Hans, and Beggars

I've been having weird dreams lately. And the usual nightmares, of course. First, this really fabulous story about me going back in time to save myself from a horrible death, only to find out I made a grave mistake in the process and set in motion events which actually erased my existence from the present. And the only way I could go back was to appear in dreams to those who knew me before I "erased" myself from their memories and try to make them remember me. Lolx. It would've kicked-ass if it actually had an ending. Sadly, that usual nightmare cropped up and interrupted that movie in my mind. So I guess I'll just have to content myself to imagining who among those whom I knew would've been able to save me. Last I remember, I was visiting some beggar from the streets, and it felt like he was my last hope and I was pinning everything on him. Was I that forgettable that it came to that? Hahaha. To plead to a beggar to remember someone whom he may have beg alms from sometime in his life, haha. Truly pathetic.

And then this dream that had Hans-Christan-Andersen's hands all over it. A story about a kleptomaniac prince who hides his true personality by acting "prim and proper" in front of eveyrone, and then stealing them blind when everyone's looking the other way. Enters our hero, moi, who not only catches him in the act, but shows him for what he truly is.

He had just stolen some really tasty treats (which was really rare. and for some reason, only I and the girl had it) from some girl in the party and was about to get away with his booty when I caught him and whispered to him.

"You could say sorry to the girl, return the candies, and I'll give you mine in turn. Or keep it and eat it. Though I warn you. Those candies have an enchantment. Stolen from the rightful owner, its insides become filled with poison. While if freely given to someone, becomes filled with chocolate that has healing powers. (err. this is a dream. it is corny, but I warned you -- it was all Hans' fault)

Well, what'd you expect a kleptomaniac to do? He swallowed the candies and then dropped dead. The party went into an uproar. Suddenly, guards where all around me. But who's staying for this party?

Not me. My usual nightmare just saved me again from a possible hanging.

So what is the moral of these two dreams?

Well one, that I should be kind to all beggars lest the affirmation of my existence falls to them, and two, that nightmares can actually save you from a much more horrible one, i.e. the cheekiest of the cheekiest.

Lucid dreaming days are here again.

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My two posts from another forum:

Is English The Key To Being Globally Competitive?

To be "personally" "globally competitive" the answer is, yes, we need english. Those trying or are going to work abroad would definitely need english to be competitive with other nationals looking for the same work. But for our nation to be "globally competitive?" I don't think learning english alone can give us that. How long have we had a large percentage of our population able to speak or at least converse in english outranking other country's percentage of their population? And have we any to show for it?
Meanwhile the Japanese did it without even a hint of Ingrish in them. The Chinese and Koreans? Only now have they desired to learn the language, not to be globally competitive (coz they already have been globally competitive way before they decided to learn it) but bec. they don't want to be fooled/swindled when they deal in business transactions (that require English to be the medium of transaction) The Chinese even going further to impose their "ignorance" of English to others as to force the Americans to learn Mandarin.
Just look at that! If you can command that respect, you don't have to learn their language, they learn yours! Or they hire an interpreter. Either way, if you are in demand, language deficiency is not a problem but jz a bump in the road.
As some Chinoys say: if you want to be an employee anywhere in the world, go learn english. But if you want to go into international business and be the boss, go learn fookien and mandarin.

What we need is to learn to love ourselves first before we can even think of going global. It reeks of hypocrisy, wanting to learn a foreign language when you can barely speak fluently in your own tounge. (and jz look at me, more fluent in english than in tagalog. sheesh!)

Brain Drain, Hope Of The Phil's Economy?

Brain drain or service export?
Before, when medical professionals weren't leaving in droves yet, it was jz service export. Mga DH lng and blue-collar workers and umaalis. Then, it wasn't more of a "brain-drain" but more of a "brawn-drain." IMHO, although this exodus of Filipinos bring to us some "benefits" the over-all and long-term effects are far more harmful than good. In what way?
First: with breadwinners leaving their families (either Nanay or Tatay) the kids are left-alone (or with relatives) to fend for themselves. This creates a void in the family. Disciplining and teaching the kids proper values are left to others, or worse, are jz left alone to be influenced by television and radio. The family is the basic unit of society, and if that is wrecked, what can you expect of those who come from it?
Second: at the rate the exodus is going, it's not impossible that within 10 years, the Philippines will be reduced to a mass of dregs. (dregs- latak. tira-tira) with the better teachers going abroad, what can you expect but for the country's education standards to flunk further. Without abled teachers teaching would-be teachers, future teachers would be more and more inept at teaching. It's a vicious cycle. The product of those inept ones become further inept, and the products of their products becoming complete asses. Imagine that happening not jz to education majors but to every student in the Philippines.
Third: not all who leave the country will come back and invest here. Only a small percentage of them would feel patriotic and say: I will come back and help the motherland! A larger part of them would become immigrants and totally forget the place of their birth, taking their kids and every relative they can possibly take along with them. So aside from the OFW who left, another percentage of the Philippine's future is gone along with them.

At ang natira sa Pilipinas ay ang mga walang alam, ang walang kakayahang mangibang-bansa, ang mga korap, at ang mga kumikita sa koraptong bansang ito.

It is a vicious cycle. Like a man bleeding from a large wound, the heart pumps faster bec. the body needs more blood not knowing that in pumping faster it's making the body lose more blood.
Death would come, sooner than expected.