It is when the nights become longer, when the winds blow colder, when the animals start to sleep for weeks, when colorful lights brighten houses and when snow starts to fall on various places, unfortunately, not on our country. It is the winter season. One day stands out in this season. The ber months: September, October, November and December, provide people stimulating atmosphere for the preparation of that day, that one special occasion. It is none other than Christmas.
Christmas is the celebration of the day when presumably Jesus Christ was born. The Catholic Church provides a 9-day series of night masses, locally called as “Simbang Gabi”. Christmas is also a day to exchange gift. It is a day to pay respect to the elderly, for them to give you gifts and treats. It is also a day to reunite with relatives from different places. To summarize, Christmas is a holiday for you to enjoy.
For me, Christmas is the time for me to collect taxes from my relatives. I am just kidding. Because I’m a big boy now, it is harder for them to choose a gift for me, so they just give money, which is really appreciate. Christmas is when most of the children’s pockets are full. I am also anticipating a family reunion on Christmas. It is because most of our relatives working overseas return to the Philippines every Christmas season.
But I felt bad at some points in celebrating Christmas. Children think that Santa Claus is more closely related to Christmas than Jesus Christ, the One who gave that day a purpose at all. People who attend the night masses think more of the wish that is believed to be granted, for those who completed the nine masses, than the Words of God they hear on those masses.
Anyway, despite of all these depressing things that people are now thinking on Christmas, we should keep a positive outlook and attitude, because it’s Christmas. Let’s just celebrate Christmas, for holiness and happiness, for commemoration and celebration. Merry Christmas!
Museums are boring for me. I don’t know why. Even they show some pieces that define history, which is my favorite subject. But, even I don’t want to go, doe to my “obedience”, I went to one, which is our very own Vargas Museum. There were exhibitions that were shown that day. There were bottle caps in the walls. There was one big plastic bag, to the point it can make a tent for dozens of people. There were boats. There was a creepy bag and suit.
Out of all those things, the exhibit that dazzled me is the Time and Place of Incident of Kiri Dalona. It was the only exhibit that was placed at the basement. It shows videos of places, where journalists were killed, through projectors.
The entrance is so creepy. It is a film showing of the graves of those journalists. One can expect horror out of it. That freaking feeling is strengthened by the ominous heart-beat-and-deep-breathing background music which was supposed to give us a feeling of remorse on how many journalists were already killed. The first screen shows the site of the Maguindanao massacre, where 3 dozens of journalists were killed. The rest shows the sites where other journalists were killed. Those screens give me the creeps. By the way it was shown, you would be expecting something appearing to freak the hell out of you.
I thought it was a horror exhibit but when I read the flyers about it, I felt funny about what I felt earlier. I felt bad not only to those journalists, but also to the people whom they are serving. I felt bad on how the oligarchs, or the rich few who are thinking only for their good, use the media to abuse the poor common people. Media hegemony, or the controlling of media on the minds of the people, may be one of the main causes why our country isn’t progressing much. Those who stand against it may be tortured or killed.
Thanks to the flyers that I got. I was able to get an idea of the artwork. I really thought it was a horror exhibit. Just joking! But through those feeling which is full of horror and suspense, its message on how media were messed up was easily and forcefully put to us.