By Atty. Antonio P. Pekas
We have to congratulate Easter College. It just celebrated its 117th founding anniversary last Feb. 9. By the way, it is the oldest private school in the city. From Easter School, it is now Easter College Inc. With the Inc. appended to its name, it has become awkward and cumbersome. Plain Easter College is much better, at least, for me.
At any rate, having existed for 117 years is something to be proud of. Hopefully, it could start making up for lost time. For that the help of every stakeholder is needed. Helping out, even in a small way, is much better than just spouting a lot of useless words.
What must be counted on should be the alumni. There is something called “giving back” Surely, a lot of them might like to help. For they would not be where they are without Easter School or Easter College, or whatever you would like to call it.
As somebody said, the eyes are in front so people should be looking forward. It means, learn from the past but do not dwell in it.
Additional remedies for me
Those who are not regular readers of this column might not have known that I suffered a heart failure last Dec. 1. The other term for it, which is scarier is “heart attack.” But before you get scared, I was able to literally walk out with my wife from the hospital four days after. My short stint in the health facility was no sudden bright light on the road to Damascus as what St. Paul experienced. I could attribute it to my having been a vegetarian and an Ananda Marga yoga practitioner for the past almost 50 years
As a friend told me on the phone, “swerte mo p’re. Yong iba na dumaan sa ganyan, patay ang kalahati ng katawan. Yong iba hindi makapag salita ng matino, o kaya’y pilay ang isang paa o kamay.”
Sure I was lucky. But there is still a long road to full recovery. To give you an idea how gravelly that road is, I have to take in seven pills in the morning, three at lunch and five after dinner. Three pills in the morning regimen are vitamins, two at lunch and then three again after dinner.
So I have to help myself. Part of what I thought of are acupuncture and more yoga. For the former, a friend who is a licensed doctor of alternative medicine came to mind. I rushed to his clinic and he advised weekly treatments. Lucky that I was and because he is service oriented, he told me, it will be for free. “Iba talaga ang blessed,” I muttered to myself.
And to turbo boost my yoga practice, I started going back to the yoga house every Sunday for group meditation. There is a noticeable improvement in how I felt whenever I went home before dusk every Sunday. I also feel the same thing after every acupuncture session.
Will there be a full recovery? Hopefully. But to be objective about it, only time will tell.
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