Friday, November 15, 2024

Spillover

That Monday after my visit to He Cares Mission (see previous blog here), we have this weekly company meetings via Zoom. These company meetings is where the HR will assign a speaker every week to do a prayer and their respective sharing of whatever. Then if the highest officer is present, they may add additional insight or call someone else whoever they feel like calling to share whatever the topic the speaker decided to share that day. Or if they felt like the message is extremely clear, they'll wrap it up and say have a great work week and bade their goodbyes to us.

Backstory: Sharing was never, ever my forte. For some reason I felt like I couldn't inspire people. Like what article or story am I going to share to inspire my colleagues? I tried to do a different route when I was asked to do the talk for the first time, but I felt like it was not accepted well. So I just find some random sharing to fit the norm and I just focused on refining my prayer instead. I think it was funny that there was one time I was assigned to be a speaker on an Easter Monday and instead of my COO commenting on the story I shared, he commented on the prayer. That's probably how bad the stories I shared with them.

Then came in pandemic, I was like why don't we take advantage of the Zoom? So by the time I was assigned as a speaker, what I did this time was to sought permission from the HR that I'll be doing this or that activity and if she would permit me to use a PowerPoint presentation. I'm glad that she permitted me to do so since she also mentioned that it was kind of getting boring in addition to it would be nice we we utilize the application since they paid for it. Aside from this, I also got a blessing from the Chief Design Officer (who now presides the Monday meetings should the CEO not be around that day).

So basically if I was the speaker, I could never, ever find a suitable article or story or even a quote that would make people relate, cry, or become emotional. I just have to play with my strengths - as long as the HR head gave the blessing of course.

Okay back to the main topic.

So that day (September 2, 2024), it was one of my assistant department managers who was assigned to do the sharing. She shared a story (see the full story here) highlighting Mother Teresa's quote of 

“It is not how much we give but how much love we put into giving.”

After her talk, the CEO was surprisingly present that day and he didn't share much since he mentioned it was Mother Teresa. So what he did was he asked the assigned speaker to call somebody else to share. I'll be honest, for some reason I felt like I'll be called. The funny thing was he was never present in all the times I was assigned to be a speaker for the past 11 years and probably counting. Also, he only heard me talk twice during Monday meetings for the past eleven years (first day at work to introduce ourselves in front of our new colleagues, and September 25 of last year where the topic is about coffee being associated with life and I was being called to share by someone that was initially called by the assigned speaker).

I was indeed called by my assistant department manager to share insights about what she shared. To be honest, I didn't remember the rest of the sharing. The quote she mentioned already struck me enough to know that I would have something to say about it.

So I told them my experience in doing outreach that Saturday - it was recent - very recent and fresh. I explained what I wrote in my previous blog that I said I usually just give money, but that time it was different. I was giving time and effort. If I am not mistaken I was about to break into tears and I think it was good that I didn't turn on my Zoom video that time so nobody could see that I was about to cry. Of course I never forgot to mention He Cares Mission and the street children.

After I shared my story, I thought it was like a quick acknowledgement or thank you and we move on or I call on the next one who can share; well I think what happened was even the CEO was extremely surprised with what I shared to them. So surprised that he actually asked further questions such as how did I end up there and where is the place located? So I have to give him (and the whole colleagues in attendance) a background story that I joined a Fil-Chi Catholic community and there's an activity where somebody just wanted to celebrate her birthday and inviting people who will join her blah blah. Then I said according to Google Maps it's located in Quezon City (see He Cares Mission Website here).

So after back and forth Q&A with the CEO on that Monday Zoom Meeting, I ended with thanking our assistant department manager for allowing me to share only to be told by your CEO that I was really meant to share that day.

After the Monday meeting, I immediately shared what happened to that Monday meeting to the CIRVYS group I formed and also to the birthday celebrant (I mean if it wasn't for her inviting me, I wouldn't even be sharing the story to the whole company so she has to know too). I realized that the new found Filipino-Chinese Catholic community I found was so amazed that the company that I'm with was doing something that perhaps deep in their hearts they would have wanted to - which is for the bosses to acknowledge God in the workplace. I guess they always say you take granted of the things that other people are yearning deep in their heart.

After that Monday meeting, I also realized that I shouldn't be like super surprised that I was called that day. It entered in my head that I actually posted on Facebook that I was in an outreach that day. It wasn't as detailed as the previous blog, but it dawned on me that I saw that the assistant department manager saw my post and reacted on it. I mean if I'm the assistant department manager, I would call that person too if I saw their post that's related to the story you're about to share.

That day I also needed to report on site, so when I reached the site, it's so amazing that even if the meeting was already over, my two C-suite members were talking about it with me. Of course I could now expand things without worrying if you would put an inconvenience in the time of other people. Only my COO knew that I've found a place where I could freely practice myself being a Filipino-Chinese Catholic so maybe if there's someone who was least surprised with what I shared on that Monday meeting, it was him - since he knew my journey from life, love and faith. He mentioned that he too also had the same sentiments as the CEO where they opt not to discuss or expound further about Mother Teresa - because it's Mother Teresa. He also said that he really thinks that it was meant for me to share that day. I mean I rarely get called anyways.

So days have passed, I wasn't able to clearly share the happenings to my assistant department manager as the only thing we did was a quick exchange of text from her thanking me that I shared and that's it. I didn't know that a lot of things would still happen after that exchange of messages. So fast foward to that day when the assistant department manager and I happened to leave the office together that I shared everything. She told me you know I was about to call this employee until I saw your name on the Zoom meeting and I thought it's better if I'll call you instead.

Her words made you further conclude that everything really falls according to God's plan. Perhaps God knows that people wouldn't focus much on posts related to outreach except for people who is into God and helping people. He probably also knew that I my untypical wiring of my brain wouldn't even think of sharing that in front of my colleagues because you're so worried that you will always be an inconvenience and they are also so impatient like if only they can be exempted in not attending, they'll freely do so... and then there's I'm already done with my sharing part for the year or cycle so they cannot ask me to share again. 😅

All I can say that God indeed works in mysterious ways. If you think that you are incapable of doing it, He would find a way to technically force you to do something you would never imagine. I mean it wasn't like an implusive action that would crush your heart into a million pieces. It's a matter of God ensuring me that there is nothing for me to be worried about in sharing my experience to my colleagues. That it's okay to share what God entrusted you to share that day even if some of them might get annoyed at you prolonging every second of them listening to what you say instead of them focusing what they deemed important, or even if the sharing turned into a quick dialogue between you and the top boss as they are curious about what you shared, it assured me that it's okay. It's the top boss that's asking. If he is impatient and felt what I said was unimportant, he would have wrapped up the meeting after I spoke.

If there is something I learned from the outreach experience and sharing it to the whole company was that you'll realize that perhaps God used me as an instrument to share or probably inspire someone. Whoever it was, I don't know. Aside from this, I realized you shouldn't take something for granted. I mean how blessed you could be that you can still manage to practice your own faith in a place where whatever your religious belief was, they would allow you to share and inspire other people? Like some people said, not everybody is given an opportunity to share something without holding them back. You just have to know how to use or take advantage well.

Monday, October 14, 2024

No Strings Attached: A Visit at He Cares Mission

 

A week after attending FCCYA's National Gathering (see previous blog regarding this), a fellow Fil-Chi Catholic sent an invitation to the group chat, that they previously created for the purpose of National Gathering, that they are going to held an outreach activity that Saturday and there will be an opening mass at St. Peter the Apostle Parish at 6:30am on that Saturday.

Still being new in the group and the community itself (like how do they operate?), you would technically not know what it was all about and be like all in the I wanna try it mode.

Off Track: In the middle of the week from the National Gathering and the day of the outreach activity, I attended a Gospel reflection where Father Peter Tieng presided the Gospel and he would explain all the readings - most especially the Gospel. It's like an extended homily, but now it allows you to ask him questions which normal masses never gave us opportunity to. I could say it was also probably one of the first times I've encountered as a Catholic (well I didn't include me being a Filipino-Chinese since I think it's open to all lineage). If I'm not mistaken I think I already encountered somewhat similar to this Gospel sharing I think it's called Tahanan ng Pagmamahal but that one does not involve a priest explaining but more of some lay minister and they include praise and worship I think. I think I only attended there once because I sent a prayer request for my friend something like that. After that, it's gone.

So back to the main blog, the caveat: I don't even know if I could make it. I think there was a bible saying that says it's better for someone to not agree then complied than the one who agreed, but didn't comply. You see I have to make sure to do some receivables from our mom and pop business every Friday night. I don't know how fast I could finish the task. However, it says on the photo invite that it's RSVP. Which means I have to commit on joining. So I bravely messaged the organizer and inquire if I we really need to reserve. She did say that she'll write my name. I still said I cannot promise.

The day has arrived. I think I woke up like 4:30am because I felt like I have to make it. The night before everything falls into place like I finished all my errands before 9pm. So I did whatever that was needed to be done like prepare stuff for that event etc. Oh, have I forgot that there's no LRT train that time so I really have to ride a jeepney going to UN Avenue?

So as I traveled to St. Peter Church, I read the messages and saw it's one of the outreach organizer's birthday. I was like ah, it make sense. It's her birthday, but she opted to spend her birthday on doing outreach. So it wasn't like a Fil-Chi Catholic Activity, but more of a personal choice and she just made it like an organization's activity. Normally, if I knew it was someone's birthday, I would give gifts (of course I somehow already created rapport with them). I could have picked those tin-can cookies that we bought from Duty-free, but I realized you know it doesn't matter if I didn't give because how am I supposed to know it's her birthday? Also, maybe it might be a little heartless gift or whatsoever.

As I reached the place and looked around wondering where are they and minutes before the mass started, I just realized that the place for the mass is not the same as the place for the outreach. I searched and realized the place was in Quezon City. I was like being silently hysterical like how am I supposed to go there? I don't even know people around the place - like I told you guys it's my first time. I was thinking am I doing all these things in vain? I'll be honest I was only half listening to the mass and maybe tried to peek on the phone (even if it's not allowed) because I don't know what was going on. Thankfully I already knew the gist of the Gospel reading, but I knew I was still so worried about it because I can't see anybody. As the priest wraps up his Homily, I saw the birthday celebrant on the side of the church wearing the FCCYA shirt that we used during our last conference. I immediately stand up and approached her. Aside from greeting her a happy birthday, she's happy that I made it. I am now relieved because at least I knew someone in there. Being an ISTJ you would really really start to panic when something is not working in your favor. Haha.

After the mass, I told them that I was nervous if I misread something and the birthday celebrant assured me that they were just late. So it was me, the birthday celebrant's family, the lead organizer and the scholars of the church were able to join in her outreach.

While waiting for her family to fetch us from the church, the birthday celebrant and I chatted like me asking her the outreach-related stuff and also me telling her that it's my first time to get engaged in an outreach activity that was not part of a school requirement or forcing yourself to create one so your organization would be kept afloat. Just a caveat during my college days, doing an outreach would pull your organization points up, most especially if your organization was on under probation.

So we reached the place and it's called He Cares Mission. It's a place that caters to street children. If my memory serves me right, this is the first time I will be serving to these type of group. I mean I went to assisting kids on poor areas but they have a house, we went to orphanage to help build houses in Sto. Tomas, Batangas and also gave used clothes and toys to those children at PGH.

In every outreach, I think they have this sense of feeling satisfied, grateful or some sorts. I guess if you are really into these kinds of activities, you felt like it was easy for you to do on a regular basis. As for myself, the only thing that would connect me to an outreach activity was some random classmate, schoolmate or batchmate of yours wanting to raise funds to fund their passion in doing charity activities, and you be like okay I have extra tithes to spare, you can have it so I could help you fund your passion in helping those who are in need. I would admit that maybe sometimes when you had surplus of tithes allowance, it came into a point that it's heartless.

However in my visit at He Cares Mission, things are different - way different I should say. I did not spend a single centavo in participating this outreach activity - which is extremely weird for my part. Knowing that I didn't spend any cent in this activity, you can't just stand there and just say I came, you have to do something else. So apparently Brother Joe (one of the founders of He Cares Mission), have this organized program for the street kids, then he also gave a list to us where we are assigned to do an activity in facilitating the feeding program. I think I volunteered the sweeping. I mean first of all, food is delicate and who knows something might happen to the children; second, I cannot exert a lot using my hand due to the damage that the tuberculosis of the joints did to both of my wrists. So sweeping it is.

At the end of the activity, when all children were being fed and they left the vicinity, that's the time I realized that I was already tired. I mean aside from sweeping (which I technically didn't do much), I also helped with the food preparation like passing the containers from one place to another. Then I also assisted the scholars of the church as they are the ones hosting the games while I do the prize giving. I mean there's no way I'm going to host that games because I already had a bunch of hosting activities especially during company Christmas parties.

I can say it was really a nice experience on having an encounter with these children. Not only that, it was a different experience where before you're only doing things behind the scenes such as giving money to aid the main person who wanted to do the activity, this time, you are immersing yourself in helping the main person who wanted to spend her birthday with the less fortunate children by offering your time and effort - which I admit was really hard to give to.

If there is anything that I would learn from this experience is that maybe... Just maybe it wasn't actually that bad to help these less fortunate ones financially.

Monday, September 23, 2024

Journeying Home: Embracing Faith, Hope, and Charity (A Filipino-Chinese Catholic Experience)

If there was something I learned the past year were these major points:

A. God will eventually give you what your heart desire (for as long as it's good for you). It's just has to be on His terms and perfect time, not ours.

B. God will not give us challenges that we cannot face - even if it means you hit rock bottom and you feel like you can never recover from that situation. In fact, He was actually helping you by showing you the way, you just have to trust Him enough and bravely walk towards where He wants to lead you.

C. You cannot keep on doing the same thing and expect a different result. Or as one of the Fil-Chi singles group organizers said, "You have to do something different in order to get something different in life."

D. Everything happens for a reason and I still believe that saying until now.


Pandemic made me realize that my faith in God wasn't as strong as I thought it was. As I tried to strengthen my faith, I felt like something was missing - I felt like I was serving Him alone culturally and spiritually. I know some people would say there's this group and that group that you could join to have the sense of belongingness, but the thing was you cannot wear one mask while withholding some parts of you because you are worried on how they will respond to the situation. I felt like I don't have an identity where I could converge myself being a Fil-Chi and a Catholic at the same time. It's like you either have to give up one or the other just to have the sense of belongingness in the community.

Until I hit the rock bottom phase. That phase where I ended up having a scratch on my eyelids due to using tissue or towel to wipe off the tears that never stopped pouring. That phase where I just said I cannot go to one of my college friend's child dedication without explaining why because I knew deep down that I would either rant or cry to this one family (who knew the whole story of how I ended up in rock bottom) along the trip to the venue or I would have a bunch of pangs of sadness as I see them all enjoying a lot of stuff with their respective families and you wonder if you would have yours and who knew that tears would suddenly pour down and people around would wonder why and the last thing you would want to happen was you spreading negativity or loneliness on such as beautiful occasion. I knew that this family - especially this particular friend who knew the crap that I have gone through was so worried about me and I was just pulling the Ennui mode of my emotion telling her that I'm fine - even if I am not just to not make her worry. That phase where reading Dr. Nicole Lepera's posts on the X app became even more valuable. Who knew that she was mentioning things that never struck me that much until that time when I was at rock bottom - that you are literally following her tips because you felt like you are in freezing mode and you need to go out to walk while shaking your hands. That phase where my mom doesn't know how to help me and I said I wanted to go to a Psychiatrist who I thought would help me with what I am going through - because how are you going to have a happy ending if you felt like there's a big boulder that I felt I cannot remove (that is the stigma that is involving my condition that I didn't choose).

They say when you hit rock bottom there are two things you could have done: Continue to wallow in pain and sorrow OR, get up and do something positively different - and I did the latter.

Who knew that bravely attending that one Fil-Chi singles' event on that fateful December of last year would be the gateway on experiencing the things that you never thought you could imagine in your wildest dreams. It was the gateway for me to find the home that I have never thought existed in terms of serving Him spiritually in a community who was raised in the same culture as you.

The gateway? Gaining new friends - friends who would eventually lead you in getting what your heart's desire. That one new friend (Rachel) extended an invitation for me to attend a Filipino-Chinese Catholic Young Adults (FCCYA) National Gathering for three days in Antipolo. I never thought twice about this invitation and agreed to join them (well transportation was indeed an issue, but they resolved it quickly.).

It was funny that this year's FCCYA's theme was Journeying Home, but maybe for my case it was more of someone from the Fil-Chi event learned through our private conversations that I was probably a lost girl aimlessly wandering around looking for a home spiritually and she decided to invite me as we journey together back home serving Him together with other Fil-Chi Catholics in one community 😅.

Thank you so much Rachel for inviting me to join the conference! Thank you for the Sy and Limyuen siblings for adopting me during the trip, the CIRVYS group I formed (Conrad, Achi IC, Rachel, Vanee, Achi Yanyan) and to all the people there who made me feel welcome during the 3-day activity. Lastly, thank you for my COO who has been an ever-supporting boss that when he knew I am going to this kind of a trip, he was so happy for me because at least now, he knew that it would be one step for me to become closer not only to God, but also maybe who knows I might end up looking for my future one, who might also be probably lost like me.

Looking back, I was like thinking I've been doing research for more than a decade at work, and I wondered why in the world did I never thought of doing a research about Filipino-Chinese Catholics? It was a simple Google search like how you search for different things with only your fingers. I mean I was able to obtain information for the more complicated work-related stuff, why can't I find this or even attempted to find it? Then maybe I realized I might not have the urge to attend this - even if I found out about it. Come to think of it, for someone whose MBTI personality is most resistant to change and being thrown in a situation without any safety net; add to the fact that you probably have parents who have zero idea about it (like who are these people?) - I don't think they would even allow me to go without them knowing anybody that would make them at ease.

Maybe I can say now I knew why it made sense that I hit rock bottom (or what He orchestrated so I could hit rock bottom), because maybe God knew I am going to do something about it (through His guidance) and I can say it was paying a huge dividends right now.

They say if God took something away from you or He put you off track, it's because He will either give you something better or He would put you in a much better path that you never thought of.

It was indeed a wonderful and memorable experience that I would cherish forever and I'm finally home. 😊

#fccya12

Friday, September 13, 2024

When Irrationality Turned Into a Blessing

Last blog, I mentioned that I felt like my Psychology Professors thought that it was kinda dumb idea to drop my two major subjects in order to dodge department probation if I would just take the C and a passing grade of D. Well I don’t know if you can say that people in your same batch in terms of Psychology majors wanted you to get delayed or they just knew how scary it was if you received probation. I mean I knew how hard it was for my fellow blockmate that also majored in Psychology that she has to keep pushing herself to get one grade higher than the bare minimum quota for the department. I was thinking I already got sick trying to keep up with the bare minimum quota, what more if I have to strive harder to get the above minimum quota? So maybe I was thinking I needed to rest. I know financially it was a stupid move (thus where I think the dumb move came from) and maybe you are not believing in yourself that you could make it. Then the semester after I got sick, I ended up getting delayed so I wouldn’t get confused with my major subjects from both of my courses. I consulted with my parents that maybe delaying for 1 year is probably the best option. I didn’t stop attending school, it’s just that I delayed on choosing my major subject in commerce as I sort out my pending major subjects in Psychology, then get the remaining general business courses for my Commerce so by the time I get to choose my major in Commerce, I just need to focus on the major subjects of Comemrce. As much as it hurts, but they weren’t mad about it because health is more important right?

So came the difficult part for probably 2-3 years. Every family reunion when relatives ask you when you are graduating… you either go the route of telling the truth you have to study for 6 years (because a 5-year course is already difficult to explain), or you would say other random stuff to confuse them. Then you have your high school batchmates and college peers who are already posting their togas as they are already “Gradwaiting”

A difficult 2.5 years indeed. You may be wondering where the blessing is then?

Well here is the fun part. I felt like I was living the best time of my life as a college student. Maybe some people would think of partying or stuff, but no I wasn’t referring to that. I refer to the things I never imagined I would do, but did. I thought I could replicate my performance in 4th year high school towards college… I not only replicated it, but I did better.

Imagine if I pushed my academics to get under probation just to graduate on time? I don’t know for some reason I might feel like a failure or just an ordinary student who would settle for a low position in the organization or nothing at all and be part of the committee. I know for some people they would have joked that you just delayed so you get to experience being an organization president? I mean in the first place why would you plan such an absurd idea right?

What I am trying to say is that if I have the natural path of being a college student whether choosing a 4 or 5-year track, I would admit that the competition is tough - very tough. Nobody is going to vote for someone who is a pure-blooded Chinese with a Filipino Citizenship going against a Filipino-dominated community.

Fresh off being a club leader in high school, you know that you have to start from the bottom hoping that you’ll end up on top by the time you are in your graduating year. Mostly the jumping point to be on the very top is being a class representative (or class rep as what we call). However because it’s college, I think my mom didn’t want me to vie for that position because you don’t know who you are dealing with in a new environment, new culture and new people. My Scholastican alumna neighbor also discouraged me to become one too, so I knew I wouldn’t get that position - which eventually came true as the junior or senior student organization officers said they would discourage students studying double degree majors to become class representatives so our representative was our political science blockmate.

Meanwhile when it comes to organizations and societies, there’s the mandatory membership that is tied up to your academic course and the interest organization. You can also join other academic organizations even if it’s not related to your course. Typical first year trying to navigate through, aside from paying for the mandatory membership fee for my Double-Majors Society, my mom also gave me money so I can join whichever I wanted. I eventually joined Peer Facilitator’s Club (the club where the one who marshaled us during the first year orientation. Hey, I have to go to something familiar.)

Fast forward to the end of my freshmen year with us experiencing instability of changing leadership positions every semester, we are bracing for another change in leadership position due to our Literature major class representative needing to take a break from studying. Being the oldest in our block, she was like our big sister to us. I remember it was at McDonald’s Vito Cruz we were discussing this as the term ends and on to summer break. I guess from her point of view, she knew our block was screwed because somebody had to step up, and with the constraints she mentioned, she would be begging anyone from Literature and Political Science students (sans the one who got removed by the council) to take over. At that time we were like why don’t we just choose our Political Science blockmate to lead us? She has leadership in her veins only for the then class rep to say she is not on board with the idea of her leading the block. Imagine our then class rep eliminating us double majors, scholars, people who are extremely busy outside school, and you cannot ask our foreigner nun blockmate to lead us. I would say it was indeed a disaster. I mean it was not our then class rep’s control on who we choose to replace her. Our mind knows who to choose already even if it’s against her will until this said blockmate of ours sent us a group message stating that her parents didn’t allow her to lead the block due to underperforming in her academics.

We were like oh well let’s just cross the bridge when we get there until a new academic class starts and in that school gymnasium, I remembered when our PE professor asked us who is our class representative that my blockmate mentioned my name. I accepted it because if I didn't, who the heck would take over? I would admit I partially wanted that class representative position so bad because through observation and the crap I’ve been through because of my then class representative that very first year almost made me fail the NSTP class by losing my parent’s signed permit (that I ended up having to bring my mom to school and explained the situation to the professor. My mom didn’t even say a word and just stood 2 feet away. After the professor was convinced, I submitted the written explanation with my mom’s signature to her) and also thought I was responsible for losing my own convocation card (it’s like a point card every time we attend a major activity. So I have to buy another one and would have to convince any authorized signatory that I did attend their event or I have to make-up for the missed event) only to find out when there was a change in leadership position on our block that my convocation card has been with them all along as we received our exam permits and I ended up having two convocation cards in possession. Well I guess the blessing there was we had an irregular classmate in one of our subjects who did not complete the number of points needed so I gave her the newer one.

The class rep position? I held it until all my blockmates and core coursemates graduated except for that one semester where I let my blockmate take over (it was a blessing in disguise too as I did not know I’ll end up getting hospitalized that semester that led to us discussing this). By the time they all finished, I joined my lower batch double major blockmates as we are all on the same track by then and of course I really like my class representative then. I just made sure I do my part to make her life easier as our class representative because I know being a class representative for double degree majors with varying specialty is not an easy feat. It’s like catering to a few babies but all with different and demanding needs unlike catering to many babies but they exactly have the same needs.

As for the extra-curricular activities? Now this gets interesting. So by the time I entered Sophomore year, I actually had an organizational position in my academic organization. It was short-lived because I didn’t expect that I would also be a class representative so I resigned to the organization position as my mom felt being a class representative is more valuable than being a head of souvenirs or something (See I forgot my position. Lol!). During that same year on recruitment week, I learned that Peer Facilitator’s Club was already dissolved. So I was like oh I’ll just join my academic organization and that’s it. Then during recruitment week, a male classmate of mine (yes there are male students in St. Scho then but as long as it’s music or Fine Arts) would suddenly ask me to come along only to find out the officers of that organization would like to recruit me to become a member. I think I was given money to join whichever I wanted. I was like okay I’ll join Environment Society (or what we call Envisoc). Little did I know that saying yes in joining would spearhead my extra-curricular life for the rest of my stay in college and eventually become my jumpstart in the corporate world.

As the years go by and get immersed in various organizations, you already know the pattern on how things work. At this point you already start dreaming and hoping if one day you’ll become an organization president. Maybe in my heart I felt not getting a presidential position would be a failure to me especially because I felt I ended up on a positive note as I graduated from high school. I was a club president and also a class president when I graduated in high school. However things are getting uncertain, then you wonder if you’ll make it. If I look at my academic affiliation, I don’t think I’ll make it. I knew my blockmate who has the same liberal arts major as me would be the one most likely to take over when one of us has to become a president of that organization. She’s been there since the first year while I… I end up resigning to a small position (what more if it’s a bigger one right?) and for some reason I don’t know why I wasn’t able to attend that general assembly when they already started voting for a new set of officers for the next year. I remember my blockmates told me that I should attend next time so I’ll have a position in that org. It was an unfortunate circumstance that that was the last time our organization would exist as we didn’t meet the quota required by the student affairs office.

Meanwhile in Envisoc, I also learned that the organization was under probation when I joined, but there were movements there and I joined and helped with some of those activities. For some reason I remembered that I think I almost wanted to quit and didn’t want to attend their acquaintance party (because it’s at night), but I’m glad I didn’t. To be honest I never thought of leading an interest organization because my mind knew who would become a president there one day. However, the day of the elections of Envisoc, they elected me as a treasurer. Not only that, the one who I thought would lead the org one day mentioned she cannot be elected because she will focus on one day leading her academic affiliation.

During my time in Envisoc as a newly minted officer, it came at a time where there is a surge of mass communication students joining the organization. I think it was probably the set of officers there were able to recruit members from their own course. That year we can probably say a year we can forget since we severely underperformed as an organization. Maybe you can just say some people knew in their heart that they are not really fit to run the organization even if they have enough experience, but they accepted it. It also means some people are meant to perform better as a supporter than as a leader - and that’s okay. Then the then president that time chose to demote herself back to the position she knew she thrived so well - in fact that position garnered her as one of the best non-presidents in the organization. Then she promoted me as an Internal Vice President (IVP) with someone from the Mass Communications department taking over as the president.

That year, I could say we are a bit thriving because of our leader. During that time, it was the fourth year of my school year and my 3rd time as a member of the organization. However, things are getting tricky, our then president and I are theoretically going to graduate at the same time if things run smoothly on my end academically with both of us having one academic year left. Knowing that I am one position away from being the president, I felt like I need to get that if indeed the rumors of her running for the student council position is true. I felt like how am I supposed to get that when I don’t have anybody to support me while there was a threat that an officer from the student council would actually gun for that presidential position? I mean my blockmate friends can only console and give advice but they cannot vote for me since they are not members of the organization. I felt like a demotion is going to be a slap on my face. Thankfully, my guidance counselor put me in my right senses. When I sought for her consultation about my issues she said I just got hospitalized, can my body handle the stress if I’m an organization president? Then she asked what are your actual plans if you are the president? This alone made me realize that I didn’t have any concrete plans. I just wanted to get that position and was thinking it would be whatever. In the end my counselor told me, even if our organization was dominated by mass communication students, if they see my value in the organization, they will vote for me no matter what my course is.

What the counselor said was indeed true. I got demoted back to Treasurer - a position where no one dared to take because of money and trust involved. It was a set-back, but not a major one because still getting the top 5 position despite going against odds was a miracle. It indeed helped that I was the org treasurer before, a business student and also of Chinese descent since they usually associate Chinese with being good in math anyways. The one who wanted to lead the organization indeed became our president.

As the new school year starts, I think being demoted was the best decision that happened in my academic life. Our president, who used to be part of the student council, was indeed a blessing for me and the organization. While she can trust me with money matters that I am not cheating on them even if she was joking that she kept on signing financial reports without understanding a single thing that I might be selling her, she helped me take advantage of the privilege the organization could do in terms of finances. Who knew we could get money from the student affair’s budget aside from the membership fees we get every recruitment week? (Of course for as long as it met with the school’s criteria like honorarium etc). Not only that, she together with our moderator helped give me structure.

During the same school year, I got to know my new set of classmates in my Commerce major. There were six of us and those five of them were somehow somewhere together for a certain period of time. As I converse with one of the higher level students of my commerce major regarding the organization, perhaps I was aimlessly wondering what would be my next move in terms of extra curricular? I knew that they were only six of us who can vie for the president position of the said organization. I somewhat had an experience when it comes to leading a computer-related organization in my high school years. It wasn’t perfect - in fact it was bad, but I felt if I would be given another chance, I would be more prepared on what’s to come. Then as the senior officers of my academic commerce organization which we call Business and Information Technology Society or BITS set up a meeting with us, there were some vacant positions that were handed down to us. I got the position of Assistant Outreach Liaison Officer (or Assistant OLO). From the position itself I knew it has something to do with finding places where we could do some outreach activities.

At the start of the first few months, it seems like our then president of Envisoc once mentioned that if I stayed in the organization for a long time, maybe it’s time for me to take the mantle from her once she graduates as I still have one more year left. Then there was the possibility that you can also take the president position of BITS since I felt like I would be the one that the moderators and my commerce major professors wanted to take over. I knew that there was a rule that if you are going to gun for the presidency of any position in the school, you can only take one while giving up on the other with no cushion of getting a lower position if everything fails. If I am going to use my brain, it would really make sense for my career if I gun for the academic organization position versus an interest position as it would show on your resume that you lead an academic organization. However, I realize that I would be going against my classmates who have been together through thick or thin prior to choosing their major subject in commerce. Being two years older than most of them, it would mean I have more experience than them when it comes to managing academics and extracurriculars. Then you factor into how much these people would actually help you if you were indeed chosen to become the president. On the other hand, gunning for the Envisoc presidential position is no cakewalk. I already knew who would be the “threat” to take over the position. She was new in the organization (as far as my knowledge is concerned), but she have enough votes to pull it off due to having most members coming from their course if it would come between the two of us. So many questions and decisions to make.

As the year is about to end, various organizations and also the student council held their respective elections. This was the time I had to make a decision. Either give up your dreams of leading in any school organization while setting for a guaranteed spot at your academic organization to prop up your resume or put all your eggs in one basket to the one your heart was yearning for and fight. Like I said the unspoken school rule was if you are running for any student council position or any presidential position in the school organization, you cannot run for any other position including guaranteed cushions of lower positions. In the end, through the support of my original blockmates and my commerce blockmates, I decided to choose my heart over what would look good in my resume - my career. I decided to run for Environment Society President and gave up the idea of running (or going against) any one of my commerce blockmates in BITS. My original blockmates (who are in their graduating year) and my current commerce blockmates supported me (perhaps they were relieved that I wasn’t a threat to them anymore as one of them said that some of my classmates were scared that I was going to take over that presidential position - which would be weird that an ‘outsider’ will take over the leadership position). True enough the one who I thought would go against me was the one who indeed was the one going to run against me as the president of Envisoc.

During the campaign period, I just knew I had to hope and pray that God would give me a chance. During that time it happened that my Corporate Communications professor required us to create a speech as one of his assignments. It was perfect timing as I could use that speech as part of my assignment and also use it as part of our campaign speech. I just knew I had to double or probably triple the effort. It was nice that my original blockmates were very supportive. They knew how it feels like when you are going to go against someone who opponents felt were outsiders - and I knew their story too. It was a hard-fought battle and they eventually got all the positions they wanted in their academic organization. So what they did allowed me to realize that there is hope - hope that anything is possible.

The day has come when we have to say our speech during that General Assembly. It was nerve-wracking, but seeing who was running for which position, I knew I had to create an alliance - like they said when minorities join together, you can put up a fight against the majority. I wouldn’t mind if they will help me lead as I somehow know them already. So we all end up mentioning each other’s names during our respective speeches to show solidarity for the minority group to vote for us together. After my speech, what was surprising was that my opponent somewhat conceded that the members should vote for me instead. As much as it would have relieved you, it’s still based on a majority vote. People would still feel she deserves it more than me or it could mean to lower my guard on seeing her as a threat. Anything could happen on that one fateful electoral vote.

In the end, everything fell into my favor - I won the elections and my two vice presidents that I wanted to be on my team also won. Although they said when running for a presidential position, there should be no cushions allowed, the one I beat would eventually be the one who would replace me as a Treasurer of the organization. I’m glad she was able to secure a slot in our organization by running for two different positions. I would honestly say it would be very unfortunate for either one of us whoever lost the election because I can say both of us are capable officers. Same to those people who end up losing major elections.

I guess you would say that sometimes you don’t know where life leads you. Looking back, I realized that extending your stay in school for one year was what I needed in order to experience and enjoy my college life to the fullest. God knows that I wouldn't be a lazy student who would fail her classes, so He did something else that is out of my control and it’s something that my parents wouldn’t be mad at me for. Yes it was sometimes difficult to explain during those 2.5 years why I still cannot finish. I’m like a broken record saying the same things over and over again to those people asking when I will graduate. It doesn’t even help when your high school friends have already finished their degrees and are trying to live their life outside the four walls of the school while you are still stuck in books and PowerPoint slides.

I remember when my mom gave me that paper saying make the most of my last school year. I can say I did. Aside from being the organization president, I could say that I did well - well enough that I was able to sustain on being a top 10 president among all the student leaders. Then I got to be a Dean’s lister, got interviewed for a school newspaper, and perhaps a lot of things that I would really cherish.

I am happy that I made the right decision to choose to put all eggs in one basket and fight by gunning the presidential position that your heart leads you. It may not have been nice on the resume that you are a leader of an interest organization (and not an academic position), buy hey I got to be the top 10 president for that year. It was not bad to place it in your resume too.

The best part? I get to know the awesome people I am working with at the only company that I know ever since graduation. Imagine when the only time my company became aggressive in school job fairs outside of that green school was during my 6th year in school. Imagine if I didn’t get delayed, I wouldn’t probably know that such a company exist. I wouldn’t know that there are people inside that company that I would eventually create a strong rapport with.

So I guess I could say irrationality indeed turned into a blessing.

Saturday, January 6, 2024

Academe’s Land of Elites

This blog is a spinoff from another blog entitled Social Etiquette ≠ Feel Good. To get an idea what this blog is all about, check the previous blog here.

Two decades ago, during those times I was experiencing one of my worst personal struggles in the Land of Masses of the academe world (not first or star section) in terms of socialization and peer pressure wise, I knew that I am above average in terms of my intelligence compared with my peers on that land and also studious too. However, those things weren't enough to help me belong to the academy's Land of Elites (first or star section).

Then I started to probably reflect on the time when it was a bizarre transition for me starting my 6th grade where my constant friend and classmate and I went into different groups, but still under the land of masses albeit divided into two or three sections (depending on the student population that school year). While I was in my own section, I was able to befriend a newcomer from another kingdom (another school) that joined our group. Fast forward when we had to transition to high school, this new friend I made was smart, intelligent and studious enough that she now belonged to the Academe’s Land of Elites while I still remained at Land of the Masses.

Now back to my Freshmen high school where the administrators and head did not made me and my then constant classmate and friend together in one section at Land of the Masses once again (unless you both decided to excel so you could be together at Land of Elites), and two of my friends who are already now at the Land of Elites (the new student and another friend of ours since first grade). Fortunately, one of my friends who came back from another kingdom was my classmate in the Land of Masses. However, I’m not sure if her presence was enough to combat the constant chaos our peers were attacking towards me and two other peers of mine in that group.

At that point on and also looking at the first quarterly rankings on who would most likely belong to which land for the succeeding year, I realized although my scores are technically not qualified enough to belong to the Land of Elites, but since the school have to make sure that the students have to be equally distributed among sections, the top students who aren’t qualified scoring wise, would have a chance to belong to the Land of Elites. The tiny problem, I am almost there, but it wasn’t enough to qualify for the Land of Elites yet. Since a quarter means you have 4 attempts at trying to get better, that means I have to push myself harder - and for the first time, I had this motivation… Motivation not only to escape from the Land of Masses, but to experience how it feels like to belong to the Land of Elites. I remember I said by then, that the only way to escape the constant torture your peers were giving to you socially was to excel more academically because those people who made fun of me were way far to chase me there should I end up going there the following year. So my motivation - probably my only motivation in my whole high school life or entire academic life - was to go to the Land of Elites (the star section) the following year.

After three quarters and the constant taunting and teasing of my peers that affect your mental health, I finally made it to the Land of Elites the following year!!!


Academe’s Land of Elites…

A place where the best of the best were recognized yearly. A place where the perks and the privileges were given only to them… but only if they made sure that they can maintain their academics at a high level despite the looming threats of the borderline students that can penetrate the sacred land.

I admit being there was very foreign despite knowing that you are a citizen of the kingdom (school), but it’s just that you now belong to a new land… foreign land. I remember I was even shy to enter the hallways of my new world… Shy enough that I even asked one of my old friends who still remained in the Land of Elites to join me in entering the hallways of the said land…

It was fun for a while, as your constant friend in your younger years also belonged in the Land of Elites. How amazing was that?

However, the longer you stay in the new land, you realize that you don’t know anything about the own-made sacred rules of the Land of Elites. Because you are new in their world, you literally have zero idea of what is going on or what are the unspoken rules of the said land. You thought that what you were doing in the land of the masses can be duplicated in the land of the elites…

Until you realized that being in the Land of Elites would put your sanity into a bigger test. This world is a different animal compared to the Land of Masses as some of the lower tier elite people would say. You can aim to become top in the Land of the Masses group and people there would not care… but when you bring that same mentality to the Land of Elites… THEY NOTICE. You may not be perceived as a threat to attack the very top intellectually (honor students), (hey! I am not insane to go against them too. 😂) but if you are trying to penetrate that part of the land where it would give you an opportunity to stand out in front of the council (school administrator and teachers) despite underperforming intellectually based on the Land’s standards such as gunning for the leadership positions over the kingdom (aka being an organization president), these intellectually gifted people (honor students), together with their lower-tiered minions (who also aims to get leadership positions) would gang up and try to pull you down, wreck your character until you chose to give up which would mean lesser competition for them to deal with.

Now I know why some bottom tiered peers of mine and the friends I formed in the Land of Masses but are now also in this new found kingdom kept on telling me to know my role… Know my role in the sense that I shouldn’t attempt to get or obtain something that was reserved to the friends of the intellectually gifted people. That you should learn to be content in having the privilege to belong in the said land despite only getting scraps from the top ones. I am aware in the sense that I am not going to take something away from the intellectually gifted citizens of the land - I knew my place. However, saying that I shouldn’t also attempt to gun for the kingdom’s other leadership positions that are said to be reserved for the friends of the intellectually gifted citizens is crazier. The council never said that the said positions are only allowed to occupy by specific people, anybody can take the position whoever the council sees fit - following the land’s unspoken rules is insane.

Looking back, I thought I could escape the taunts I had received from the Land of Masses, turns out we (me and my two other peers who are victims of taunting) may be able to cut off the head of the snake by forcing the council to exile him out of the kingdom, but the rumors about us were able to penetrate the walls of the elitist land and this big snake was able to spread smaller snakes across the Land of Elites that are far more lethal and poisonous as these snakes will act as your ally in front, but they are going to invisibly kill you unknowingly if you are not alert.

Despite all these, there are two things for sure that my peers of both lands should know about me before our time is up on serving the kingdom as we are now all forced to find another kingdom to serve and live in and let the younger generation take over…

A. I was able to leave a mark - a positive mark that the council would remember and so does the younger generation of the kingdom all because I chose to be brave enough in going against the best of the best on taking one of the spots of the leadership positions in the kingdom even if your trusted friends didn’t believe you could do so.

B. I was able to get the same privilege as some of the intellectually gifted citizens of the elitist land because I took a chance to aim for one of the leadership positions and I was eventually trusted by the citizens to hold one of the leadership positions in one of the cities of the kingdom. This is to serve as a reminder that as long as the council didn’t say bottom dwellers of land of elites are not allowed to aspire to get the leadership positions, go ahead and aim for them. The intellectually gifted and their lower-tiered minions cannot stop you from achieving it, only you can - but if you allow them to do so.