Poema Al Perderte Yo A Ti de Ernesto Cardenal

Al perderte yo a ti tú y yo hemos perdido:
yo porque tú eras lo que yo más amaba
y tú porque yo era el que te amaba más.
Pero de nosotros dos tú pierdes más que yo:
porque yo podré amar a otras como te amaba a ti
pero a ti no te amarán como te amaba yo.
- Ernesto Cardenal (Granada, Nicaragua)

Filipino Translation:
Nang mawala ka sa akin, ikaw at ako'y nawalan
ako dahil ikaw ang minahal ko nang lubusan
at ikaw dahil ako ang sa iyo'y lubusang nagmahal.
Ngunit sa dalawa ay ikaw ang higit na nawalan.
Dahil puwede kong mahalin ang iba tulad ng pagmamahal ko sa iyo
Ngunit ikaw'y di na mamahalin tulad nang kung paano kita minahal

Project 3, Man and Woman

Man and Woman

by Victor Hugo

Man is the most elevated of creatures, Woman the most sublime of ideals.
God made for a man a throne; for woman an altar.
The throne exalts, the altar sanctifies.
Man is the brain, Woman the heart.
The brain creates light, the heart, Love.  Light engenders, Love resurrects.
Because of reason Man is strong, because of tears Woman is invincible.
Reason is convincing, tears moving.
Man is capable of all heroism, Woman of all martyrdom.
Heroism ennobles, martyrdom sublimates.
Man has supremacy, Woman, preference.
Supremacy is strength, preference is the right.
Man is a genius, Woman, an angel.
Genius is immeasurable, the angel undefinable.
The aspiration of man is supreme glory,
The aspiration of woman is extreme virtue.
Glory creates all that is great; virtue, all that is divine.
Man is a code, Woman a gospel.
A code corrects, the gospel perfects.
Man thinks, Woman dreams.
To think is to have a worm in the brain,
to dream is to have a halo on the brow.
Man is the ocean, Woman a lake.
The ocean has the adorning pearl, the lake, dazzling poetry.
Man is the flying eagle, Woman, the singing nightingale.
To fly is to conquer space.  To sing is to conquer the Soul.
Man is a temple, Woman a shrine.
Before the temple we discover ourselves, before the shrine we kneel.
In short, man is found where earth finishes, woman where heaven begins.

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I delivered this speech as my Project 3 at Manila Bay Toastmasters Club meeting and the comments were:
from DTM Rod Reyes
1) It could have been better if I compared real people, e.g. Bill Gates and Ofrah Winfrey, etc.
2) I should have explained the equality of sexes
from the Timer
Undertime

Project 2, My First 5 days in Okinawa, Japan

Thank you Distinguised Toastmaster of the Evening, Madam Zoila, for the kind introduction.  Fellow members, friends, and guests - good evening.

Did I ever tell you that I was granted an international training scholarship by the Japan International Cooperation Agency in years 2007 to 2008?  Well, the training course was about the “Application of Multimedia Technology for e-Education.  I will share with you my experiences on my first five days in Okinawa, Japan.  It goes this way...

I started forming impressions on Japan as soon as my foot landed in the Narita Airport. After I was through with the landing procedure of the Bureau of Immigration, I took my sets of luggage and lifted from baggage carousel. As soon as I approached the JICA counter at the airport, I was provided with a ticket to a limousine bus, then she gave me a detailed instruction on what to do next, then she escorted me to the bus stop and guided me go to the Haneda Airport then travelled again to Naha Airport where I was cheerfully assisted by JICA staff to my final destination - Okinawa International Center (OIC). At the OIC, a room key and a meal card were given to me, some personnel offered explanations as to how these card and other amenities of the center be used. I felt I was never away from home especially after two young Filipinos (Erik and Cris) entertained me by telling wonderful experiences during their first week of stay. I immediately bought call cards and called my wife and daughter from the Philippines.  My first day ended at Room 235 of OIC,  the weather was so cold, and so am I.

I woke up at about 7:00 a.m. and started the 2nd day at the Tsukodo (dining area).  I saw jolly participants from different countries.  Cris san guided me to the canteen staff who showed me how to use my meal card. 

After eating, I was visited by my coordinator (from JICA) who briefed me about important matters like house rules, courtesy, meetings and many more. I was able to meet my classmates for the training and various participants from the various courses.  It was fun to meet them and our sponsors as well.

I was late during the 3rd day meeting with the participants and sponsors and I felt so sad.  I was not able to control myself for I overslept.  Perhaps, it was due to the changing of weather condition which I was not accustomed to.  I saw that my colleagues were given calling cards by Japanese staff from prestigious companies.  Damn me, for not waking up on time!  I felt I was a little form surrounded by the head and foot of a parenthesis.  But I was able to recover as my name was called to give a brief self-introduction.  I stood up and immediately recited my prepared speech – in Japanese of course!  I felt relieved after that.

The 4th day was spent at Urasoe City, wherein, the participants were introduced to the mayor, and we were given a key to the city,  at the same time, we were given our non-resident alien cards for us to be able to formally live with the locals.  Astounding! 

In the afternoon a raffle was set for participants – a visit to the Churaumi Aquarium.

The day was spent studying Japanese culture and discussing their form of government, the Diet.

 

I got interested to go to the Churaumi Aquarium because of the feedback I received from my friends in Okinawa.  They told me that it was extremely beautiful.  My enthusiasm to go there was further intensified by the fact that only few participants would be able to go there due to limited number of slots.  It would really rely on luck.  So I was praying very hard that my name be called.  

Oooh... how can I forget the raffle day for the trainee to attend an Observation Tour at Okinawa Aquarium (believe me it was so huge and was in the deepest part of the sea). The slots for the participants were 53, but more than 80 persons signed up in the manifesto. So what the JICA staff did was picked 53 individuals by random. Sad to say I was not chosen.

But the big fighter that I am, I did not quit... I know that somewhere along the way some trainees who were selected would not be able to join the trip for some reasons or another. So I thought waiting early in the morning of the next day would be a great idea... maybe I could get a slot... oh maybe...

The 5th day...

The next day I immediately went to the registration room but got shocked after I saw five other individuals, ahead of me, forming a long queue in case someone backout of the trip (I thought I was the only one with that kind of thinking). So I was kinda praying that God would give me a chance to join the trip - then two people called the secretariat that they won't be able to join... another three sent peelers that they won't be able to make it. So, I was left alone in the line and I was so nervous, my heart was pounding too fast... maybe if you would come nearer to where I stood you would hear my heartbeat.

But no more backed-out...

The coordinator then signal the driver to start the engine... I got so frustrated and sad... so I prepared myself to leave and never to look back again...

While walking (with my head showing melancholic despair), I felt a soft tap on my shoulder - "Common join us young man!" 

I consider myself fortunate that these two generous people from the bus company agreed to accommodate me in a two-seater bench...and the rest was history. 

Madam Toastmaster.