I actually promised in the earlier post that I'd provide
a write-up about the summer outing but I got too
lazy to recall all the exciting events that happened that
day. For a blow-by-blow account of what really happened,
go to
nashee's blog.
The summer outing I had with my YFC-SB2 cluster was actually the most memorable and
most thrilling YFC event I had ever since I was part of the community.
Well the ILC, Sector Assemblies, Youth Camps and other conferences
each contributed to the huge chunk of my spirituality but
THE summer outing
made me realize that there are really people who I can consider family and
that serving the Lord wasn't all hand-raising and prayer.
It was during the outing when:
1. I was able to talk and bond with people I normally do not share
intimate and secret stuff with
2. I was able to stretch my vocal chords, singing YFC songs that are
too high for comfort
3. I was able to strip off my insecurities of wading in mud and dirt
after years of not being a Girl Scout
4. I was able to thank God I followed my instincts and brought a sturdy
umbrella :)
5. I was able to rapell from a high place without shaking knees!
6. I was able to reflect a lot during Saturday night
7. though I did bring an umbrella, I left 2 essentials: a jacket and a part of my swim suit
8. I walked 5 km combined for the whole outing
9. I was not
THAT KJ. Haha.
10.I was able to enjoy the cool waters of Daranak Falls. Wee.
11.I was able to swim without sunblock and did not get TOO dark.
12.I was able to join most of the picture taking sessions.
But what really struck me during the outing was my Daranak Falls experience.
Though I did wade in the water during the later part, it took Khacey and I
a long discussion before we gave up all our previous knowledge of the
lurking dangers of the unclear waters of the public spectacle:
Khacey: Lee-an, ilang cocci and bacilli kaya yung nandyan, no?
Me: Naman, public place eh natural marami. Eh sa tingin mo may
Trichomonas Vaginalis?
Khacey: Malamang! Eh Ascaris Lumbricoides kaya?
Me: Eh diba mode of transmission nun ingestion of infected feces?
Khacey: Hellow, malay mo pumasok yan sa mga openings ng katawan.
Me: Uy wala namang ganyanan paa ko pa lang naman yung nakalublob sa tubig eh.
Khacey: Naman yang microbio na yan. Tingnan mo...ang saya-saya kaya nila dun sa falls. Punta tayo!
Me: Kaw na rin nagsabi na maraming organisms dyan. Basta ako dito lang ako sa bato. Ayoko mangati.
Khacey: Sige panuorin na lang natin sila.
*after 5 minutes
Khacey: Alam mo lee-an, pag lumusong ka, lulusong din ako.
Me: Sige na...have fun. Ayoko talaga eh.
Khacey: Diba may gamot naman?
Me: Sa bagay, pwede naman tayong mag-tetracycline...
And so, I complicated things again.
Actually, that Daranak falls experience made me realize that inspite of
my being childish, I still needed a child-like mind as what was
relayed in
The Little Prince. It made me realize that knowing too much
lessened the zest of life; too much knowledge can impair one's ability to
actually enjoy life's simplicities.
How I wish I can reduce my nursing experience to what is really essential and not
to what I superficially see. Often times I feel like giving up in the middle of
a hard task such as doing the nursing process in a case study or even memorizing
disease conditions, its signs and symptoms, drugs used, health education strategies
and even seemingly no-brainer concepts such as communication techniques in nursing because I do not see the point in doing so if all my efforts are directed basically just to care.
Actually, the answer to all my whines lie in nursing's basic definition: it is the art and science of care; the obvious is within reach yet inspite of that, I still fail to see that my course is actually a carbon-copy of what Jesus did for humanity.
This is why I really look forward to next week when I will finally experience my clinical duties. Maybe by that I can no longer see what the picture seems to me by following its superficial form but by looking underneath the totality. Like The Little Prince, I hope I can reach the point where I simplify and not complicate; that I can see that the picture is really an elephant hidden underneath a cloth and not a hat.
In addition, simplifying things can also enable one to count the blessings God has given and not count what blessings in excess other people have compared to yours.
These valuable lessons all rooted from that seemingly unproductive summer outing when all I expected was that God wouldn't touch me by means of occurrences not normally lesson-producing. Maybe this is also the reason I chose not to relay each detail of the outing; my personal witnessing is a more valuable entry.
To add to my plans, I will try to take life lightly and see the simple joys of everyday. Probably, when I
INDEED pursue this, I can say goodbye to all the migraines that I usually blame to stressors like school when in fact if I analyze things in thorough, it was after all...
self-induced. :p
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Tomorrow, to
Gawad Kalinga I go. This time, I hope I won't cry. I don't know, it's just that every GK event...
I always cry in the end. Weird.
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I just received the news there will be resectioning. ARGH. New people, new faces=new adjustment; consequently, possible migraine-inducers. Ahh! Why? How about my plans for the Grand Case? My Impressive Thesis Proposal? How can I work with people who will take time to know how O.C, how weird, how crazy I am in the middle of a big time school work? How can I explain again that
I HATE PEOPLE RUINING MY SCHEDULE?Or maybe I am just fretting again.
As usual.
