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Wednesday, June 08, 2005

Confession of an Amateur Criminal

Sa nakaraan kong post nabanggit ko yung isa sa aking mga criminal offenses. This time I would like to confess to something more serious. Something I've never told any living person before. (Yung isang sinabihan ko, patay na!). My other crime aside from jay-walking was shop-lifting.

I was in college then. My friends and I, when we go to a shop or a restaurant, we liked to pinch small souvenir items. Baso, tissue holder, kubyertos, anything na may tatak ng store. Tapos idi-display namin sa aming mga rooms as though they were prized trophies. Katuwaan lang. Pasikatan kami ng mga items na nakokolekta. The more items a person collects, the more admiration he gets from the barkada. It was peer pressure at its subtlest worst.

Then from pinching small items just for fun I advanced to pinching books. This time not just for the thrill but more to satisfy my desire to read mystery books and novels. Marami-rami na rin akong nakolekta. And the more books I collect, the more na lumalakas ang loob ko. It got to the point na kahit may kamera ang store tumitira at nakakalusot pa rin ako.

Until...justice caught up with me. My last caper was one of Isaac Asimov's Black Widowers mystery book. I put it inside my baggy pants. Nakalabas na ako ng bookstore nung may dalawang mama ang humawak sa aking magkabilang braso at sabay turo sa aking pantalon. Dinala ako sa kanilang opisina. Di naman ako sinaktan. Sinabihan lang ako na bayaran ko daw ang libro ng double the price. That was fine. I didn’t panic. But on the way to the office, I could see some of the sales ladies looking at me. Narinig ko pa yung isa sabi: “sayang guwapo batang-bata pa naman”.

I realized then and there what was happening to me. Para akong dinagukan at ginising sa katotohanan. Sa isip-isip ko, ano nga bang kalokohan itong pinaggagawa ko? Wasting my life away. I suddenly realized the thrill wasn't worth it and from then on I stopped pinching anything. So that was the end of my criminal history.

Looking back, I now appreciate how lucky I was that my budding career in criminality was cut short with my reputation still intact. I mean, things could have gotten worse, kagaya nung nangyari sa isang Pinoy PMAer, Army 2Lt. Rolly Joaquin. Class valedictorian siya sa Philippine Military Academy, class of 2004, but he was caught shoplifting in the US and was deported. I thank my guardian angel for setting me back on the right course.

Sometimes we forget what’s right and wrong. What at first we think are seemingly innocent petty acts are transgressions that could actually lead to more serious offences. It takes someone or the system to punish us to remind us of what’s good and bad, right from wrong. Then we learn from the experience and become a better person... Hopefully.

It is the highest form of self-respect to admit our errors and mistakes and make amends for them. To make a mistake is only an error in judgment, but to adhere to it when it is discovered shows infirmity of character.
- Dale E. Turner

12 Comments:

  • sa presinto ka na magpaliwanag!
    kami namang magkaka-board mate, tirador ng 'sign' ng atm, yung nakasabit sa pinto kung online or offline. marami-rami rin kaming naipon.

    By Blogger Tanggero, at 1:05 PM, June 08, 2005  

  • ka uro! ;) OFFTOPIC NA TANONG.... pano ba ginagawa sa blog yung post na parang may "erasure"? Yung word na may naka-cross out such as the crossed-out word GUAPO in the last sentence of your 4th paragraph sa taas?? tagal ko na sinusubukan i-figure out yun...obviously no success yet...! thanks :D

    By Blogger Sassafras, at 7:38 PM, June 08, 2005  

  • that is how the devil works. start small and it gets bigger. make sure na na-confess mo na yan.

    By Anonymous banjan, at 8:44 PM, June 08, 2005  

  • sass,
    you enclosed the word with the strikethrough HTML tags.
    For example yung word na "GUAPO"

    LessThanSign S GreaterThanSign GUAPO LessThanSign /S GreaterThanSign

    LessThanSign = <
    GreaterThanSIgn = >

    By Blogger Ka Uro, at 9:56 PM, June 08, 2005  

  • First time akong na-jay walking sa Cubao when I was on my way to work. Nagmamadali ako at tumawid nang hindi oras. Daming nakakalat pala na pulis dyan sa Cubao, huli ako. Takot na takot ako, syempre di pa ako nakukulong, at walang akong perang panlagay sa pulis. Wala akong nagawa kundi umiyak. Naasar yata ang pulis, o sa sobrang kahihiyan sa pagngawa-ngawa ko in public, pinakawalan ako. Late pa rin ako pagdating sa trabaho :D

    By Blogger TEACHER SOL, at 12:47 AM, June 09, 2005  

  • Isa ako sa mga nakinabang sa mga daring experiences mo Ka Uro. This brings back memories. Naalala ko pinitik mo yung isang libro tungkol sa game of bridge sa may Cubao para sa akin. I guess kung nahuli ka noon accessory to the crime ako. Well at least nagamit ko yon sa pakikipag bridge sa mga propesor natin.

    Sa tingin ko para kang na-adik sa thrill na nakuha mo sa pag pinch. Lahat naman tayo may some form of addiction. Merong na-aadik sa alak, sa sugal, sa bawal na gamot, sa pagkain, sa shopping, sa shoplifting, sa babae, sa lalake, sa seks, at sa kung ano ano pa. Hangga’t di nahuhuli o nagkakaroon ng masamang resulta, tuloy pa rin dahil nga sa ‘high’ na natatamo. Pero kalutad nga ng sabi ni Mr. Turner sa quote mo, nasa tao na yon kung papaano siya makabawi at ikorek ang mali.

    "Experience is the hardest kind of teacher. It gives you the test first and the lesson afterward." – Anonymous… Well, what’s important is we learn from our experience.

    By Blogger Ka Elyong, at 1:53 AM, June 09, 2005  

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    hilig ko maghalaman tirador ako ng halaman, na impluwensyahan ako ng kapitbahay namin.dati ang alam ko lang mommy ko lang may kaya gumawa ng hardin sa bahay kaya ko rin pala pero di siya ang nakapag impluwensya sa kin kapit bahay namin si lola "celly".pag naglalakad ako tumitingin ako sa gilid ng daan pag may nakita ako na halaman na maganda (at tingin ko namumulaklak) na kaya kung bunotin tinitira ko..wala pa namang naninita sa'kin hehe kasi alam kong ligaw lang na halaman yung nakukuha ko sa daan.

    By Blogger LadyWhiteSpirit, at 3:48 AM, June 09, 2005  

  • mam sol,
    sabi ko na nga ba kaya pamilyar ang picture mo e. ikaw pala yong ale na nagwawala at iyak ng iyak noon.

    ka elyong,
    galing ng mga sinabi mo brod. dapat mag start ka na rin ng sarili mong blog. tama ang sinabi mo parang adiksyon. sa umpisa nakakalusot ka. tapos uulit-ulitin mo. sana nga lang it's not too late kapag nagising ka sa katotohanan. ano ba yan? talking from ekspiryens?

    lws,
    laki ng smilee mo. mukhang di ka na depress today ha? that's the spirit. halaman pala trip mo ha.

    By Blogger Ka Uro, at 8:46 AM, June 09, 2005  

  • I think most of us eh nagloloko talaga during our younger years. I was like that too. We used to pitik forks, spoons, baso, etc just for kicks. Then like Ka Uro nga,display for barkadas. Ay (off topic to pero it has something to do with police officers), I'll never forget the first time I was picked up by police sa house ng friend ko because everyone thought I made tanan with my former boyfriend. It was the first time, I was escorted to the police station. I was scared as hell. Then pag dating ko dun, all my family was there, my lola, my tita, my tito, my papa and the rest of my boyfriend's family too. But that was a false alarm, my boyfriend was somewhere else. I was with a friend having a sleep over. My mistake was that I did not ask for permission. Making everyone think that I did ran away with my boyfriend.

    Kung si Teacher Sol, umiyak dahil sa jaywalking, ako pinakanta ng Luapang Hinirang sa Ayala. Pero inde lang ako nag-iisa. So parang dyahe na nakakatuwa ng kumakanta kami sa gitna ng Ayala while all other people are laughing at us.

    By Blogger Helltracker, at 10:00 AM, June 09, 2005  

  • helltracker,
    pilya ka rin pala ha.
    nabalitaan ko rin nga yung mga pinapakanta ng bayang magiliw. i think that is an effective kind of punishment. simple yet it works. kaya lang kung mahilig ka talagang kumanta baka intentionally magpahuli ka na at mag-request pa ng mike. kakatawa ang kwento mo. hahaha

    By Blogger Ka Uro, at 10:54 AM, June 09, 2005  

  • PAGBAYARAN !! ANG KASALANAN !! SA LIPUNAN !!

    (pwede na ba ako sa mga rally ?)

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 6:27 PM, June 09, 2005  

  • aKO din pinakanta ng lupang hinirang sa harap ng robinsons mall sa ilalim ng ortigas fly over...pero mag-isa lang ako kumakanta..dahil sa jay walking hahaha

    nawala ang depression ko sa blog na ito..tama kau we learn from our mistakes..ang addiction (although parang naiiba ito kaysa shoplifting) ko naman ay internet surfing minsan nagagamit ko sa masamang paraan..But its not too late to change. Buti na lang nauntog ako kahapon at nagising to correct my mistake. Thanks ka uro

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 2:54 AM, November 21, 2007  

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