THOSE who console us Filipinos whenever we are ravaged by a disaster say they are astonished by our resilience. Yes, most of us do have a marvelous ability to return ALIVE after calamities to our original, albeit miserable and desperate, condition.
Rafael Zulueta de Acosta’s early triumph of Philippine poetry in English hoped we Filipinos, when perfected as Jose Rizal dreamed we should be, would become “firm, resilient, staunch, / Rising on the hillside, unafraid, / Strong in its own fiber, yes, like the molave!” We are also pliant, and in that way resilient, like the bamboo tree whose trunks have been bent to almost breaking, and standing tall again in its poisoned corner of an almost barren rice field.
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