REVISITING MY YOUTH AT U.P. DILIMAN

Revisiting my Youth at U.P. Diliman

By

PROF. ROLANDO S. DELA CRUZ
Educating a Nation


RETURNING TO MY ALMA MATER

As the buses entered the University Avenue from Philcoa, memories of the 1980s flowed like rivers in my consciousness.

Those were the turbulent ‘80s. Often, classes were boycotted by the Student Council and other student organizations. Radical and sympathetic students, and even some professors, held classes and staged plays on the streets.

Back then, students were politicized by the socio-economic and politico-military tensions. Many students did not only have to contend with “distractions” to traditional learning, but rather combined both street and classroom learning.

It was common then for the lower and middle classes to moan about Philippine underdevelopment. The decade started with the 1981 presidential elections anomaly, followed by the deafening 1983 gun fires at the tarmac, climaxed with the 1986 EDSA Revolution, and ended with a denouement of disappointments. It was an era of intertwined politics and emotion emulating a roller coaster ride.


CHANGES, CHANGES
I recently visited the University of the Philippines in Diliman with my Basic Education students. Security was noticeably heightened, given the recent reports of rape, theft, and other forms of crimes. I reckoned that it was a more tolerant atmosphere way back. The U-Av before, as people would call the main road to the UP administration building, was not strictly guarded all the time. Anyone and any vehicle can pass through it. Yet, we thought then that the period was already the most dangerous days of our post-war life. The 1980s UP Police force can usually be seen only during fraternity rumbles, amiably tolerant.

Today, UP seems to ape the martial law years with the extensive presence of guards in key entrances and exits which, admittedly, is better than risking the lives of its community members to unscrupulous elements. The crimes today on campus, perhaps, are nothing but symptoms of the overall economic as well as moral decay in society.


THE UNIVERSITY IN NATIONAL LIFE
Indeed, the country has changed a lot, for better and for worse. But there are things that do not seem to change, like the attachment on things one experienced as a teenager.

Entering UP, two and a half decades after I first set foot on it, is indeed a homecoming. There are more buildings, one-way street signs, plants lining up the roads, plenty of space for joggers, academic courses, and a lot more freedom for students to choose subjects for their General Education requirement.

But despite these changes, the essence of UP life seems embedded in the consciousness of its graduates. Thus, the effervescent saying: once a maroon, always a maroon. The pride is in the heart. With this pride runs the tradition of alumni who have become important players, again for better and for worse, in national life.

It was in UP where I personally met people whom I only read in my High School books or in newspapers. Many are members of the UP community, while others came to UP since they cannot afford not to be there. Some have become Presidents of the Republic, Senators and Representatives of the Legislature, Justices of the Supreme Court, National Artists, or giants in the world of science and business.

UP is a very dynamic place where one participates in the dialogue between the past and the future, between the impossible and the possible, and between preservation and change. It is so vibrant that it is quite unlikely not to be infected; so forceful that one is inevitably confronted by the challenge to leave a footprint, one way or the other, through deeds that can have an effect on the lives of others. That is what being Iskolar ng Bayan is all about.


A HOMECOMING
I went back to the fold of my alma mater that cultivated me in my earlier years, the university that is nestled in a 493-hectare prime land - with my Pre-school up to High School students from Bulacan. I brought them there not only for them to see the campus of my youth but also for them to feel the UP spirit as I narrate to them the history of struggles in the minds of its constituents.

But more than anything, I brought them there to dream of entering this top school, or any other high-standard university for that matter, when they reach college. Being in such a place will challenge their capacity to imagine not only their own future, but the possible future of a beautiful, united and progressive society.

One day, I want them to have a homecoming of their own: a time when they would have realized that, like children capable of molding clays into incipient sculptures, they are also capable of molding the institutions of their incipient nation.



An alumnus and former faculty member of UP Diliman, PROF. ROLANDO S. DELA CRUZ is President of the Darwin International School System. He studied in Osaka University (Japan), the University of Cambridge (England) and at the University of Leiden (the Netherlands).

(Source: MANILA BULLETIN, May 10, 2012)

(Source: http://www.mb.com.ph/articles/359233/revisiting-my-youth-up-diliman)

JESSE ROBREDO: PUNLAY UPANG BUMANGON SA KAMATAYAN SI LAZARUS

by

PROF. ROLANDO S. DELA CRUZ

Isang bayani ang muling isinilang sa kamalayan ng bayan. Namatay di sa sakit kundi sa mekanikal na aksidente ng isang eroplano.  Isa itong patunay na ang pagbabasbas ng kabayanihan ay di isinasagawa ng lehislatura at di lamang ng matrahedyang pag-aalay ng buhay. Sa huli, mga ordinaryong tao ang nag-aalay ng mga petal ng pagtingala mula sa tuntungan ng isang pedestal. 

Dati, pinaparangalan si Jesse Robredo ng kanyang mga kababayan sa Naga. Sumunod dito ang pagkilala ng mga institusyon na nalirip ang kanyang pagiging dyamante. Ngayon, buong bayan naman ang nagbibigay-puri: isang bayan na nangangailangan ng mas marami pang bayani. Ang pagpupugay sa kanya ay di lamang pagpapasalamat sa pagiging mabuting halimbawa ng pamumuno. Ito ay pagsasabi na mas marami pang tulad nya ang kailangan ng mga mamamayan ng bayang Pilipinas: Kulang pa, kulang pa, sabi nila. Mas marami pang tulad mo ang nais namin.

Ito ay isang uri ng pag-aalsa ng bayan na tila naiinip sa pagdating na isang tagapagligtas. Isang uri ng pambansang diskurso na sumusubok paigtingin ang mga alon sa dagat ng desperasyon. Isang uri ng pagpapahiwatig na sa katunaya’y nag-aantay ng isang tsunaming magbabago sa takbo ng isang nakababagot na kasaysayan ng  kasinungalingan, pagnanakaw at kataksilan sa bayan.

Maaring walang armas ang bayan sa tulad nitong buhos ng damdamin. Maaring walang kamalayang rebolusyonaryo ang mga ordinaryong nagtitiis sa ilalim ng araw o ulan upang silayan ang kabaong na naglalaman ng isang ideya ng pag-asa. Ngunit sa katotohanan, ang pagkakabalot sa kabaong ng isang bandila, pati na rin ang kalahating-tagdang pagwawagayway nito sa isang Palasyo tulad ng sa buong bayan, at ang pagpuprusisyon ng kanyang pagiging ordinaryong tao sa mga bakubako at balubaluktot na mga kalye ay isang uri ng edukasyon para sa bayan.

Ito ay edukasyon di lamang sa pagiging pinuno, kundi sa pag-uugali ng isang indibidwal; di lamang sa pagiging ideyalista, kundi sa pagsasakatotohanan ng mga balakin; di lamang sa pagiging makabayan, kundi sa pagiging halimbawa sa lahat na naghahangad yumakap sa kabutihan; di lamang sa pagiging isa sa mga pinakamababa ng lipunan, kundi sa pagsasabuhay din ng pamamayani ng batas; at, di lamang sa pagiging maka-Diyos, kundi sa pagiging makatao rin. Ang pagkakatutong tulad nito ang tangi, pinakamahusay, at pangmatagalang sandata ng bayan para mamayani sa tunggalian ng mga interes sa lipunan.

Ang dalamhating bumabalot sa pagkamatay ni Robredo ay uri rin ng edukasyon para sa kabataan at mga darating na henerasyon. Ito ay isang aral na di lamang dapat isinasatitik sa mga aklat kundi isinasapusong dapat tumibok sa pang-araw-araw na buhay . Ito rin ay isang aral, na tulad ng dugong umaagos sa ugat ng bawat bata, ay dapat umagos sa kamalayan – kamalayan di ng bawat idibidwal kundi sa bansa bilang isang organismong nangangailangan ng pagkain sa isip at pagkalinga sa damdamin.

Pinapahintulutan ng Diyos magkaminsan ang kamatayang tulad ng kay Robredo upang tumugon sa pangkasaysayang mga pangarap ng nakararami.  Gayunpaman, di sana kitlin makalawa ng sakit ng maikling memorya ang makinang na halimbawa niya. Maraming bayani na ang iniluklok sa mga pedestal ang nangamatay makalawa matapos muling maidlip sa bangungot ang bayang nasanay na sa pang-aabuso at pagiging alipin. Ang paulit-ulit na kamatayang ito ang requiem sa halos  limang-daang taong burol ng bayang Pilipinas.

Kung kailan magiging tulad ni Lazarus ang  bayang Pilipinas, kung kailan ito magbabalikwas upang lumaya mula sa kamatayan sa kasaysayan, ay isang panaginip na sana’y basbasan ng langit. Subalit ang pagbabasbas ay ibinibigay lamang sa mga bayang karapat-dapat kamitin ito. Dapat maging karapat-dapat ang bansa na tumindig sa daigdig ng mga buhay at tunay na malaya. Ang pagiging karapat-dapat na ito, tulad ng pagsisilang kay Robredo sa sinapupunan ng langit, ay kailangan munang isilang sa puso ng bawat mamamayang Pilipino. Kapag ang tibok ng bawat isa ay sumaliw sa tibok ng iba pa upang bumuo ng pangkalahatan, kikibot ang bawat selula, didilat ang mga mata, gagalaw ang mga daliri, muling tatakas ang pawis sa bawat paghinga, pupusyaw ang mukha, babalutin ng katuwiran ang isip. Kapag nangyari ang mga ito, babangon ang Pilipinas.

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26 Agosto 2012