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I could not help but think how did he, after everything that was done to her, have

found it in her heart


to forgive? The film did not only depict the life of Jose Rizal during the gripping of the Spaniards’ iron
hands but also the Filipinos during those darkest times before the crack of dawn. The movie did not also
Just settled for only Rizal and the Filipino people during the Spanish colonization, but it made a sort of
movie adaptation of the two notable masterpieces of Rizal; the Noli Me Tangere and the El
Filibusterismo.The movie itself was faithful to accuracy that you could see what it wants people to see
nd that is to see. The movie suggested us to see what had really happened to our motherland. It is to
see what she had been through to keep her standing in her place in the map of the world.

The movie showed that during the time of Rizal, Filipinos had started stirring from their seemed to be
forever slumbering, although the Spaniards oppression continued to darken the skies.During those
times, as portrayed, there was social unrest that resulted revolts. Most prominent movements were
initiated by the Katipuneros led by Andres Bonifacio. A lot of native eyes had started to see the real
faces inside the holy veil worn by the Spaniards that led them to the realization of their own scraped
image. Spaniards had continued to use religion, specifically the teachings of the Catholic Church and the
words of God to frightened majority of the Filipinos to conform and manipulate them. The film
portrayed the Spaniards abuse f power and authority over the Filipinos.

Friars shrouded their corruption in the cloak of church contributions and tributes. They collected high
imposed taxes from the farmers who till their own soil. They acquired lands by authority and force.
Worst of it, Spaniards did not content themselves in getting hold of our country but also our dignity.
Filipinos had been treated unfairly.

The Spaniards made sure that we had no from the church, and no place for morality. Filipinos became
slaves. Our native women were victimized. There was racial discrimination.Only elites were granted to
have a formal education and even in school, Filipinos were slandered, mocked and belittled. Even the
Justice system was in favor of the State.

Filipinos who have committed crime in the eyes of their Justice were subjected to persecution and
death. Spaniards would then scheme any person who go against their regime; that would include the
conspiracy they had done to Rizal as he was sentenced by prejudiced to death before his trial was even
performed. They stripped our nation’s identity and clothed us in ballooned dresses to conform but even
so denied our ight-I believe-to baptize our country a name.

Those lowest times, people who had finally perceived the truth tried to raise their voices but mostly
failed to do so because there was no firmed foundation. Their flares were not enough. When Rizal gave
light, flickers were rekindled to a raging fire. Jose Rizal became their source of strength though he did
not purposely want to ignite insurgency. Though his writings were double edged sword, he wanted to
address his appeal for freedom and equality in a diplomatic manner. Unfortunately, it did not go as
planned because not only theSpaniards wanted to bind him for the trouble he had cause to the name of
the Spanish government. I really liked the portrayal of those people close to Rizal after he was shot and
had fallen on the ground; none of them even shed a tear.

They held their ground, Rizal was not a traitor. They were the ones who held his pride when he was
deprived to die with dignity. He doesn’t deserve a cry of sympathy because he had done nothing but to
love and to be faithful to his country. Because he was not married to a woman; he was married to our
country, faithfully.

Watching that scene, I elt dignified.He was not a traitor and so were those lives that fought to free our
country. They were Filipinos who desired to regain our freedom and identity from the Spaniards. As the
movie concluded, I realized I have never been so proud of my country, and never did I really give proper
acknowledgement to the many lives that, especially those nameless faces that did not have the chance
to have a space in paper. “Give credit to who is due”, as the saying goes. All of us, we walk in different
paths of life. We see strangers every day but I never really consider looking at their aces in a different
way.

After watching the film, I learned to see the faces of past through the faces of the present. We are all
carrying fragments of souls of the people of the past. How we are giving shape to those fragments of
souls is the real challenge in us. I have learned from watching the film how embarrassing we have
become to cater these fragments in us because we failed and ignored to recognize them and the way we
savor the liberty they struggled to regain but tragically did not had the chance to hold. These souls had
once fought for freedom.

We have to see them in us to fix how we abused our freedom. I still see our motherland in her situation
back then because we failed to get the lessons from our past. How many more times does she have to
be in same situation she thought she had been freed from? One lesson I clearly got from the movie, we
have to carry the past in us like it is our own experience for us to never want to be in that situation
again. We should never forget our own history and the importance of it, for the sake of those souls who
only had the chance to experience true freedom in us.

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