Proclamation of Martial Law: On Sept. 21, 1972, Pres. Ferdinand E. Marcos placed the
Philippines under Martial Law. The declaration issued under Proclamation 1081 suspended
the civil rights and imposed military authority in the country. Marcos defended the declaration
stressing the need for extra powers to quell the rising wave of violence allegedly caused by
communists. The emergency rule, according to Marcos‘ plan, was to lead the country into
what he calls a ―New Society‖
Martial Law was born six months before I was. So if we were both students, so to speak, we
would probably have ended up as batch mates. However, as much as I would like to think I know who
I am now, I doubt that Martial Law so long ago would recognize what it has become today, to have
persisted beyond anyone‘s expectations, including its own.
The trouble with Martial Law is that although it has only one true father, Ferdinand Marcos, it
has many godparents, in the form of those who conspired to set it in motion, and later, those who
kept it growing stronger and more terrible, encouraging it with hubris and entitlement, and letting it
gorge on the bodies of the innocent and victimizing thousands more with torture, rape, and trauma.
And amidst the silence and fear of the ordinary Filipino, Martial Law became a weapon of abuse
against the weak, an opportunity for self-enrichment for the greedy, and a channel of disinformation
for those who wished to keep their crimes hidden. But even when
Martial Law was nominally ended in 1981, and more properly dismantled in 1986, Martial Law
has never quite left our midst. It is hard to speak of the exile of the monster, much less the slaying of
the ghost, when the architects still remain in our midst, and the beneficiaries continue to live off the
the wealth that never rightly belonged to them.
In fact, over the last thirty years the children and grandchildren of Martial Law like to encourage lies
about their father‘s history, inventing new lies, recreating and rewriting narratives that never existed,
yet easily swallowed by the gullible, or by those desperate to forget what really happened.
“This is why we beg the question if Martial Law ever truly left, or remains lurking in our midst, not just
the bogeyman told to frighten children, but a true beast waiting to be summoned by its followers and
high priests, to once more prey on the unwary, and if we are all not careful, devour us all for good.”
This is why we beg the question if Martial Law ever truly left, or remains lurking in our midst,
not just the bogeyman told to frighten children, but a true beast waiting to be summoned by its
followers and high priests, to once more prey on the unwary, and if we are all not careful, devour us
all for good. The tragedy facing us today is that we never understood what Martial Law really did to us
thirty-one years ago, because we were too afraid to really face the beast. Perhaps this is so because
we did not want to see the beast among us and within us. Perhaps we were too afraid to remember,
and in so doing, if we are not careful, allow it to creep back, in new subtle forms, taking out one-by-
one those who could prevent its return, while convincing the majority that it had never brought harm
before, but only the facade of law and order.
What I fear the most, and the anniversary has come upon us once more, is that if Martial Law were to
be unleashed upon us once more, we will all be to blame the second time around.
For we refused to listen to the cries of those we have lost, refused to learn to the stories that needed
to be told, refused to remember the story of us, the nightmare that was Martial Law.
LESSON 4
Jose Rizal, like many Filipino boys, had many beautiful memories of childhood. His was a
happy home, filled with parental affection, impregnated with family joys, and sanctified by prayers. In
the midst of such peaceful, refined, God-loving family, he spent the early years of his childhood. The
beauties of Calamba impressed him as a growing child and deeply influenced his mind and character.
The happiest period of his life was truly his childhood days in his natal town.
Calamba, ―Craddle of a Genius.‖ The town of Calamba is situated on a verdant plain by the
rippling Laguna de Bay. A few kilometers to the south loom the legendary Mt. Makiling, and beyond
this mountain lies the coffee-producing Batangas. North of the town spreads the Laguna de Bay, ―a
lake of poems and songs‖, with many sailboats gliding by the somnolent Talim Island and numerous
birds flying in the azure skies. Beyond the lake, to the far distance in the north, is Antipolo, the
famous mountain shrine of the miraculous Lady of Peace and Good Voyage.
Calamba, with its fertile fields of rice and sugarcane, its evermore green meadows of
innumerable fruit trees and bananas, its singing birds abounding in lake, river, and fields, its starry
nights ‗filled with the poetry of sadness,‖ it‘s lovely sunrises over lake and mountains, and its
charming panoramic views, is a fit place to nurture a growing child. So it came to pass that it became
the ―cradle of a genius‖.
Rizal loved Calamba with all his heart and soul. In 1876, when he was 15 years old and
was a student in Ateneo, he remembered his beloved town. Accordingly, he wrote a poem Un
Recuerdo A Mi Pueblo (In Memory of My Town).
Earliest Childhood Memories
The first memory of Rizal, in his infancy, was his happy days in the family garden when he was
three years old. Because he was a frail, sickly, and undersized child, he was given the tenderest care
by his parents. His father built a little nipa cottage in the garden for him to play in the daytime. A kind
old woman was employed as an AYA (maid) to look after his comfort. At times, he was left alone to
muse on the beauties of nature or to play by himself. In his boyhood memoirs, he narrated how he at
the age of three, watched from his garden cottage the culilan, the maya, the culae, the maria-capra,
the martin, the pipit, and other birds, listening ―with wonder and joy‖ to their twilight songs. Another
childhood memory was the daily Angelus Prayer. By nightfall, Rizal related, his mother gathered all
the children at the house to pray the Angelus.
With nostalgic feeling, he also remembered the happy moonlit nights at the azotea after the
nightly rosary. The aya related to the Rizal children (including Jose) many stories about the fairies;
tales of buried treasure and trees blooming with diamonds, and other fabulous stories. The imaginary
tales told by the aya aroused in Rizal an enduring interest in legends and folklore. Sometimes when
he did not like to take his supper, the aya would threaten him that the asuang, the nuno, the
tigbalang, or a terrible bearded and turbaned Bombay would come to take him away if he would not
eat his supper.
Another memory of his infancy was the nocturnal walk-in town, especially when there was a
moon. The aya took him for a walk in the moonlight by the river, where the trees cast grotesque
shadows on the bank. Recounting this childhood experience, Rizal wrote: ―Thus my heart fed on
somber and melancholy thoughts so that even while still a child, I already wandered on wings of
fantasy in the high regions of the unknown.‖
First Sorrow
The Rizal children were bound together by ties of love and companionship. They were well-
bred, for their parents taught them to love one another, to behave properly in the presence of elders,
to be truthful and religious, and to help one another. They affectionately called their father Tatay and
their mother Nanay.
Of his sisters, Jose loved most the little Concha (Concepcion). He was one year older than
Concha. He played with her, and from her he learned the sweetness of brotherly love.
Unfortunately, Concha died of sickness in 1865 when she was only three years old. Jose,
who was very fond of her, cried bitterly to lose her. ―When I was four years old,‖ he said, ―I lost my
little sister Concha, and then for the first time I wept tears of love and grief….‖ The death of little
Concha bought him his first sorrow.
INFLUENCE ON HERO’S BOYHOOD
Hereditary Influence
Environmental Influence
Aid of Divine Providence
GREGORIO- Was a lover of books. He instilled into the mind of his precocious
nephew*Jose) a great love for books. He taught him to work hard, to think for himself, and to observe
life keenly.
JOSE- Who had been educated at Calcutta, India, was the youngest brother of Doña
Teodora. He encouraged his nephew to paint, sketch, and sculpture.
MANUEL- Was a big, strong, and husky man. He looked after the physical training of his
sickly and weak nephew. He encouraged young Rizal to learn swimming, fencing, wrestling and other
sports, so that in later years of Rizal‘s frail body acquired agility, endurance and strength.
Proclamation of Martial Law: On Sept. 21, 1972, Pres. Ferdinand E. Marcos placed the
Philippines under Martial Law. The declaration issued under Proclamation 1081 suspended
the civil rights and imposed military authority in the country. Marcos defended the declaration
stressing the need for extra powers to quell the rising wave of violence allegedly caused by
communists. The emergency rule, according to Marcos‘ plan, was to lead the country into
what he calls a ―New Society‖
Martial Law was born six months before I was. So if we were both students, so to speak, we
would probably have ended up as batch mates. However, as much as I would like to think I know who
I am now, I doubt that Martial Law so long ago would recognize what it has become today, to have
persisted beyond anyone‘s expectations, including its own.
The trouble with Martial Law is that although it has only one true father, Ferdinand Marcos, it
has many godparents, in the form of those who conspired to set it in motion, and later, those who
kept it growing stronger and more terrible, encouraging it with hubris and entitlement, and letting it
gorge on the bodies of the innocent and victimizing thousands more with torture, rape, and trauma.
And amidst the silence and fear of the ordinary Filipino, Martial Law became a weapon of abuse
against the weak, an opportunity for self-enrichment for the greedy, and a channel of disinformation
for those who wished to keep their crimes hidden. But even when
Martial Law was nominally ended in 1981, and more properly dismantled in 1986, Martial Law
has never quite left our midst. It is hard to speak of the exile of the monster, much less the slaying of
the ghost, when the architects still remain in our midst, and the beneficiaries continue to live off the
the wealth that never rightly belonged to them.
In fact, over the last thirty years the children and grandchildren of Martial Law like to encourage lies
about their father‘s history, inventing new lies, recreating and rewriting narratives that never existed,
yet easily swallowed by the gullible, or by those desperate to forget what really happened.
“This is why we beg the question if Martial Law ever truly left, or remains lurking in our midst, not just
the bogeyman told to frighten children, but a true beast waiting to be summoned by its followers and
high priests, to once more prey on the unwary, and if we are all not careful, devour us all for good.”
This is why we beg the question if Martial Law ever truly left, or remains lurking in our midst,
not just the bogeyman told to frighten children, but a true beast waiting to be summoned by its
followers and high priests, to once more prey on the unwary, and if we are all not careful, devour us
all for good. The tragedy facing us today is that we never understood what Martial Law really did to us
thirty-one years ago, because we were too afraid to really face the beast. Perhaps this is so because
we did not want to see the beast among us and within us. Perhaps we were too afraid to remember,
and in so doing, if we are not careful, allow it to creep back, in new subtle forms, taking out one-by-
one those who could prevent its return, while convincing the majority that it had never brought harm
before, but only the facade of law and order.
What I fear the most, and the anniversary has come upon us once more, is that if Martial Law were to
be unleashed upon us once more, we will all be to blame the second time around.
For we refused to listen to the cries of those we have lost, refused to learn to the stories that needed
to be told, refused to remember the story of us, the nightmare that was Martial Law.
Excerpt on Pepe’s fight with a Bully
Jose was also serious and touchy. Though small and short, BULLYING is the use of force or
coercion to abuse or intimidate others.
he would not allow himself to be bullied by others. He would keep The behavior can be habitual and
silent and would hold his peace as much as possible, except when involve an imbalance of social or
physical power. It can include verbal
he was sufficiently provoked. He would not forget Pedro, the son of harassment or threat, physical assault
the school master and Andres who nearly broke his arm. He or coercion and may be directed
repeatedly towards particular victims,
described both fellows: perhaps on grounds of race, religion,
gender, sexuality,
orability.(wikipedia.org/wiki/Bullying).
“Pedro must have been older than I, and he had the advantage of me in height, but
when we started to wrestle, I kicked him, and twisted him back-I don’t know by what
lucky chance over some benches in the classroom. I let him go,
leaving him considerably mortified. I have made a name among ASSERTION is standing up for one’s
my classmates by this feat, perhaps because of my small size, rights. It is a profession of one’s
rights, and putting up defense
and so, after class a youngster Andres Salandanan challenged when challenged or violated.
me for arm wrestling match. He put up an arm; so, did I; I lost and
nearly cracked my head against the pavement of the house.”
(Daquila, 2009 p.122).
LESSON 5
In the first two terms the classes were divided into groups of interns and externs:
the first constituted the Roman Empire and the second, the Carthaginian Empire. In
each empire there were five dignitaries: Emperor, Tribune, Decurion, Centurion, and
Standard-Bearer. These dignities were won by means of individual competitions in
which it was necessary to catch one‘s adversary in error three times. The empires
considered themselves in perpetual warfare, and when an individual of one empire was
caught in error by one belonging to the enemy empire, a point was counted in favor of
the latter. At the end of each week or two, the points in favor of each were added and
the empire, which obtained more point, was declared winner.
As a newcomer, Jose was at first put at the tail of the class, but he was soon
promoted and kept on being promoted so that at the end of one month he had attained
to the rank of Emperor. At the end of the term, he obtained marks of excellent in all the
subjects and in the examinations. He had reason to feel proud of his advancement; and
so, when he went home on vacation that year, he ran alone to see his mother in the
prison and tell her the happy news.
Shortly after his graduation from the Ateneo, Rizal, who was then 16 years old,
experience his first romance— ―that painful experience which comes to nearly all
adolescent‖. Segunda Katigbak is the girl who stole Rizal‘s heart, she is a pretty 14
years old Batangueña from Lipa. He used to know Segunda because of his friend
Mariano Katigbak, brother of Segunda, during weekends Rizal visit Segunda‘s place—
La Concordia College and came to know her more intimately. But this love story didn‘t
last long as Segunda was already engaged to be married to her townmate Manuel Luz.
The last time they talked to each other was before the Christmas vacation on 1877
before they both live and return to their hometown. ―Well, good-bye. Anyway—I‘ll see
when you pass Calamba on your way to Lipa‖, the last word Rizal said to Segunda
before they will apart forever.
LESSON 6
Fortunately, Rizal‘s tragic first romance, with its bitter disillusionment, did not
adversely affect his studies in the University of Santo Tomas. His love for higher
education proved to be greater than his love for a pretty girl.
In April, 1877, Rizal, who was then nearly 16 years old, matriculated in the
University of Santo Tomas, taking Philosophy and Letters. He enrolled in this course for
two reasons: 1. His father liked it and 2. He was still ―Uncertain as to what career to
follow.‖ He had written to the Father Pablo Ramon, Rector of Ateneo, who had been
good to him during his student days in that college, asking for advice on the choice of
career. Unfortunately, the Father Rector was in the Mindanao and during those days it
took several months foe a letter to travel between Manila and Mindanao. Consequently,
during his first-year term (1877-79) in the UST, he studied Cosmology, Metaphysics,
Theodicy, and History of Philosophy.
It was during the following school term (1878-1879) that Rizal took up
medicine, enrolling simultaneously in the preparatory medical course and the regular
first year medical course. The reasons why he studied medicine were: (1) he wanted to
be a physician so that he might cure his mother‘s failing eyesight and (2) the
Father Pablo Ramon, Rector of Ateneo, whom he consulted for a choice of career,
finally answered his letter, recommending medicine.
Rizal was the champion of the Filipino students in their frequent fights against
arrogant Spanish students, who insultingly call their brown classmates, ”Indio,
chongo!”. In retaliation, Filipinos call them ”Kastila, bangus!”. Hostility often
exploded in angry street rumbles.
Rizal participated in street brawls.
In 1880, he founded a secret society of Filipino students in UST called
Compañerismo (Comradeship), members were called ‖Companions of Jehu‖.
Rizal was the chief of the secret society and his cousin from Batangas,
Galicano Apacible was the secretary.
There was a time in their fights, when Rizal was wounded on the head, his
friends brought him in his boarding house and Leonor Rivera aided and washed
his wound.
Activity 2: Skill-building Activities (with answer key) (18 mins + 2 mins checking)
LESSON 7
Decision to go to Spain
After finishing the fourth year of his medical course, Rizal decided to go to study
in Spain. His elder brother readily approved his going to Spain and so did his two sisters
Saturnina (Neneng) and Lucia. Rizal, however, did not seek his parents‘ permission and
blessings to go abroad, because he knew that they, especially his mother, would
disapprove it. Rizal has a secret mission why he wants to go abroad to observe the
following: 1) life and culture in Europe, 2) languages and customs, 3) industries and
commerce, and 4) Governments and laws of the European nations.
Rizal‘s departure was kept secret to avoid detection by the Spanish authorities
and the friars. The kind Jesuit priests gave him letters of recommendations to members
of their Society in Barcelona. Rizal departed on May 3, 1882 boarded the Salvadora
with the following route: Manila – Singapore – Colombo – through the Suez Canal –
Naples and Marseiles – Barcelona. Only Uncle Antonio Rivera, Paciano, and his sisters,
and some close friends knew of his departure. Paciano gave him P700, Saturnina gave
him a diamond ring. An allowance of P35 per month was promised by Paciano through
Uncle Antonio. Rizal used a passport named Jose Mercado.
Singapore
During his voyage he observed the people and things around him and compared
them with those in the Philippines. He was the only Filipino on board. Rizal saw
Singapore and was impressed by its progress and beautiful sights. He admired the
confidence of the natives of Singapore with their government. Rizal stayed at Hotel de
Paz during the two days of his stop-over at Singapore. He spent most of his time visiting
the historic places, botanical garden, temples, and art galleries and writing his diary and
letters.
Rizal received a sad news about the cholera that was ravaging Manila and the
provinces. On a letter he received from Paciano dated September 15, 1882, the
Calamba folks were having afternoon novenas and nocturnal procession, praying to
God to stop the dreadful epidemic. Another sad news he received was from Chengoy
(Jose M. Cecilio) telling how Leonor Rivera was getting thinner because of the absence
of a love one. Upon Paciano‘s advise, Rizal left Barcelona in the fall of 1882 and
established himself in Madrid, the capital of Spain. At Madrid he enrolled at
the Universidad Central de Madrid (Central University of Madrid) on November 3, 1882
there he took two courses: Medicine and Philosophy and Letters. Aside from his
studies, Rizal also took painting and sculpture at the Academy of Fine Arts of San
Carlos. Rizal also took private lessons in French, German, and English; Rizal led a
Spartan life in Madrid, he lived frugally, spending his money only on food, clothing,
lodging, and books his only ―vice‖ was taking part in the Madrid Lottery. He spends his
leisure time reading and writing at his boarding house, attending reunions with fellow
Filipino students and practicing fencing and shooting.
During Rizal‘s stay in Madrid, he would frequently visit the home of Don Pablo
Ortiga y Rey who lived with his son Rafael and daughter Consuelo. Don Pablo was a
former city mayor of Manila during the administration of the liberal governor general
Carlos Ma. De la Torre. Rizal was attracted by Consuelo‘s beauty and vivacity. As he
made a poem entitled A La Senorita C.O. y P. to express his admiration for her. Rizal,
however, backed out from his romance with Consuelo because (1) he was still engaged
with Leonor Rivera and (2) his friend and co-worker in the Propaganda Movement,
Eduardo de Lete was madly in love with Consuelo.
Completion of Studies
The academic year 1884-1885 Rizal passed all subjects leading to the degree of
Doctor of Medicine. Rizal completed his medical course in Spain. He was awarded the
Degree of Licentiate in Medicine by the Universidad Central de Madrid on June 21,
1884. The next academic year (1884-85) he studied and passed all subjects leading to
the Degree of Doctor of Medicine. However, he was not awarded his Doctors Diploma
because he did not present his thesis nor paid the corresponding fees. Rizal also
finished his studies in Philosophy and Letters and was awarded the degree on June 19,
1885, his 24th birthday. By obtaining a degree in Philosophy and Letters, Rizal became
qualified to be a professor of humanities in any Spanish university. He did not bother to
secure the post-graduate degree of Doctor of Medicine because it was also good only
for teaching. Rizal knew, however, that with his brown color and Asian racial ancestry
no friar-owned university or college in the Philippines would accept him in its faculty
staff.
LESSON 8
In Historic Heidelberg
On February 8, 1886 Rizal arrived in Heidelberg, a historic city in Germany
famous for its old university and romantics surroundings. He became popular among
the Germans because they found out that he was a good chess player. He worked at
the University Eye Hospital under the direction of Dr. Otto Becker, distinguished
German ophthalmologist. On April 22, 1886 Rizal wrote a fine poem entitled “A Las
Flores de Heidelberg” (To the Flowers of Heidelberg) because he was fascinated by
the blooming flowers along the Neckar River, which is the light blue flower called
“forget-me-not”—his favorite flower. Rizal was fortunate to witness the fifth centenary
celebration of University of Heidelberg on August 6, 1886.
OTHERS