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Monday, July 6, 2009, 1:26 PM

My Sociologically Imagined Biography

Introduction

“I am MJ” –the concise reply I answered when my professor asked the question. The way I responded seemed so nonchalant, that it might have had appeared as an impulse.

Who am I?

Biologically, I am an estrogen-producing Homo sapien. My medium-built physique, my thick dark hair, and my pugnacity are all genetically determined. I was born with the ability to talk, the capacity to adapt to changes, and the unique aptitude for learning. I have long known myself from this perspective, and somehow, an introduction introduction in this manner will seem perfunctory.

Who am I?

I am human, and therefore, as per the economists, I am rational, calculating, and self-interested. I am human, and therefore, I have an ethereal being; I have a soul. Through the economic and metaphysical perspective, I made assumptions which are of no magnitude. The beliefs are not conventional and I cannot contest their truth or falsity.

Hence, I shall profess who I am in my relation to the “outside world”. As I am now aware that there exists a connection concerning the self and the society, I ought to recognize myself through the institutions I am involved. And thus, I shall begin with my upbringing by my family.

Family

I am born of a typical Filipino family. We are adherent of strong family ties, and we treat each other as primary support and sources of moral strength. We are austere on following certain traditions that are uniquely Filipino, even if we are of a mixed heritage and culture.

My mother is half-Chinese, and half-Filipino. Learning from her Chinese father’s legacy, she strongly inculcates to her children the value of education, and the significance of money management. She is inherent of practicality, which is why my brother and I were not nurtured extravagantly. She believes in the effectiveness of empiricism, the knowledge that arises from own experience. Her PR (public relations) is commendable and she is very pertinacious in her work.

My father is of an Ilocano descent. Contrary to the stereotype, he is very generous and noble. He is greatly considerate and of clannish loyalty. He also advocates on the worth of good education, and he makes sure to set by example.

My brother is the apotheosis of “cool” (Well, metaphorically.). He is responsible and liberal, as he was formed by a ‘free society’. Despite his sheer dedication to work, he still can manage to occasionally spend time for leisure. He served as an icon and a second father-figure, as I was born when he was already nineteen (19) years old.

The combined and dynamic upbringing of my mother, father, and brother is a greatly substantial part of who I am today. I am raised to be quite frugal and practical, yet I am also encouraged to dedicate ample time for enjoyment. For as long as I can remember, I was always advised to momentously focus on my studies that I may excel academically. (In fact, I was partly strained to enter school at an early age, as dictated by family tradition.) My talents and forms of self-expression are significantly supported by them, and inevitably with certain restraints.

Our family had been subjected to a range of predicaments that may have shaped each one of us as an individual. I did not have a dead-on perfect childhood, and by so, I promptly learned to depend on myself and to be broad minded upon a lot of issues.

Education

Schools, in all probability, are the institutions from which I learned the most, not only in the aspects of academic foundation, but also in the formation of my stand in the society. Family maybe the basic unit of society, but entering an educational institution enables an entity to grow by learning from experience through the integration of school and interaction.

Zion Center of Knowledge School

I spend my primary and intermediate years in a school situated within our village. Zion is a Christian school with a diminutive and intimate population. Its mission, as a Christian society, is to produce knowledgeable and God-fearing youth. Its setting seemed fairly conducive for learning, but its standard for scholastic excellence is not at all imposing.

During my roughly 6 years of stay there, I subsisted on a homey environment, wherein I am influenced to enhance and share my creative skills as form of worship to God. As my first actual social environment, I have managed to learn the value of communication and interface there. I started on developing my speaking skills as we were impelled to join numerous speech choir contests (I was even provoked to join a public reading competition.).

To conclude, my years in Zion were the indispensable foundation times of myself as a mental and social being. My cognitive skills were developed, my contact abilities were enhanced, and my devout viewpoints were established.

St. Bridget School, Quezon City

From a small learning environment in the suburb, I had the urge to transfer to a big school on the city. I had the need of a greater challenge, that I may acquire further knowledge about being “street-smart”.

Pragmatically, I had to endure an assortment of changes as I shifted among two different realms. Example of which is leaping from a born-again Christian school, to a Private sectarian school, administered by the Good Shepherd sisters. From the alteration of religious influence, I became more affixed to my actual creed as a Roman Catholic.

From the change, I also wrought the consequence of being studious. I was used to a cumulative scoring scheme, and I was obliged to change my study habits to cope up with the demands of a higher-standard averaging grading system.

Also, my social environment was quite distorted, as I transferred from a co-educational school, to an exclusive female culture. Hence, during my four-year stay in Bridget, I seemingly disregarded proper interaction with the opposite sex. However, I do not recognize my stay in an all-female society as a disadvantage. In fact, I might have even been subjected to greater peer pressure and worse influences if I pursued high school in a regular co-ed establishment.

In St. Bridget, I met a lot of feat and quandaries that have greatly predisposed my being. I discovered how the “outside” society works, having been exposed to outreach programs and culture interactions. I already had an implication of how the “adult” world performs through the effective communication and socialization of the meager atmosphere inside.

Residential Community

Living in a town neighboring Metro Manila, I can impartially claim that I was fashioned in a progressive laissez-faire community. I was denuded by the spirit of democracy early on as I used to assist the committee during the homeowners’ elections. I was introduced to the custom of bayanihan, in a palpably modern sense. (This can be witnessed especially during floods, when neighbors voluntarily aid out fellow neighbors).

I have first witnessed the importance of unity and togetherness as a society from my neighborhood. Even from the shallowest example of being united as a group of playmates (in beating the opponent playmates), to a more intricate instance of being one as a commune in proposing a new drainage in the baranggay, I am able to assert how our community works well together.

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