For the last two elections, I haven't exercised my right to suffrage. My name had already been kicked out from the voters list. If I can't register prior to the next year's election, I would not be part of another puppet show.
I can't recall the first and the second instance why I wasn't able to exercise my right as a citizen in the country, perhaps I opted not to vote. But last local elections, I decided to. However, an incident happened that hampered the much anticipated battle.
On board a ferry bound for Negros, the jump-off to my province ,I met a woman in her forties. At first, she asked me how to get to Siquijor. I told her what she had to do. She's from Manila and was tasked to transport documents wanting for the local election office. It's her first time to set foot on the island. She had apprehensions if she could deliver it on time, since it was already past twelve in the afternoon and she's a total stranger to the place.
As I disembarked on the boat to catch a trip to the province, I again met the lady. This time she asked me if I could be her guide. Without further questions , I generously accepted her needed service.
To cut the story short, she was able to do her task on time.
I hurriedly catch a jeepney to our town which takes one and a half to two hours travel. But my efforts weren't enough, it was already past three when I arrived at our house. I wasn't able to beat the clock.
My primary aim was not in vain as I had helped someone who needs it more. I still have to register come election time, to see the faces of the politicians who chant the same hymn over and over again on campaigns.
I hope the voters will be more intelligent this time. Choosing not through popularity but on the effective delivery of basic services, which the voter's themselves felt.
I can't recall the first and the second instance why I wasn't able to exercise my right as a citizen in the country, perhaps I opted not to vote. But last local elections, I decided to. However, an incident happened that hampered the much anticipated battle.
On board a ferry bound for Negros, the jump-off to my province ,I met a woman in her forties. At first, she asked me how to get to Siquijor. I told her what she had to do. She's from Manila and was tasked to transport documents wanting for the local election office. It's her first time to set foot on the island. She had apprehensions if she could deliver it on time, since it was already past twelve in the afternoon and she's a total stranger to the place.
As I disembarked on the boat to catch a trip to the province, I again met the lady. This time she asked me if I could be her guide. Without further questions , I generously accepted her needed service.
To cut the story short, she was able to do her task on time.
I hurriedly catch a jeepney to our town which takes one and a half to two hours travel. But my efforts weren't enough, it was already past three when I arrived at our house. I wasn't able to beat the clock.
My primary aim was not in vain as I had helped someone who needs it more. I still have to register come election time, to see the faces of the politicians who chant the same hymn over and over again on campaigns.
I hope the voters will be more intelligent this time. Choosing not through popularity but on the effective delivery of basic services, which the voter's themselves felt.
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