I dont know why we celebrate Labor Day every 1st of May here in the Philippines. I mean, why May 1st? Who thought about it? Why not July 28 or something?
However, I have a pretty good idea WHY it has to be celebrated. Who was it for. And who needs to be remembered during this day.
I grew up from a family of laborers. Who toiled the land, harvest crops, sew dresses, sell things and build homes. I saw how labor should be defined, I know what hard-work really means. Today, I want to tap the back of each one of us who goes to work everyday (even if its mostly against our will haha) but I cant. So Im writing this down. Consider this a digital high five, friends.
High five to all the employees who sits 8 hours+ behind their desk, trying real hard to get a task done everyday ( this doesnt include those who just pretend to be doing something. God is watching you. He saw you facebook-ing half of your shift and He is not pleased.)
High five to all the managers, clerks, tellers, personnels, messengers, trainers, accountants, auditors and everybody else who consumes the entire Ayala Ave, Ortigas, Eastwood and The Fort during 8AM, Mondays thru Fridays.
High five to all the true laborers. In whose calloused hands our entire nation is molded. To the farmers who bend their backs everyday, toiling a land they dont own. To the carpenters and construction workers, whose sweat and hard work are always never compensated equally. To our fishermen, who braves the raging sea just to catch something to eat. To our street cleaners, traffic enforcers, security guards, workers, mailmen, drivers and those who work under the scorching sun everyday, with almost no protection from the heat, just to earn something for a living.
To our nurses, doctors, teachers, newsmen, fire fighters, policeman, volunteers and those who do everything out of duty, advocacy and concern for others.
To those who sells in the street, to those with disabilities who doesnt let the cruel circumstances gets in their way to be productive. To those who entertains, create, sew, manufacture, clean, teach.
High five to all our OFWs. Who will log in to Facebook or Skype everyday, just to see their families and friends. And who in the end will turn off their computers and weep because of homesickness, but will never let anyone know.
High five to all who unselfishly set their happiness aside just so they can provide for their family.
To all the Filipino builders, thinkers, movers, dreamers – keep making the world go round.