pang live stream lang

courtesy of gma network, people around the world are able to witness the wake of cory in manila cathedral. i saw the link from facebook and i was happy to be a mere spectator at this event. people pay respect by queueing, saying a silent, brief prayer, making a sad glance at cory, and leaving. i wish i were there. i've always been "just" a spectator.

i was 6 years old when the people power revolution happened. i was just 6 years old. i recall my parents joined the rallies. i wish they took me with them at that time. of course, it wasn't safe, but still i wish that i have been a part of that history. instead, i was at home, the only memory i have is when the ground shook and our tv almost fell off when a bomb exploded in naia (then mia).

i was in college when edsa II materialized. students were flocking to edsa then. i asked mama's permission if i could go. she didn't allow me - she said it wasn't safe with all those tanks and guns and soldiers. i was more afraid of mama's sermon than all those violence and bombs combined. i didn't go. again, i was a mere spectator.

cory supported her husband in his dreams of making the philippines a better place to live in. she could have been selfish and kept him confined in a small radius of comfort zone. when ninoy died, cory left her household and children and served the country instead. she wasn't just satisfied by being a spectator.

funny how i am satisfied at being just that... watching live stream via the internet, reading news every morning, watching tv patrol and just making "grabe! ano ba yan?" side comments, frowning with every blow of shocking news. but where is the action, really? and what does it take to somehow make a contribution. i want to be a part of something worthwhile!