4 Day Trip Extended (3rd Day)
April 3rd, 2008 by rodney-kiamoyLast Saturday, I went to San Diego to watch a play my cousin wrote and directed for her organization, the Filipino Ugnayan Student Organization (FUSO), on their 15th Annual Pilipino Cultural Night. I went to this kind of play last year, and because of the integration of cultural dances during the play, I expect it would be a long play.
This is one of the primary reason why I went to the United States because according to my cousin, this is about her father’s struggle of hope in the United States. Besides, she promised to write my name on the acknowledgement section (she wrote, AHIA RODNEY, I can’t believe you flew all the way from the PI to watch my play… even though I know it was just because you were bored there!)
The play started with a two Filipino singers, and believe me, this two have star potential in them, they are AJ Rafael and Reynard Silva, the former is more of an accoustic Nyoy Volante kind of a performer, while the latter prefers the Usher way.
The play is about how my uncle was discriminated. Discrimination comes in many ways, the mere fact that they can write a play about it shows how far the generation has gone to try to tame it down. The younger generation should really thank those people who pave the way for the current situation they are enjoying as compared to that of my uncle’s time.
My uncle was in California at that time and he was looking for hospitals to take him as a resident surgeon. My auntie was pregnant with her first child and she was due within the month that is why my uncle is really desperate to look for a job.
HIs first interview was in Chicago, and the doctor who interviewed him was a caucasian, who just finished his residency. During their interview, my uncle answered all the questions correctly, until he asked about my uncle’s background. My uncle finished his medical school in Far Eastern University and he was also trained in Clark Air Base in Pampanga. The interviewer cannot find a mistake in my uncle’s answers so he finally told him, that he cannot hire my uncle because of his race. If he has to choose between a bad American doctor, and a good and qualified foreigner, he would choose the former. My uncle did not react violently nor answered, instead he kept quiet and went to New York.
He had an 11:45 am appointment in one of the hospitals in New York. He was scheduled there by the hospital director. He arrived to one of the old wings at around 11:00 am and told the secretary that he had an appointment with a certain doctor. The secretary just looked at him and told him to wait. At around 1:00 pm, the secretary told him that he was in the wrong wing of the building and the doctor he was supposed to have an appointment with is located in one of the new wings of the hospital. He went to the new wing and he was interviewed by the acting hospital director because the hospital director went on a vacation at that time. The acting hospital director is a Hawaiian-Japanese who also questioned his credentials. He explained that he waited for two hours before the secretary informed him that he was at the wrong wing, and now, he is surprised that this man is belittling his qualilties. Finally, he couldn’t take it, he told the hospital director that he had it with the discrimination. He told him that he was proud to be a Filipino-Chinese, and that acting hospital director, no matter how he hides his Hawaiian-Japanese ethnicity, it will always show in his appearance, and he just wish that the hospital director would not undergone the discrimination and ordeal he went through that day.
When he returned to his friend’s apartment that night, his friend told him that my aunt is in the hospital and that the doctor is trying to get a hold of him because there were complications in her childbirth. Right then and there my uncle broke down as he called up the hospital and talked to the doctor. The doctor said she has to operate and she cannot do so without a consent from my uncle. My uncle gave his consent and requested told the doctor, to save the life of his wife and his child, and if complications may arise try to save his wife. He did not even put down the phone as he listened while the doctor operated on his wife and after a half hour listening to the doctor conducting the surgical procedure, the doctor went back on line and congratulated him for having a baby girl.
When my auntie was already conscious, he was crying and told him he was coming back to California, and he would just cancel his interview at Michigan, my aunt told them that she is all right and she should finish his interview. He went to Michigan, feeling he would be discriminated again, and to his surprise, a certain Dr. Bingley gave him a warm interview. Instead of talking about his experience and credentials, they talked about life generally. He felt at ease with Dr. Bingley that he shared his experience in Chicago and New York, and he even told him about his frustration of not being there while his first-born is entering this world. After the interview, my uncle flew back to California.
Upon reaching California, the first thing he did is hugged his wife and cradled his first-born. While he was cradling his daughter, a phone call came, and it was Dr. Bingley.
"How does it feel to hug your first born Dr. Tan?" asked Dr. Bingly.
My uncle cried and broke down, "it is the best feeling in the world sir."
"What are your plans now Dr. Tan?"
"I am going home to the Philippines, I will raise my family there, thank you for the opportunity Dr. Bingly"
" No, you’re not going to do that Dr. Tan, what your are going to do is buy a book."
"A book?"
"Yes, I am hiring you to be an internal medicine practitioner here in Michigan, and we will fly your whole family here, so I need you to read the book about internal medicine and see you in a week."
My uncle was full of emotions, and made this promise, "Dr. Bingly, thank you for this opportunity, you will never here me complain nor even here me utter a word against the hospital, in fact if you think I am not good enough for the first three months, don’t pay me anything."
Dr. Bingly just laughed and told him, "We don’t do it that way Dr. Tan, I know you are a good doctor, see you in a week."
That was the first opportunity that my uncle took, an opportunity given by a stranger who did not look at his race nor origin. When God closes a door, He truly opens a window.