The wind blows softly through the trees, it circles around, a gust of echoes resounds, swiftly through the eaves.

Rain pelts down on the tin roof, the sweet scent of rain and blossoms of spring drift through my bedroom window.

The scent caresses my nose and tantalises me with memories of spring days, a picture forms itself in my mind, and piece-by-piece like a jigsaw puzzle, it arranges itself.

A pleasant array of dappled sunlight- on maple tree leaves.. lining a still lake.. in a quiet forest.

As I walk I approach the sound of a nearby waterfall. Cascading water rushes over the jagged rocks, rock pools quietly burble and wildlife cries

“Come see this magnificent sight.”

I come to the opening of the clearing, between the forest and the waterfall…I gasp, for I behold a breathtaking sight. A glen resembling a fairy dell- moss carpeted ground, toadstool seats, trees you could carve a home into the centre. A dragonfly lands on a giant boulder in front of me; it’s transparent wings reflect rainbows as they flutter and drum an incessant humming sound. Butterflies dance through the air- forming shadow patterns on leaves- in the dappled sunlight. Bees buzz and land on flowers- collecting their nectar, crickets and frogs sound out their unusual symphonic orchestra. Lilting timing with a melodic rhythm, they compliment the life of the fairy glen. I lie down on a bed of moss carpet and use giant leaves to cover myself like a blanket. Snug as a bug in a rug, a fairy at home in her dell- Sweet Dreams…

We Filipino have it. It’s really amusing to know that we, the race who are known to be hospitable and nice are not at all what we say see we are.

People who came from provinces and whose diction are quite different from ours are regarded as of lesser class. The worst part is we do it the traitor’s way. We befriended them then when they are not around we talk about how ridiculous they handle themselves and how funny they speak our language.

Sometimes it crosses my mind that we, the Filipinos are the most Double Standard people in the world. We set up different standards for different kind of people depending on what kind of family they came. If they came from rich family we kind of tolerate everything they do and would even find it cute. But if not, we would say “She/He doesn’t have the right to do this”. It’s a shame to say this but we unwarily do these things.

There was an instant where the news in the entertainment part of the newspaper was all about a certain popular woman who is now dating another rich guy. I commented about it saying she is such a bad girl (I was using the other term that time). Its okay, she is beautiful anyway so she got the right, is the answer I got from them. I was taken aback I never knew we Filipinos could tolerate those immoralities as long as the one doing it is beautiful and rich.

Above is just an example, but still it affects the reality we are in. I just hope that as time goes by things like this would be reconsidered and our values reevaluated. Because for sure we don’t want our societies to be like that. Full of people who really don’t know the value of each individual no matter whom she/he is.