Building the Youth For Christ
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Innis Town Hall, Toronto, Canada
My heartbeat was racing as I asked myself to take the responsibility of carrying the weight of 3 tables. After dropping off the last table, I reached back my right hand, searching if my lower back is still attached to my hips and my arms can still fold. Buti na lang.
After all the lifting and the use of some elbow grease, I went down to the rest rooms to freshen up before the show and looked at myself in the mirror just to realize that, "hey, I've got white hair already...."
The problem is...that the white hair was not from my head, but coming out of my nose.
Last Saturday was another day to prove that this once immortal after the endless pounding of Mother nature is succumbing to Father time...
Then it hit me, "Tito Junnie, where will we place these frames...?" (Ano kamo, ine? Someone calling me Tito, and she looks like a mid 20s lady) ugh.
There's no way of denying this any further. I'm getting old.
The show was in support of GK Youth Build's objective of reaching out to more youth and ensuring that the 2008 GKYB program will be better than this years' very successful Youth Build. Partnering with Ancop and University of Toronto's YFC, we were able to produce without much fanfare and publicity, a program and film showing of "Paraiso" - the GK trilogy. The event was successful in terms of volunteer converts, knowledge gained, hearts touched and yes, tickets sold.
Yes, we made money. Woohoo!!! All for the benefit of GK. The enjoyment part is just the bonus.
No, it wasn't a Photo Exhibit that rivals that of most of art galleries. But my pictures taken from the last experience in Cavite and Marinduque were used as part of the planned GKYB Photo Exhibit. I was so proud looking at the reactions of people as I acted as curator for the images, explaining to them how the program went and how we, the volunteers and the villagers, both learned from each other.
After the successful show, while packing up, my back started to twitch, I may have had a pinched nerve, added to the hoarse voice and the aching back...I asked for help. Realizing that life is not a one-man Photo Exhibit.