By Sir Cornell J Wallace Jr.

WELCOME to The Rizalian Corner, a section of the Kabayan Weekly dedicated to everything related to Dr. Jose P. Rizal, the National Hero of the Philippines who gave his life for the Filipino people. We hope to continue in the promulgation of his works, teachings and wisdom, as well as help to educate those who wish to know more.

So, join us and walk in his steps, travel in his wake, and see the world through his writings and works, and if you wish to contribute to The Rizalian Corner, please contact Sir Cornell at  HYPERLINK “mail to: okor.edc.chancellor@gmail.com  

‎Non Omnis Moriar‎; (I shall not wholly die)

THE YOUTH!

Dr. Jose P. Rizal had a message to the Filipino youth which he wrote at the age of 18 when he was still considered a youth himself. He saw at a very young age, the consequences of the new generations not participating in the on-goings of their country, not being invited to sit at the table with the elders who decided their fate. Most of all, he saw not only the fragile nature of the youth in their actions, words, and deeds, but also the strength, resilience and wisdom many have then and even now. 

How important is it for the Filipino youth of today to know about those of yesterday? 

How can they feel the connection of the past and present when the present is moving so fast? How can they know their future if they do not know their past? Maybe the poem dedicated to the youth, can answer those questions and many more!

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To the Filipino Youth

Raise your unruffled brow

On this day, Filipino youth!

Resplendent shines

Your courage rich,

Handsome hope of my motherland!

Fly, grand genius

And infuse them with noble sentiment

That vigorously rushes,

More rapid than the wind,

Its virgin mind to the glorious goal.

Descend to the arena

With the pleasant light of arts and sciences,

And unbind, Youth,

The heavy chain

That fetters your poetic genius.

See that in the bright zone

With pious and learned hand,

Offers the son of this native land

Resplendent crown.

You who ascend

On wings of your rich fantasy,

Seeking from Olympus in the clouds

Tenderest poetry,

Sweeter than nectar and ambrosia;

You of the celestial accent,

Melodious rival of the nightingale,

Who with varied melodies

Dissipate the mortal’s bitter pain

In the night serene;

You who animate the hand rock

With the impulse of your mind,

And with prepotent  hand makes eternal

The pure memory

Of the refulgent genius;

And you, who with magic brushes

Are wont to transfer to simple canvas

The varied enchantment of Phoebus, beloved of

Apollo divine,

And the mantle of nature.

Run! For the sacred flame

Of the genius awaits to be crowned with laurels,

Spreading fame

With trumpet proclaiming

O’er the wide sphere the mortal’s name.

Day, oh happy day,

Philippines genteel, for your soil!

Bless the Almighty,

Who with loving desire

Sends you fortune and consolation.

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Sa Kabataang Pilipino

Itaas ang iyong

Malinis na noo

Sa araw na ito,

Kabataang Pilipino!

Igilas mo na rin ang kumikinang mong

Mayamang sanghaya

Magandang pag-asa ng Bayan kong Mutya!

Makapangyarihang wani’y lumilipad,

At binibigyang ka ng muning mataas,

Na maitutulad ng ganap na lakas,

Mabilis na hangin, sa kanyang paglipad,

Malinis na diwa, sa likmuang hangad.

Ikaw ay bumaba

Na taglay ang ilaw

Ng sining at agham

Sa paglalabanan,

Bunying kabataan,

At iyong kalagiun ang gapos mong iyang

Tanikalang bakal na kinatalian

Ng matulain mong waning kinagisnan.

Ikaw na lagi nang pataas nag lipad,

Sa pakpak ng iyong Mayamang pangarap,

Na iyong Makita sa Ilimpong ulap

Ang lalong matamis

Na mag tulaing pinakananais,

Ng higit ang sarap

Kaysa “ambrosia” at “nectar” na awagas

Ng mga bulaklak.

Ikaw na may tinig

Na buhat sa langit,

Kaagaw sa tamis

Na kay Filomenang Malinis na hiomig,

Sa gabing tahimik

Ay pinaparam mo ang sa taong sakit,

Ikaw, na ang batong sukdulan ng tigas

Sa lakas ng iyong diwa’y nagagawad

Ng buhay at gilas,

At ang alaalang makislap

Ay nabibigayan ng kamay mong masikap

Ng buhay na walang masasabing wakes.

At ikaw, na siyang

Sa may iba’t ibang

Balani ni Febong kay Apelas mahal,

Gayundin sa lambong ng katalagahan,

Na siayng sa guhit ng pinsel mong tanga’y

Nakapaglilipat sa kayong alinman;

Hayo na’y tumakbo! Sapagka’t ang banal

Na ningas ng wani’y nais maputungan

Kayong naglalama’y,

At maipamansag ng tambuling tangan,

Saan man humanggan,

Ang ngalan ng tao, sa di matulusang

Lawak ng palibot na nakasasaklaw.

Malwalhating araw,

Ito, Pilipinas, sa lupang tuntungan!

Ang Lumikha’y dapat na pasalamatan,

Dahilan sa kanyang mapagmahal,

Na ikaw’y pahatdan.

Our young people think about nothing more than love affairs and pleasure. They spend more time attempting to seduce and dishonor young women than in thinking about their country’s welfare. Our women, in order to take care of the house and family of God, forget their own. Our men limit their activities to vice and their heroics to shameful acts. Children wake up in a fog of routine, adolescents live out their best years without ideals, and their elders are sterile, and only serve to corrupt our young people by their example.”

 José Rizal, Noli Me Tángere