Ride of Passage


 
Ride of Passage is a short animation film about a young boy who must undergo his tribe’s rites of passage in order to receive honor and respect. The older men of his tribe expect Toki and the other boys to return with the biggest and most impressive head of an animal. The part of society that seems to have some vested interest in the immediate future of a soon-to-be university graduate would act similarly. Let’s send these twenty-somethings off into the wild world of job interviews and networking events, and whoever comes back with a real world job (pulling levers at a coffee shop doesn’t count) wins honor and respect. May the odds be ever in your favour. The older generation claims landing a job early in the game is the key to a future of success and happiness. Not to say that they’re wrong, but we’re competing with twice as many graduates than they did back in their day. How is that fair? I say, blame it on a generation of parents with higher expectations for post-secondary education.

After graduation, some of us are lucky enough to secure a job in our field; but of those unlucky few, most seem to lack the right amount of experience while the rest are too preoccupied passing out in hostels across Europe. In the beginning of the animation, Toki struggles, as he is barely able to capture a rather bored-looking frog. After chasing down a monkey that had just stolen the frog from his head, Toki encounters an enormous chameleon. Recognizing the responsibilities of the young boy, the chameleon helps Toki collect a bear, tiger, alligator, and elephant among many other animals. When the new graduate experiences the bottom-most pit of degradation, the light at the end of the tunnel reveals itself – so to speak – and soon enough, her résumé lands in the hands of an NGO desperate for any undergrad willing to work with $12 an hour. She makes the right moves, signs on the right dotted lines, and meets the right higher-ups.

Things are looking up until the chameleon steps into a snare set up by the older tribe members. Now, the young professional has to deal with those “more experienced” employees, who think they know what they’re doing when Arturo Escobar and Amartya Sen have already disproved their methods. She wonders what would happen if she went along, business as usual, with the demands of those in command. She shakes her head. Of course, she would go with their methods even if they were flawed, even if they were unsustainable, and even if they were a little bit racist because there’s still that other part of society that finally validates her now that she has a career. They must think she’s happy; so in a moment of haziness and distortion, she thinks she’s happy.

The young professional is too troubled by other people’s expectations of success and happiness that she fails to see what truly makes her happy. Most of us soon-to-be graduates will probably end up along this path because expectations have a way of caving in on our weaknesses. We should have listened when that guy on TED Talks said the key to happiness was low expectations; but more importantly, we should be acting more like Toki, the animated character who could barely hold on to the frog at one point in the story. Toki hears the approaching tribe members and in a moment of clarity, he imagines a beheaded chameleon as his crown and realizes this type of honor and respect would never make him happy. With great courage, he releases the chameleon from the trap and they ride off into the forest where there awaits a new life – one filled without irrational and cruel expectations but with self-fulfilling happiness and an unexpected friendship.

RUPTURED EARDRUMS

I set off a bomb.

It was the kind of explosive that would leave third-degree burns on your skin, but wouldn’t kill you. It was the kind that would shoot up your eardrums, blood dripping down your new shirt, and the faint sound of screaming. I set off a bomb and instead of wiping us all off into the trash bin of human waste, we became so desperate to stay alive that we finally listened.

No one said a word for the longest time. We were all stuck, unable to move outside the lines for fear of losing each other. We would never admit it – not until I set off the bomb and desperation kicked in. Dusk was settling in as you gathered in a room. The irony of light to darkness was mismatched by the light that would fill the room when we were no longer caught up in our own heads to listen. You spoke in hushed voices but I could hear through the walls. My heart clenched as the nervous honesty slipped through the cracks of the walls you’ve erected so many years ago.

I don’t know if you could hear the voices in the room next door. You might have. Maybe that’s why I could hear the short breaths between the keyboard clicks. Peeking into the room, I saw that you hadn’t given up – that my worst fears were only that – fears. They weren’t truths and you had it in you to make sure they would never be.

As the last embers of the explosion flickered away into charred dust, you came into my room with hopelessness in your eyes. Your arms picked me up in a tight embrace. Relentless tears fell down your wrinkled face as you asked me what you had done wrong. Why were the threads that held you and your sons together frayed? You asked for my help. You asked for my strength. I promised you I would give you everything that I could, but I’m just as scared and weak. I had tried for the longest time to keep my doubts and fears bottled up to keep the picture-perfect illusion of a family. I didn’t know I had set off a bomb. And maybe it had turned out for the best.

NEW YEAR & NEW RESOLUTIONS

It’s officially 22 hours into 2012 where I live. Last night, my brother told me not to spend anything on the first day of the year or else I would continue to spend frivolously throughout the year. The day isn’t over but I guess it’s fair to say that I’ve accomplished that small feat. If that should give any indication to my ability to follow through on goals and resolutions, then I’m stoked for 2012. This year, I graduate from university, I visit the Philippines after four and a half years, I plan to move out west, and I hope to figure out what I really want to do for the rest of my life. The only thing that can turn this year of infinite potential into a complete bust is me.

To usher in the new year and get myself motivated about getting shit done, I thought of coming up with a list of resolutions that address all aspects of my life (original, right?).

School & Career

  • Get involved in more extra-curricular and volunteer activities
    • Take pictures again for the school newspaper, get involved with the new NGO, seek other projects and organizations in campus
  • Improve your GPA – kick ass this semester
  • Graduate in Fall 2012
  • Apply for grad school 2013-?
    • Build relationships with your profs so you can get those letters of recommendation
  • Gain work experience – apply for a legit job that relates to your degree

Finances

  • Save up for pocket money and travel money to use in the Philippines
  • Pay off at least 50% of student debt by December 31, 2013
  • Save up enough money for the big move

Life

  • Summer vacation in the Philippines
  • The big move
    • Move to the bigger city (Toronto, Ottawa, Calgary, or Vancouver)
    • Save up enough money to cover the costs for 3 months
  • Whatever happens and wherever we go, we are making this relationship work ♥
  • Gain life skills – driver’s license, cooking, handiness, taxes, etc.
  • Improve creative skills – photograph more; write more
  • Exercise and eat better
    • Eat healthier, less processed stuff
    • Gain weight!
  • Start a blog, stick to it, and update frequently
  • Prove those Mayans wrong and make it out alive

It’s a rough list and it definitely needs to be developed more as the year progresses. Looking at it all laid out is so completely overwhelming that I just want to crawl under the covers and never leave. But I have to constantly remind myself to start working on the list and finishing them. If I keep doing, I avoid the likelihood that this list becomes nothing more than a meaningless blog post on New Year’s day. I probably need to set this post as the homepage on my browser, screen cap it and set it as my desktop wallpaper, and print it and tape it to my wall. It might be excessive, but it might just be the kick of motivation I need.