There is always a link between microeconomy and macroeconomy. But poverty has constantly changed its designs.
For instance, everybody has a cellphone; they all converse via the Internet and they’re spending at least P500 on it. Twenty years ago, P500 was a big chunk of money!
People could not afford these things. If we could eliminate at least three unnecessary stipends — think gambling, alcoholism, smoking — poverty could be cut down in half. These things were prohibited at least during my time in ASA.
In communities where access to traditional banking is limited or nonexistent, small loans can be a lifeline.
These loans don’t just cover immediate needs; they provide people with the means to invest in small businesses, create jobs and build a sense of dignity and self-sufficiency.
You chased disasters instead of running away from them. But what you risk reveals what you value. What challenges have you faced in adopting a grassroots leadership approach, and how have they impacted your personal safety and well-being?
I was plying along NLEX to reach a local lending center, directly toward the path of a hurricane, when a tree trunk collapsed and almost hit my car.
It was in the thick of “Ondoy,” which left many parts of Luzon mired waist-deep in floodwater. It gave a satisfying feeling that there, deep in the mud, I walked alongside those we serve. It motivated them; made them feel they were included. It built trust and boosted their morale. More important, as is always the case with ASA, it demonstrated collaboration rather than hierarchy.
ASA Philippines has always been about building community networks that are mutually supportive.
Our disaster response deepened my understanding of what it means to lead with compassion, and informed broadly my leadership philosophy.
I was in Mamasapano in Maguindanao three months after that fateful massacre brought about seething hate and division between Muslims and Christians.
ASA, as a secular institution, must be able to do something.
We went to the ground zero and met with the rebels at Barangay Tukanalipao to assess their needs. It was very risky. But I had to make it know that I’m a Muslim brother. It was all the balm for me.
All the rebels asked of us was to help them improve their barangay health center, refurbish it to fully functionalize it. We provided different houses with water pumps and solar panels.
We furnished houses in a village in Mamasapano with sanitary toilets to eradicate open defecations.
(ASA has one branch in Mamasapano; 10 all over Maguindanao; 33 in all of Muslim Mindanao.)
I was there at the height of the 2017 Marawi siege. When push comes to shove, I should be there. I must be there.
I once contemplated opening a branch in Jolo, Sulu, and went to assess the conditions there. We were on a jeepney when it suddenly took a detour soon as we neared a bridge.
I could glean from the ensuing silence and palpable tension that something was amiss. Soon as we reached our destination, my companions heaved a sigh of relief, saying we could have died any minute. Turned out, a military jeep was blown up by rebels not long ago right where we just passed.
I was aware of the series of abductions there; there were even instances where they kidnapped Muslims.
When you are passionate about what you are doing, your safety would be the least of your concerns.