Typhoon Haiyan: Rising From The Rubbles

"Through people I see, Your will in me - 
A kindness seeps through the soul,
By and by"

I am awe-inspired by the people mobilizing to extend their help in different ways to the Philippines after Typhoon Yolanda has struck Visayas. More than five thousand people were killed and tens and thousands of people were rendered homeless by this disaster. Friends back home, volunteer with the Department of Social Welfare and Development (DSWD) to sort out clothes and pack relief goods to be distributed in Visayas.

Levi Azarcon, Yang Bautista and  Erika Pabon after packing relief goods at DSWD NROC Pasay
Photo Credited to Levi Azarcon

Lanekar Uriarte sorting clothes( ^ - ^ )
Photo Credited to Lanekar Uriarte

Here in the first world, we are doing our best as well.  People, regardless of race, are extending help in their own ways.  Many donate material needs such as clothes and canned goods but even those who already donated these donate money as well.  The government announced that monetary donations to registered charities will be matched up.  Which means that, a dollar donated by Canadians to charity will be another dollar donated by the federal government to the Philippines.  Among the charities that are widely endorsed by establishments such as cafes and restaurants are the Canadian Red Cross and World Vision Canada.  Other registered charities can be found in the Department of Foreign Affairs website.  Last November 15, I had a chance to fundraise for the Typhoon Haiyan Relief Program with three (3) magnificent volunteers.

From Left to Right: Muhammed, me and Carlo!  Jodie hasn't come yet

"The funds will not only help my own people in short term but with the long term as well, as they start building their lives from the ruins."

We managed to fundraise three thousand CDN ($3,000.00) just from that day alone!  Starbucks, as I know, have donated three hundred fifty thousand CDN ($350,000.00) already.  I also see some fundraising events on the local community board scheduled even after the match up date is done.  In Youtube, you can see people from different places with their own fundraisers as well. Help is pouring from every corner of the world. I am grateful beyond words because I know how much a dollar can help them, sardonically, more so than the local government usually provides.  And yes, in the midst of the oligarchs' continuous farce, it's great to see that people still have the will to help.  I'm sure that a lot of North Americans were rather turned off when Anderson Cooper started pointing out the faulty ways of the government.  What he said was the naked truth!  It reflects how disorganized our leaders are in their priorities. It reflects how easily the supposed leaders put blame on their own people and not in their own incompetency to conduce swift and rhythmic organization amongst the people.  And most importantly, it reflects exactly what the government has been doing with the public's money the past couple of decades. With the super large budget cuts from different departments - including health and education -  in the past five years, public hospitals are so poorly funded to even function at these times. One can't also expect programs for training individuals in times of disaster.  How ironic, really, since storms happen almost every month.  The only thing people know how to prepare for these calamities is to "go to evacuation centers" - which by the way, are old school buildings and open gyms.  When can the higher ups learn to stop playing the blame game like kids?  When can the public get the help they deserve from their own government?  When is the time that a disaster this big happens that we won't need other nation's help?  That we can stand up, and organize ourselves for once.  Tell me, when?

The world weeps with the Filipinos in this unwanted tragedy. Although storms are never new to the Philippines, the trauma from the mishap always is.  For now, as we wait for the time when corruption finally meets its end, our fellow kin faces this nightmare with their bright smiles and resilient hearts. Stay strong, Philippines!

Reflections On Red Cross's SmartStart Program

" True connection with people transcends the vast network of vocabulary you have. It forms amorphously between beings yet, when it is born, it has the most well-defined shape you'll ever see."

At the start of the cold winter season, Red Cross has been busy warming up vulnerable communities with information on basic first aid skills and disaster preparedness with the SmartStart Program.  A diverse team of multilingual volunteers have been empowering immigrants for more than a decade now, by equipping them with skills that will prepare them for emergencies and undaunted disasters as they live out their lives here in Canada.


The first class that I taught to was in my native language - Filipino.  It was for the Multicultural Helping Housing Society (MHHS), a non-profit organization devoted to help newcomers in Canada.  The class consisted of quite a large number of  people - around 20 individuals or so.  Thankfully, the room was really large! Large enough to even accommodate a crowd twice the size. It was held in one of the much isolated tri-cities, Port Coquitlam.  Maria Luisa, a long time Red Cross volunteer, has helped me pull through the whole session.

From left to right:  Roy Recarse and Gigi Recarse from MHHS; Maria Luisa and Me

First SmartStart Multilingual Injury Prevention Class

In all honesty, I was relieved that my first class was in my own language.  It's like a preparatory class for my ESL classes.  The first class allowed me to reflect on my knowledge and skills.  To temper the dynamics of teaching and gauge my ability to make connections with my students and make connections between themselves as well.  I tried to make it as engaging as possible to make them feel that in that class, I share my knowledge but they are free to share their ideas as well.  Overall, I didn't have much problems with explaining complicated things with my them.  Whenever there is something they cannot understand, I find Filipino words that can fill in the definition. That is one of the perks of speaking with people with your own mother tongue.

The next class that I taught was in ESL.  It was held in the Burnaby English Language Centre at Sussex Avenue.  Kenny - our coordinator for the SmartStart Program - and Kevin, an ESL teacher at the centre, were there to support me in teaching.  I was really nervous as it was my first ESL class.  The people in the class were at level 3; though I did read up some stuff on how a student learns at that level, I found it really hard when I was already on the floor.  Looking back to it, I think I wasn't my best at that time.  It was hard for me to make a genuine rapport and connection.  I felt like I was sharing and yet the connection was amiss at times.  Watching Kevin do comprehensive questions as the class was ongoing made me admire ESL teachers a lot.  I felt that they were really "in sync" with each other. I want to feel that "real" connection Kevin has shown, where you feel that you and your students are on the same ground.

Honestly, after this first ESL class I felt crappy as a person.  Lonely even.  I pondered on people and making connections.  I remember people telling me that my English is great and that I was rather smart but when it comes down to truly making a bond (well, new bonds at the most), I felt that those really aren't what I need.  I remember reading off a blog about Fitzgerald on smart people and it went like this:

"Being an intellectual is a curse and a blessing at the same time. I’m not like most people and as such I have little in common with “normal” people who are able to more successfully navigate the world we all inhabit. I often ponder what it would be like to be of a more average intellect, mind you I wouldn’t classify myself as super-smart but I’m quite above the average. But I’m not really willing to give it up either. So I soldier on and work at being more normal and less of a savant. It’s a struggle and it requires lots of mental and psychological gymnastics to meet people were they are and on their terms, something that’s not required of more normal people for the most part."

I kind of understood what he said regarding his struggles on connection. I use so many flowery words (that yes, poets might appreciate) but I can't seem to cater the right words for them to understand.  I don't even know how I should level most of the phrases and words I use, to my dismay.  Words like minor or integrate. - they are the average for me.  Then, as I try to pull out a word from memory to define the complicated words, I find that I just told them yet another complicated word.  My mind was clouded with word retrieval that day as I struggled to chop my words down more.  I realized how disorganized my word bank was!  (Hahaha)

It's good to know though that after much reflection, I have come up with good conclusions of my own.  First, that is in teaching, your connection with your students will help not only you in sharing your knowledge but it will also help them to remember your words as well.  Second, that one needs not form a "superficial" connection but rather strive for a "true" connection. True connection with people transcends the vast network of vocabulary you have. It forms amorphously between beings yet, when it is born, it has the most well-defined shape you'll ever see. Lastly, that no matter what kind of person you are, if you strive to make a connection then surely, you'll be answered back.  You will have a hard time understanding them sometimes due to language barrier but so will they. So, don't worry much on awkwardness. (Just try not to look awkward, I guess)  As long as both parties wish to understand and be understood, no large lexicon is needed.  

Overall, it was a magnificent experience and I think I'll grow more from the following ones.  I look forward to my future students!  Let us learn together.

A Look at the Red Cross First Aid Instructor Training

In the pursuit of personal development and self improvement, I have, once again, committed myself to volunteering.  This time around, I am dedicating my time to Red Cross's SmartStart Program for teaching multilingual individuals first aid.   It's been almost a year since Amelia Foster, my wonderful first aid instructor, directed me to this program and finally, things just fell into place. I was rather frustrated last summer when no news came from Red Cross.  Apparently, there were some funding issues last year so the SmartStart Program couldn't be executed.  Who could blame them really?  A thousand dollars ($1,000) worth of training for each volunteer was needed and if not enough money was allocated to the program then it won't run.

A picture of the Red Cross Lower Mainland Center in Burnaby, BC

We first engaged in the two days "standard" first aid course.  I took it last year with Amelia but Kenny, the head of the SmartStart program, said that it is better to take it to refresh our memory.  After all, we will be teaching the course itself, so, repeating all of the content would reinforce that knowledge to your brain.  the more you remember, the more accurate and detailed your lecture will be, right?  And, lo and behold!  The manikins we used during the first aid course.

Resusci Anne manikins

These are older dolls compared to the ones I first encountered when I took the Standard First Aid Course last year.  Amelia had those Anne dolls with a flashing light at the acromion end of the clavicle.  If the light is green, it means you're doing the compression at the right pace, depth and force.  However, if it is orange (or red?)  it means, you are either doing the compressions too fast or too slow, too light or too heavy.  But of course, those kinds of manikins are more expensive.  And as much as I know how Kenny would like to update the equipment for teaching first aid, she can't really spend money on that right now, considering the mishap that happened last year wherein the program wasn't able to run because of money restrictions.  Maybe in a few months or so, they will have a few of those manikins.  Or maybe they already have it but they just don't bring it out much.  Anyway, when you are in the field, it wouldn't matter if you used those more advanced manikins or not.  All that matters is how you will be able to deliver CPR immediately and as accurately as possible.  No flashing lights to tell you that you're doing it right or not.  Just the unconcious person in front of you, a lot of bystanders and your knowledge of first aid.

So aside from practicing the cardiopulmonary resuscitation (CPR), we also practiced almost all of the skills in the first aid hand book.  Bandaging and splinting took the longest!  We weren't able to finish on the first day and had to carry over the lower extremity splinting on the second day.   And it's also kind of funny how we were dismissed earlier on the second day, considering how we covered a lot more topics that day.  Maybe it's because there were fewer questions that day and a lot more floor work.  After all of the skills were done and Kenny was satisfied with what we were showing, we wrapped things up.

After care!

From left to right:  Irene, Mona, Me, Sun, Sam, Kenny and Silvia

I asked to take home a baby doll because I found it hard to give the baby breaths.  I wasn't satisfied with the practice I had and felt that I could improve if I practiced more at home.  Kenny was happy to lend us all the dolls!  Elie Mei practiced with me and pretended to be the baby's mother.  It made practice more fun!  The skills test went fine after that so I guess I have to thank my little sister for being in character for me.  From here on out though, I have to retain the knowledge I got and strive to improve the detail I put in practice.  That way, I could improve the content of my teaching.   I can't wait to share these magnificent life saving skills with other people.

The Baby Anne manikin I took home :)

Hoping to better myself along with Red Cross! 

Tutoring Kids

After four months of staying here in Canada, I have decided to take on a new volunteer experience that is somewhat related to occupational therapy.   Tutoring kids with learning disabilities!  I saw the advertisement made by the Learning Disabilities Association of British Columbia - Fraser South (LDAFS) in the newspaper and decided to call them up a month ago.  Truthfully, I have filed for two (2) volunteer jobs but the other one was pushed back in November and I didn't know the status of my application in Red Cross.  In the end, I decided to go for this one first as Miss Kenny Leung of Red Cross has told me that I could re-apply again when my availability changes.  Red Cross needs two weekdays to make things work but things just didn't work out.  They were very kind to call me after a week (Miss Leung was out of town when I called). They don't plan to give me up and I don't plan to give them up either.  

Day of interview (was too early so I took some pics)

So after the information night, I went for the personal interview and passed!  Yey!  The interviewer told me that I don't have much foreign accent and that that is an asset I certainly can bring to the tutoring.  That perked up my self-esteem.  You know, to have someone tell you your good points is very reassuring.  I told her though that sometimes my Filipino accent does come out when I am really nervous.   After that, she told me to work a little bit on my printing (writing) because I will have to teach kids how to write too!  Hahaha  assertiveness at its finest!  At that moment, I thought to myself, THIS IS MY GOAL!  She has mastered the art of assertiveness.  Anyway, I just laughed internally.

Henceforth, training was conducted once a week every Saturday for three weeks.  Everyone got to introduce themselves again like how we did during the information night.  The people I've acquainted with during that day had varied reasons on why they wanted to volunteer and mysteriously, I felt a sense of belonging.  Kind of funny aye?  Different people from different places with varied stories at their backs come together to advocate literacy.  Upon realization, I almost cried.  Belonging has certainly been a feeling I have not sensed in a long time.  The luxury of friends has yet to come and although I know they are just acquaintances...somehow it just felt right.

(And the free muffins are awesome too!  Hooray for free food!)

Individual guidebooks given to tutors 

My nametag on the left and just a little picture of the guidebook

Last week, I decided to finally get my Criminal Record Check at the police station.  I worried that they might have a body check so I decided to do it at last minute.  That nasty bruise on my right antecubital area has finally receded!  Yes!  Thankfully, they did not have a body check as I imagined they would.  When I told them the story, they laughed  hahaha!  Oh and I also met someone who was jailed for 72 hours when I was waiting for the bus.  He was pretty happy about being let out.  Good for him :)

Getting my Criminal Record Check from the Royal Canadian Mounted Police

Tomorrow is my first day of tutoring and I certainly hope to make a good impression on the kids.  Preparing some stuff for rapport can never fail you :)  I was thinking of doing magic tricks like Jess would.  Going to pack up on confidence too!

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