The Last Journey of Ninoy

POSTED: AUGUST 25, 2009 12:45PM On Sunday night (August 23), Sherwin and I watched the documentary "The Last Journey of Ninoy". It was a history lesson for me once more. I've learned about Ninoy's heroism during my elementary and college years, and I guess, just like eveybody else at that age, it didn't make quite an impact. Now that I'm a member of the workforce, and a mother who wants the best for her child's future, Ninoy's sacrifices became relevant. Ninoy's life has been all about public service. From being a journalist at the age of 17, to becoming the youngest mayor at the age of 22, his heart has always been the welfare of his countrymen. For him, "bayan" comes first before himself and even his family. He was imprisoned for seven years at the Fort and later, in Laur, Neuva Ecija. 7 long years; that's a long time to be away from his wife and 5 kids. A lot of politicians advised him, and even Cory to just pick up the phone and call Marcos. Tell him that he is surrendering the fight, but he remained true to his advocacy. I can just imagine the torture, mental torture that is, that he suffered when he was transferred to Laur without his family knowing where he is. In a small room with nothing but a bed, one can just imagine the loneliness it will bring. He can't even see the stars and the sun. I was moved to tears when President Cory narrated how her husband looked when they first saw him at Laur. He was so thin that his pants are falling off, and for the first time, she saw him sobbing. He looked defeated. He must've been relieved and yet sad to see his family again but under a very pathetic situation. I can't just imagine being in the situation. When Ninoy had to undergo a heart bypass and was allowed by the Marcoses to fly to the US, normalcy returned to the Aquinos, although temporary. It must've been a good 3 years being with his family again, enjoying their company, love and togetherness. One would probably would just want to stay that way. But Ninoy is Ninoy. His love for our country prevailed. He seemed aware that death is what is expecting him if he returns to the Philippines. In an interview a day or two before he was assasinated, he was even telling the press that the bulletproof vest can only protect his body but not his head. If the assasin shoots him in the head, it will be all over. He knew. He will be leaving behind his family, he knew of that. But if that is the only way for our country to be free, then it will be worth it. He died. Assasinated. And the events that transpired after that is history. Ninoy dedicated and even gave up his life for our country. Just reading this statement is easy. But can we all think of what that dedication entailed for him and his family? It meant giving up precious moments watching his children grow. It meant giving up opportunities that will ensure a bright and comfortable life for his children. It meant suffering alone in isolation, in harrassment, in torture (mental and emotional). He can opt not to do it, but he did. Without hesitation, without anything in return. Now , we are enjoying the freedom. But at the same time we are taking it for granted. As Filipinos, I pray that we all do our share in keeping it. I pray that each of us will have eyes and hearts like Ninoy. I pray that one day, Heinel will be able to read this blog and appreciate the gift of freedom that he is enjoying. If each of us will do our share and carry it out to the next generation, then we woulnd't have to worry what future awaits our children and their children. Thank you Ninoy..