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Think Pacquiao

December 8, 2008 9 comments

your blood is worth the nation's pride

your blood is worth the nation's pride

When was the last time I reviewed a book? I cannot even recall anymore. I’ve been long disinclined to that endeavor and have shifted my interest in writing stuff to my own fashion. It is not my forte anyway and I better leave that stuff to my Dabubu who has the magic to turn queer content into a sublime tribute. I believe that the value of books are subjective and that their application may all depend on one’s social orientation (or whatever orientation) in life. I simply love reading but never mention the kinds of books I am devouring – except to few who share my own line of interest. I just read and read and read… But I am not going to talk about reading here, rather, reflect on what happened yesterday.

When determination fraught with “will to power”, victory is very much possible. Not to mention the rapture of people who rally behind you with prayers and litanies to make you win. This was proven by Manny Pacquiao after pounding De la Hoya’s face to submission in the 8th round stoppage. Whether the fight was controversial or not, the fact that it was tested inside the ring, Pacqiuao undeniably won by TKO; a victory which everyone deemed dark before the fight – even among the pacts of Filipino sport scientists, due to the obvious disparity of statistics between two boxers. It was a great success not only for Manny’s camp but also to the Filipinos who believed in him and idolized him, much more to those whose dreams were audaciously embodied in the boxer’s life.

However, I am not about to give a sports canon on his spectacular victory which has already been subjected to press such as The Ring Magazine and all brands of print media. I am more interested on how this pandesal vendor transformed into the world’s best pound for pound boxer. Surely he had not achieved this if he didn’t dream and try; dreaming is a grace – a psychological driver that turns a road strewn with difficulties into a humongous arena of possibilities. What I really like about him is his undying desire to survive and to conquer poverty through a noble dream – boxing. Because he considers boxing as the only medium to achieve his dreams, he attentively utilized this for his fulfillment. The result: we never have imagined this lowly man rising to the top to be called the Pambansang Kamao (but with much appreciation to this person, I call him the Pambansang Kamay because of his charisma that in turn “gathers” all Filipinos to unite, at least for a very brief moment of his fights). Time in the Philippines stops whenever he goes inside the ring, it creates a temporary recess on political shenanigans and skirmishes in Mindanao, and it’s as if the people transcend the boundaries of differences among themselves . That is because he fights with ardent feeling of pleasing his kababayans. And every time he wins, all Filipinos share a little slice of his success. This is the beauty of Pacquiao.

Yet despite the fame he enjoys, he never thought his life would just end in boxing so he enrolled in school. He believes that education is still the effective way to uplift one’s status in a society where academic achievement is the basis for recognition. So with his eagerness to learn, he spent money for his studies no matter how awkward it is for his late age. His aptitude for learning is remarkable that when one observes his interviews, it is evident that his grammar has improved a lot. You know.

He is never shy to speak before the crowd even he becomes a subject of demeaning jokes among his fellow as if the only thing they prowled about is the obtuseness of Pacquiao.  No matter how exemplary his attitude, he remains a subject of ridicule not just to the common people but for the intellectual as well who in their sense of learning should be the ones to understand. Just because he couldn’t pronounce the word right or make his grammar straight justifies a reason to pin him down as laughing stock. But always remember that this gibberish man has wrought a national pride for the Philippines which few of us can equal. And what have some of us done to make our country proud as compared with his? This only entails that we have no prerogative to make him look like bozo. Think that some are very rich and have the liberty to go to school yet contribute nothing to their own locality. Some never even acknowledge God in their successes that Pacquiao on the other hand has been very faithful in doing. If only Manny could have been fortunate enough to go to school (bereaved of financial problem and boosted by determination) he would have been one of the respective intellectuals in the country. We never know.

When we pin him down, we also pin ourselves (so to say) because in doing so, we are only proving our own smattering. With our teetering for national advancement, it should be with respect to our fellow Filipinos who are trying their best to improve. Pacquiao is working hard not just to improve himself but to inspire many to strive for betterment. Pacquiao’s struggle is as effective as his fist and proving that being an underdog doesn’t mean defeat but a noble inspiration to bring the best in us. We must think on these things. You know.

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