One Year in Four Minutes: The Yolly in Every Filipino
No need to add more redundancy to what has happened the previous year on the eighth day of November, but it was one heck of a typhoon.
All events including stealing your neighbors’ roofs and lining up for the politically-advertised relief goods wrap up to the picture of every Filipino’s resiliency.
Visayas seemed to have earned the title as the “Eighth Wonder of the World” for seemingly dragging tourists throughout the region – those members of the International Organizations who aided the victims.
Then there is the issue between the National Broadcaster Korina Sanchez and the CNN Reporter, Anderson Cooper, who had both disagreed on each others’ claimed misinformation. To add, picture that Filipino who has asked help from the President of the United States through the writings on plywood, which was answered the day after.
The story spiced up more when a lot of Filipinos complained about their discomfort on the cramped evacuation houses built for them, which was also the root of the corruption issues on the news, and all those dauntless people who carried placards in front of the municipal halls fighting for their calamity funds.
The calamity was foreseen to be the fist of climate change that gave numerous punches, except that it was a whirling wind, to the Filipino humanity. It left thousands of bodies lifeless. And those survivors whose loved ones perished, whose dreams were crashed in her travel of three hours, had already stopped crying despite of the dread.
This is the nature of resiliency, one rises from the fall. One laughs aftercrying, and one lives from someone else’s death. The Filipinos were broken, but they mended themselves. Their lives were ruined, but not destroyed. The light of hope minimized to a spark, but it never died. It was when the wick was burned longer, that the fire grew into a flame, and the light grew into the day.
Resiliency is not just being able to build one’s house again, or being able to quench the thirst of missing the sun because of the rainy days. Resiliency is about how one makes his decision the moment he wakes up on a morning where there seems nothing to decide upon.
To pull the bended nail from the detached leg of a house, to hammer its crooked shape, to nail it again when it’s straightened and secure the door of its latch. To be resilient is like the instinct of looking for a durable nail in the absence of a hardware shop. One doesn’t just wait for the resources to come, he finds it himself. He makes use of what he has left.
Resiliency is being hopeful that things will get better. One line from Snow White on a television series Once Upon A Time says that, “The minute I let go of the belief that things will get better, is the moment I know they won’t.” So it is with great hope that the Filipinos were able to find the better life they have now.
Yolly is a homewrecker, literal or not, it applies on both ways. But that doesn’t make her a foe. She claimed a thousand and more breaths but that doesn’t make it her fault. She drowned people in their own tears but that doesn’t make her a heartbreaker.
Yolly is an effect of which the cause was US, all of us. And effects weren’t wrongdoings, causes are. The resiliency of the Filipinos should not just settle with the resiliency from the typhoon. But it also has to be the resiliency from their fallen selves.
The human being, with his given gift to live, has the capacity to prolong it that they’ve been too desperate to think of their survival for the time being…but not for the future…and that’s what breaks them.
Yolanda, as an effect of climate change, was woven in every Filipino’s hands and all the dread they’ve suffered are the wounds of that weaving. But that wound heals, and that is the chance for everyone’s hands to function again with less pain… from where the hope of better weaving for the future will be present.
We can’t stop the effects of climate change there is now, but we can’t go on simply relying on resilience alone. While resiliency is something valuable, there is also something valuable that went ahead of it but was disregarded — wise decisions.