(Late post) It happened over a year ago, during election period. But I am certain that this post deserves a spot on my blog. It will touch many people’s hearts and probably call other people’s attention. Let us be more vigilant during these times especially to the families and loved ones of Persons With Disabilities.
During election period, faces of politicians are all over the streets, from fiesta greetings, valentine greetings and graduation day greetings, banners and posters are everywhere. All the electoral candidates are doing everything just to capture everyone’s attention. Campaign rallies happen around the country and their main agenda is to encourage a lot of people from different public sectors to attend and listen to their never ending promises to be able to acquire as many votes as possible.
Let me tell you a story that broke my heart with the reality with regards to election period which involves even the innocent child with special needs and persons with disabilities.
I have a son who was diagnosed with Global Developmental Delay Syndrome. He is now studying under SPED. Last December 3, 2012, we were invited by an official of the local MSWD to attend the so called “International PWD Week Celebration” that was held at Kapitolyo. Yes, you read it right, they said that it is going to be a celebration for the persons with disabilities. So, my husband and I, my son, and some of the PWD and special children joined the event with the promise of free food, transportation, and raffle bonanza where we could win lots of prizes. Of course we also expected to receive privileges for PWD.
I think we were more than 40 people on the bus that day. We had a long trip, yes, the food was served (fried rice and luncheon meat) while we were on our journey. We arrived at around 11am but we were surprised not to see any PWD on the said event. What we saw were politicians and numerous groups of people. We expected to see a banner welcoming the PWD because we all thought that it is an exclusive event for the PWD since they told us that we’re gonna be celebrating the “International PWD Week” but clearly, it didn’t turn out the way we expected.
So, we arrived at the cultural center, not knowing what to do, where to sit and who to talk to. The PWD on wheelchairs and clutches, the blinds, the special children entered the place, not sure where to go because nobody exerted any effort to assist us. What happened was, we sat at the back, occupied the empty chairs and most of us remained standing everywhere. There were few people who told us to transfer our seats for SIX times, obviously there were no seats reserved for us. We really don’t know what to do while we had no choice but to listen to the Governor’s speech. After the speech, he told us that the lunch is about to be served. Then the waiters arranged the round tables near the stage, served the food to some people while we are still at the back remained unrecognized.
Still not sure what to do, what to expect, and plainly, what we are doing on the event. We were actually puzzled why we were all there. Some of the guardians of the PWD went to the tables expecting an invitation to have our lunch, but unfortunately, the person in charge asked for the meal stub which we do not have. We don’t even know that the stub is needed. Obviously, the lunch weren’t for us. Then somebody came and gave us a small piece of siopao each without anything to drink. They served the breakfast while we were on the bus that morning, so we ate it while we’re on our way not expecting that we’re gonna have a siopao for lunch, as well as the kids, while the other groups were eating a scrumptious meal on the round tables.
I was seriously disappointed and felt pity for the PWD who traveled for more than 2 hours just to get that kind of treatment. No one even recognized us when we arrived, nor welcomed us. A lot of politicians spoke, from councilors to mayors of different towns, even the governor, but we haven’t heard anything about PWD while we still keep on thinking that that was my son’s and the rest of the PWD’s special day.
While the event goes on, the lady from the MSWD told us to stay and wait for the raffle bonanza when we don’t have any single raffle ticket with us. What is wrong with those people? Don’t they have the heart inviting those disable persons just to use in a politician’s event like that?
When all of us are already mad, someone came up to us, handed us some “raffle tickets” with the 20pesos amount printed on it. He didn’t ask for payment though, then left us with the words “swertihan lang talaga dyan eh!”
Later on, after waiting again, the raffle started, which we really don’t know what kind of raffle tickets were given to us because they are calling for a four-digit tickets while we have seven-digit raffle tickets! What is happening???! We were so damn hungry, pissed off with super long waiting hours sitting there listening to those people that do not tackle any single matter regarding the PWD, while chasing my hyperactive son who keeps on running around in all sweat.
Then we decided to stand up, hopeless that something favorable to us would happen. We stepped up on the bus, dead tired and starving.
We reached our homes late at night with all the frustrations in our hearts. Honestly, I’ve cried full of regrets for saying “yes, we will come”, because I pity those disabled persons who do not have all the convenience in the world including ourselves who suffered to that kind of exhaustion for nothing where in the first place, we all agreed to be there because we thought that our kids with special needs and the rest of the PWD who were with us could spend their special day at Kapitolyo and expected for special programs intended for them. Unfortunately, we’re all disappointed.
I know that campaign coordinators do exist, who might be the same person behind this situation and he/she might be the one to blame who certainly had monetary commission for every group of people that they were able to gather.
We were misinformed, fooled by those people.
I just want to inform everyone about this matter especially the people responsible for this. We do not want to be neglected ever again nor used by politicians, took pictures of us as evidence that there was a group of persons with disabilities joined their event.
You made us all look doomed on that day wherein supposedly celebrating the Persons With Disabilities special day. :(
I just gave birth five months ago. When I was still pregnant, I was given the chance to try three different kinds of milk that is best suitable for pregnant women. Every time I visit my OB-Gynecologist, there was always a sample of milk especially made for pregnant women given by the promo representatives of each milk in the waiting area. I have tried at least three of them and I would like to give you my honest opinions regarding its taste because this kinds of milk are known to have unpleasant taste since it is loaded with vitamins and essential nutrients so it is tend to taste like medicine even if it is flavored.
First is Anmum Materna. I’ve tried Anmum even on my first and second pregnancy and I can say that it improves its taste since then. The original flavor tastes like fresh cow’s milk. It doesn’t have a stinky smell and for those people who used to drink an ordinary full cream milk, it has no other distinct taste except for its extra thickness and creaminess. Chocolate flavor and the new hazel nut flavor were my favorites.
Second is ProMama. We all know that ProMama and Anmum is the two well-known milk for pregnant women in the market. But honestly, I do not like the taste of ProMama. My Aunt gave me a box of it and I can hardly consume even a glass. It has this unpleasant smell and the taste of medicine is undeniable. But I believe that it has the same vitamins and nutrients for pregnant women.
The third one is Similac Mom. It is the newest in the market and I get to taste the vanilla flavor. For me it is too sweet, tastes good though, but I do not like my milk to be too sweet for my palette. But it has the lowest fat content among the three. It won’t give you unwanted fats which is best suitable for figure-conscious moms out there.
So, for me Anmum Materna tastes just right especially the hazel nut flavor. Highly recommended.
I know you can see me, you can hear me weep, and you can feel my pain. I am having a difficult, high-risk pregnancy. It is even more difficult being alone without a help from anyone to constantly attend to the needs of the kids and take care of the household chores when the doctor advised me to take a complete bed rest. What breaks my heart is to see my kids calling me in the morning to prepare breakfast when I am at risk if I do so. Certainly, I would still take the risk with a thought that you, oh Lord, would never put me in danger. It is also hard to see my husband’s sacrifices when he has to clean the house while preparing our lunch and bathe my kid right after he put his bag on the table after work. I know how tiring it is for him but I never heard even a single complain. He does everything, sacrificed a lot with full of hopes and encouragement that we can get through all of this as long as we’re together. I can clearly see that my family has to go through these tough times. For a devoted mom and wife like me, it is like killing me into pieces. Especially when I had to stop Joaqui from going to school everyday because nobody can accompany him everyday like I usually do. Lord, you know how much I cried seeing his school bag hanging against the wall because I really don’t want any of my kids to be deprived from any of their rights just because of my condition, but I have to. I have to think of the little life in my womb because it also has the right to see the world. It feels like the world is on my shoulder when Joaqui asks me to go to school every single morning and I can’t do anything but to look at my son and cry. One day, I had spotting just because I cooked rice for my kids. But still I have to wake up at 4’o clock every morning to prepare my eldest to school. It feels so laborious for me to do simple things that I normally do. These simple instances made me feel less of a mother. I wasn’t able to perform my duty as a mom anymore. Lord, you know how much I took care of this family and how much I dedicated my whole life for them. I don’t want to see them getting affected of what is happening which is totally out of my control. I just want to see my kids to be happy and healthy and well taken care of. My pregnancy changes everything. It turned our lives upside down. Certainly, I do not blame my baby but sometimes I blame myself for being not so strong at times especially when my loved ones see me cry. I just couldn’t handle the pain anymore. My life now is full of worries and pain. I know this is not good with my present condition but crying comes naturally partly because of hormones and the physical and emotional pain that I am experiencing at the moment. I worry
because I don’t want everything that happened to Joaqui happen again this time. I also had a difficult pregnancy before, until I gave birth to Joaqui prematurely. Everybody knows what my family and I had to go through and it almost killed me.
Lord, I am offering a fervent prayer to please guide me and keep me safe all throughout my pregnancy. We wanted to keep this and we chose to keep your gift because we know that this will be another source of our joy eventually. Lord, please give us enough strength to face all of this. I know you have your own reasons, whatever it may be, I know that in the end, it is in your will to make us all happy and proud of what we have become after everything that we’ve been through. Please take away all my worries and pain, touch my heart and let me see the light at the end of this journey called motherhood.