Read Beyond the Lines

Ever since, restoring the “Glory that was CHS” has been the battle cry of some professors and instructors in the college. It has almost seemed like a blind dream leading another blind into the land of nowhere. With most students thinking that it is better to confine themselves into their pigeon holes, how could the college ever reclaim the excellence, glamour and respectability it has once possessed? With nothing more but a few individuals trying to rekindle the fire of passion within the college, how could it ever make any difference? But indeed, big fires start with small sparks.

Who would have ever known that the sleeping spirit of CHS will be awakened once more during the last SLU Intramurals? Head up high, soaring with ablazed hearts and with all the love for our real identity as the College of Human Sciences, we have proven to the whole of SLU that we indeed exist and we came back to claim what is rightfully ours, a spot where for the past years, the two top-populated colleges dominated. We toppled them not merely by claiming major prizes because we know for a fact that their share will, at the end, be more numerous than ours. But we conquered the odds to be in a place where neither an athlete nor a cheer-dancer experienced defeat all because we have won the best game after all. It is the game of proving to the whole of SLU that we are a team with one dream.

It is quite annoying that after the event, negative declarations from some who might not even really cared about the welfare of the college have surfaced. We hear foul claims on how the dream-crowd supporting the delegates has been formed. We hear allegations of grade-bribery (what a term!) which is heavily disgusting to hear. It is as if we have tried to bake the best cake for weeks only for someone to feed it to the dogs. We have tried to gain the respect of the university in a day but after some time of walking around the university with pride, we have been pulled down to be a point of mockery.

Would it be wrong for an instructor to be creative and resourceful enough to think that instead of asking the students to do projects that would remain enclosed in the confines of the faculty room, he or she have required something that will be useful for the college instead? Would it be wrong to encourage the CHS students to share their time and talent to ensure that our beloved college will not be left behind licking the crumbs? In times like the Intramurals or the Arts Festival, who would support the CHS delegates other than us, the CHS people? Are we supposed to draw support and cheers from other colleges instead? If we will do that, then, it could have been the most pathetic thing that we could have ever done.

Sometimes, we must look beyond the things that we feel like saying at the span of the moment especially if we do not really know if someone will be hurt in the process. Remember, not all the things that we feel like saying is really appropriate to be said. Just to give everyone of us a hint, it is called responsibility. It is the brother of respect and the sister of authentic wisdom. It brought forth the authentic Human Sciences Spirit and moves us out of self-made illusions. It encourages us to be a team bonded by unity and goes away from whatever may destroy our common dream to always be the best that we can be. And as the pages of history of our college unfold we hold our head up high and together we say: SOAR HIGH, HUMAN SCI!