On SONA and the Filipino diaspora
Heads up, Mr. President! Please read this. This is the SONA of the OFWs, their abandoned families and their children who would celebrate their birthdays without either or both of their parents. This is the Modern Bayani’s SONA. On your remaining three years, never forget about them. And please, don’t force us, the younger generations, to leave the Philippines to work abroad. Help us restore our faith in you and the government. I have always been one of your critics, even until now. Prove me wrong.
The worst way to start your day is to see a loved one off to a foreign land. I learned this, Tuesday morning when I had to see my father off to the airport.
No, I wasn’t sad about my Papa leaving. I guess, I’ve gotten used to him being around sometimes and most of the time he’s thousands of miles away. He’s been doing that for about five years now – flies off to some country for work, will come home after a year or more, and then he’s off again. So, no. I wasn’t sad that he has left. I was sad because he had to leave.
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