“For people whose houses have been submerged: 1. Make sure you use CLOROX for dirt and not just Lysol to kill molds. Then 2. Spray/Fumigate against mosquitoes, otherwise there will be an outbreak of dengue & cholera may follow. Please pass.”—Message from a doctor (I don’t know who) reposted from Katwo Puertollano (via saabmagalona)
While we all pray and hope that our prayers are answered, we can do our part to answer the prayers of those who are still in need in the aftermath of Typhoon Ondoy. We don’t even have to get down and dirty and we might even have a bit of fun while helping out. Yes, friends, volunteering is not only noble and spiritually enriching but can also be an enjoyable social experience. I had the opportunity to try this out for myself and it felt really good. It was a good workout, I met a lot of new people, got reunited with lost friends and ultimately felt hopeful that help is coming for those who need it.
So far these are the places I’ve heard of where you can go and deliver goods or volunteer to help in packing and moving individual relief bags for the thousands of Filipinos still stranded, hungry and cold:
1. St. James Parish, Ayala Alabang 2. Miraculous Medal Shrine, Posadas Village, Sucat 3. Sucat Elementary School 4. Red Cross Center, Alabang Town Center
I’m sure there are hundreds more places where you can go to extend help to the flood victims. If you know of any, please add them to the list, repost, and tag everyone you know who can reach a lot of people. Even just the small act of reposting can go a long way.
We’ll be at Magnet High Street tomorrow to receive clothing donations, shoes, slippers, even baby clothes! If you also have extra trash bags or boxes to help us store the items, please do send them over :)
We start at noon.
If you want to stay and volunteer please let us know as well, or send me a PM :) But if you have more urgent needs in your area, please do help out in your local community.
Thanks as well to Quark for opening up Magnet for us.
My earliest memory of the concept of bayanihan was in the first grade when I was read a book that had a picture of Filipino civilians helping move a house using bamboo poles. The word itself simply means “a communal spirit that makes seemingly impossible feats possible through the power of unity and cooperation.” (source)
Last weekend, seeing bayanihan with my own eyes transcended everything I thought it to be.
It almost seemed unreal. As Typhoon Ondoy rampaged through Luzon, dozens were killed and almost 300,000 Filipinos lost their homes. Streets turned into rivers. Houses disappeared. Cars sank like ships. People – including children, elderly, and pregnant women – trapped on the roofs of their homes as flood waters rose. You would think these were scenes from a Hollywood blockbuster disaster movie. You would hope that they were. But they weren’t.
As my countrymen clung on for dear life, I cried helplessly from my dry home in Cebu and stayed online for two days, relaying information and messages on rescue and relief. I wanted so badly to do something to help those people. As I lurked online and continuously refreshed my Facebook and Twitter homepages, I discovered that I was not alone in the fight. Hope filled my heart as I saw hundreds of my friends not only relaying rescue and relief information, but also posting statements encouraging one another help out in the cause. Yesterday, we trooped by hordes to donation centers to give our contributions – clothes, shoes, food, supplies and/or manpower. The spirit of Bayanihan is alive. It’s alive in our homes, in our schools, in our offices, in our newsrooms, and most importantly, in our hearts. I proudly declare that my faith in the Filipino has been restored.
It has been a rough month: political turmoil, people dying, people getting sick, people getting murdered, and now this devastating calamity. I personally believe that this typhoon is our wake-up call. THINK ABOUT IT. Didn’t it come at a more appropriate time – just a few months before national elections? And after all the collective efforts all around the country to help, isn’t it enough to show ourselves that national unity CAN be achieved after all? Does it always have to take a horrible calamity or a Manny Pacquiao fight to keep us together? And seeing how the government has been handling the situation, isn’t it clear that selecting our national leaders is something we should never take lightly?
To my beloved Philippines, this is our time to shine. A country’s downfall is marked by the apathy of its citizens. We should take this as our kickoff point to start showing our patriotic colors. We can still be a great country, but it’s not going to happen magically. We need to stand for it, work for it, endure for it – RELENTLESSLY. Seriously, how much longer are we going to wait for our country’s future to get better? Are we just going to go back to our normal lives when this all gets sorted out? Are we just going to keep blaming the government? Are we just going to hope for our international visas to get approved and hop on the next plane out? The people – you, me, us, common civilians – have more power than the government if we just work together.
Bayanihan comes from the root word bayani – which means “hero”. In the literal sense, bayanihan means to be a hero to one another. That’s exactly what this country needs. Not just in this hour of darkness, but every single day of our lives.
Iniibig ko ang Pilipinas. Ito ang aking lupang sinilangan. Ito ang tahanan ng aking lahi. Ako’y kanyang kinukupkop at tinutulungan upang maging malakas, maligaya, at kapaki-pakinabang. Bilang ganti, diringgin ko ang payo ng aking mga magulang. Susundin ko ang mga tuntunin ng aking paaralan. Tutuparin ko ang mga tungkulin ng isang mamamayang makabayan at masunurin sa batas. Paglilingkuran ko ang aking bayan ng walang pag-iimbot at nang buong katapatan. Sisikapin ko maging isang tunay na Pilipino – sa isip, sa salita, at sa gawa.
Dropped off a bag of shirts and a pair of Shoes with Nicole for you. Im stuck in Rockwell for the moment but she said she’ll figure out a way to get it to you.
thanks dude! really appreciate it!
Also dude, if you decide to go back to your place dont stay there. If it was flooded then there’s risk of disease et al. Not to mention there’s looting going on apparently. Go there get what you can salvage and get back to Richmonde.
At least in Richmonde you can hit on the hot UA&P volunteers.
“Have you been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses. You build up this whole armor for years so nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life. You give them a piece of you. They don’t ask for it. They do something dumb one day like kiss you, or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore…
Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so a simple phrase like: ‘maybe we should just be friends’ or ‘how very perceptive’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart.
It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a body-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. Nothing should be able to do that. Especially not love. I hate love.
”—- Rose Walker, talking to Desire about love in The Kindly Ones (Neil Gaiman) (via sclyn)
I won’t even deny that Casas’ post didn’t hurt, even just a bit. But he looks happy. Probably happier than we were together. So that’s good, that’s all that really matters really. It’s what he’s been wanting for a long time and I could never give him that. So cheers.
I’m sorry :( You know I’m always available for hugs.
“When we hold each other, in the darkness, it doesn’t make the darkness go away. The bad things are still out there. The nightmares are still walking. When we hold each other, we feel — not safe, but better. “It’s all right,” we whisper. “I’m here, I love you.” And we lie, “I’ll never leave you.” For just a moment or two the darkness doesn’t seem so bad. When we hold each other.”—Hellblazer #27: “Hold Me,” Neil Gaiman (via vivatregina) (via saabmagalona)