“Whatever the size of my problem is, a size 37 can make it go away.” That’s from a TV commercial that runs in one of the local stations here and yes, it meant shoes.
People love shoes. They just do. I was browsing the net a few days ago when I read something about the most expensive men’s shoes in the world. It was published by Forbes.com with Berluti topping the list, a pair of which could cost as much as $1,830. Whew, some people are just willing to spend fortunes to be properly shod! The article added that, still when considering the cost of the more elaborate designs in women’s shoes, these expensive men’s shoes do not seem all that pricey. What? Doing some math, it meant that ordinary people could just afford…hmm, the shoelace? No, the aglet.
Shoes are must-haves. It’s like, shelter for the sole. In the present world, no one walks barefoot unless, of course, the person’s doing some penitence on a holy week. From the elite’s made-to-order Blahniks to the common person’s mass-produced footwear from the local department store, the use of shoes have evolved from just foot protection to establishing one’ social position. I mean, the former Philippine first lady would NEVER want to be caught dead wearing some pumps from Divisoria.
Back in the Philippines, I always dreamt of having one of those Ferragamo shoes displayed at The PowerPlant. It was sort of an object of fascination that left me drooling every time I saw the pair. I never had the chance of wearing it, though. Nor did I ever attempt to see if it would fit, probably because I knew I couldn’t afford to buy it that time. But even if I had the resources, I still don’t think I would shell out that much just for some designer’s. I just felt that it was too much.
As I watched the Iranian art film Children of Heaven some weeks ago, I was reminded of this fancy Salvatore pair that I was dying to buy. In the film, a young boy (Ali) accidentally loses his sister’s (Zahra) recently mended shoes. Since their parents are too poor to afford a new pair, they kept it a secret, sharing the pair every day in a mad rush, jumping gutters and navigating the twisting lanes to their schools and back. Then Ali hatches a plan to join a student footrace, wherein the third-place prize is a new pair of sneakers. And he’s determined to take the third place, nothing but it.
The film’s message was so strong that it made me think of how certain things mean differently to different people. The pair of shoes may have meant everything to Ali and Zahra, but the same pair would have been meaningless to Bill Gate’s son or to any other who had the capacity to have it replaced.
It made me realize how we all see things from varied lights, which more often than not, ignites conflicts among ourselves. But try to think of it, our varied perceptions on things are just like our different shoe sizes. What would remain to comfort us is the thought that maybe, God made different shoe sizes so that we won’t be fighting over the same pairs.
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Hanep. 12midnight nagba-blog parin! hehehe
hahaha..oo nga..bilhin mo na ung ferragamo pag uwi mo..hehehe..have to watch na nga din yang children of heaven na yan
Suprisingly amazing… that a man like would really think of something different… something that would made readers think of
Its so simple that everything has its own uniqueness. No matter how simple or complex it is . All of those things has its own importance and you just have to be Thankful and Acknowledge God for it.