The Beginning

I have an overwhelming  and overflowing passion for education and environmental conservation. It just saddens me and somehow makes me hypocritical that I still haven't had the time or chance to choose a tangible recipient of my purpose. I keep nagging people to make a change yet I, myself, haven't done something that is worth remembering. I haven't pioneered a project that would make a relevant difference in the lives of others.

Yesterday, I browsed over the blog of Anna Oposa of Save Philippine Seas and with just a couple of posts I was ultimately inspired. In one of her interviews, she stated that the worst environmental issue is not pollution or global warming but APATHY and when people do not care about the things that are around them that's when all the problem begins. She further added that her goal is to make people care and to create a generation of Filipinos who care about a country. 


So undeniably true. Apathy and indifference must stop RIGHT AT THIS MOMENT. It's shameful to not care at all despite the wrongs that have been constantly damaging our surroundings. I think it's time to act. I have been postponing things and setting aside the more important projects because of my lame excuses. I am busy, but with the right time management and self discipline, I know my plans will push through and contribute to the greater good. I need to make sure that by the end of this year, my scratch paper notebook project will happen. By the end of this year, I must be able to have a target population for my "Life in a Box" project. 


I believe that I have been blessed with so many talents and it's just right that I use these talents to influence others, ignite a fire, and create a ripple that will eventually reach the unreachable. I will be an instrument of Hope. Pride, prejudice, materialism and envy must end right now. Simplicity and humility must rise above all else. <3

“Hope has two beautiful daughters: their names are anger and courage. Anger that things are the way they are. Courage to make them the way they ought to be.” - St. Augustine

"Mister!", he said with a sawdusty sneeze,

"I am the Lorax, I speak for the trees.

I speak for the trees, for the trees have no tongues

I speak for the trees, for the trees have no tongues

And I'm asking you, sir, at the top of my lungs" 

He was very upset as he shouted and puffed 

"What's that THING you've made out of my Truffula tuft?"

I am the Lorax! I speak for the trees,

Which you seem to be chopping as fast as you please;

But I also speak for the brown Barbaloots,

Who frolicked and played in their Barbaloot suits,

Happily eating Truffula fruits.

Now, since you've chopped the trees to the ground

There's not enough Truffula fruit to go 'round!

And my poor Barbaloots are all feeling the crummies

Because they have gas, and no food, in their tummies.

Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot,

nothing is going to get better. It's not.