...Whispered voices at my ear
Death before my eyes--lying next to me I fear
She beckons me, shall I give in?
Upon my end shall I begin.
Forsaking all I've fallen for...
I rise to meet the end*
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Kapangan Outreach Project
May 6, 2006I remembered I received an email from Chris a couple of weeks ago to ask if I could be one of the eager hands in the new, non-Trend Micro-related outreach project he was planning on doing in Kapangan, Benguet. (So I guess, sad to say, the initial plan of holding an outreach for the Leyte landslide was scrapped. =\) I was surprised when he actually made me as one of his core people in this gig.
He’s very excited about it, and that exuding excitement is undeniably contagious. We had a get-together last Thursday morning, and I can say that we are a power team.
Chris has his hand in managing people (because he is a manager, by the way) and making things happen with much control and grace; Ruby, a technical writer from the other department, is blessed with perseverance, dedication, and belief in last-minute miracles; Peter, the sweet, tech-savvy, and uber thoughtful guy from the IS department, who couldn’t seem to stay in one place very long, always employs creativity at its best; Liezel, being naturally bubbly and outgoing, is the very first to volunteer for field work, where the fun actually is; and Ghia—dear, dear Ghia, always taking good care of AV all by herself—is commendable for her responsibility, patience, and good heart.
As for me, well, I may or may not have the qualities of my mates, but I do believe that I have this great thing, from the bottom of my gut to the base of my neck, about helping people. It’s something I feel I could be really passionate about…other than doing or creating things with my hands. (Hehe. Don’t think funny now.
) Other than learning and discovering new things; other than improving what needs to be improved about myself.
I admit that I don’t have a main role to play in the project (I even feel that I won’t be going to Kapangan for some reason.) but I am not guilty. I gave my word that I’d be helping them in whatever sick way I can, step by step by step, and to me, that is where the fun is: touching every aspect of what is great in the making yet not really grasping a part of it. It’s like touching water.
Not that I’m afraid of responsibility, or I don’t want to be held liable on anything when something wrong happened. It’s just that…I do things best and I feel better about myself when people see me do little in the foreground, but I’m actually working more in the background.
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Posted by raleen joy at August 1, 2008, 3:40 pm