Authors@Wharton Speaker Series
Roberto Canessa, “I Had to Survive: How a Plane Crash in the Andes Inspired My Calling to Save Lives”
4:45 PM – 5:45 PM; Location : Ambhani Hall
Registration required: https://wharton.qualtrics.com/
Assalamu'alaikum dan selamat berehat,
Pada 2 Mac 2016, dari jam 445-545 petang, saya menghadiri majlis pelancaran buku di Ambhani Hall, Wharton School. Seperti maklumat di atas, saya perlu mendaftar terlebih dahulu. Alhamdulillah, saya datang awal, jadi dapat buku percuma (harga USD$26 sebuah). Ianya seperti insentif anda solat apabila masuk waktu. Untuk solat apabila masuk waktu, anda perlu datang awal dan menunggu masuk waktu solat di atas sejadah.
Kehadiran apabila majlis bermula, dalam 120-130 orang juga. Sesi dimulakan dengan tayangan video mengenai sejarah/latar belakang kepada kisah kapal terbang terhempas di Banjaran Andes di Amerika Selatan ini. Kapal terbang ini dari Montevideo, Uruguay ke Santiago, Chile dan membawa pasukan ragbi dari Uruguay. Tidak pernah ada kes pesawat terhempas di Banjaran Andes yang selamat. Selepas operasi pencarian selama 10 hari, misi diberhentikan. Jumlah penumpang adalah seramai 45 orang di mana 22 pemain ragbi, bakinya ibu-bapa/kaum keluarga, penyokong, dan alumni yang turut serta.
Selepas tayangan video itu, Dr. Roberto Canessa memberikan sedikit penceritaan dan diakhiri dengan sesi-soal jawab, semuanya dalam tempoh sejam. Saya catatkan di sini beberapa fakta dan petikan kepada sesi dan khazanah dalam buku ini. Alhamdulillah, saya berjaya menghabiskan membaca buku ini dalam tempoh 4 hari. Buku ini baik untuk mereka yang berminat tentang konsep, pendekatan, kaedah, dan prinsip yang perlu yang berkaitan kemahiran kemandirian (survival skills) kerana ia ditulis berdasarkan kisah sebenar si penulis berjuang untuk hidup lebih 2 bulan tanpa makanan di Pergunungan Andes, Amerika Selatan. Anda boleh menonton wayang Alive di Youtube. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v2QGMbVpuYs) tetapi membaca kisahnya di dalam buku lebih menarik terutamanya pengembaraan Dr. Roberto dan rakannya Nendo untuk keluar dari lokasi terhempas dan mencari bantuan selama 9-10 hari.
Saya petik beberapa tulisan/kata-kata/ayat yang menarik dalam buku ini untuk sama-sama direnungi bagi kita yang masih hidup.
On yourself and self-development
Have faith in God.
Keep that determination inside you.
Fear is fantasy. Rise above it and watch it disappears.
I lost the fear of failure. I become brave enough to face life head-on...
As always, we were left with two finite choices: surrender or act. Quit or forge ahead.
We had died so many times already; what was one more death? As far as I was concerned, I'd rather die out there in the snow than in the cemetery of the fuselage.
Some people say, "If there's life, there's hope." But for us, it was the opposite: "If there's hope, there's life".
If we were to survive this tragedy, it was up to us.
After overcoming our anxiety, it was time to get to work.
When a mother comes to my office with the tired expression of anguish in her eyes begging me to help her child, I cannot turn her down.
He convinced himself that the positive always outweighs the negative.
I feel that because of his crash in the Andes. I'm obliged to enjoy every day, whether it's sunny or stormy, happy or sad. I have to be grateful for a cup of coffee or a glass of tap water, because that's what I was taught of home.
If you fall, get back and keep going.
I needed to stay calm and keep the faith that God, once again, wouldn't let me down.
I realize that in everything I do, I tend to favor someone who tries his best, who never gives up, despite the outcome, over someone who has better luck and achieves his goal with less effort.
We both challenge our destiny and wrote a new ending.
Effort in the face of adversity is what makes you a stronger person.
Life may be difficult, but it is always worth living. even though suffering. Be courageous.
No food in my nineteen years of life had ever tasted or smelled as delicious as that shepherd's cheese.
...my only real talent was my will to live...
When the first of the survivors returned that afternoon, I felt rush of an emotion I had not felt in a long time: pride.
I wouldn't know whether there would be a tomorrow for me. My body was cramping, and I could barely stand. My pants were wet, my socks soaked.
There were times when I felt as if I couldn't go any farther, and yet, somehow, my legs kept moving.
Necessity had forced us to be more than what we actually were.
On failure or success
If you fail with your children, there is no other success can be good enough.
He always bets on life, against all odds, as he did on his trek. He came so close to death so many times that he truly values life much more than most people do.
Without joy, there is no success..
But I neither regretted the failures nor celebrated the success. I just did what I had to be done.
On Family
They complemented each other, which made for a rare home life for me and my siblings.
It was my mother, finally, who prepared me to understand and confront the mountain.
On Goal in Surviving Situation
Our common goal was to survive, to overcome nature's inherent desire to destroy us.
Focusing only on that small goal and nothing else.
I would give myself small, attainable goals to help me keep pushing forward.
Treks to reach the outside world or die trying. Our goal was to make it or die trying.
I focused on the here and now, what was feasible and each achievement buoyed my spirit.
Perfection is always unachievable, always seeming to move farther into the distance.
Distance was no longer measured in yards or miles, but in steps.
Although it was an arid, desolate place where likely no man had set foot, to me it felt like the gates of paradise.
On Survival Skills
Always know your position.
We had to remain calm; if we panicked, we were dead.
We scratched out an S.O.S into the snow with our feet.
We would gravitate around the best ideas, just as humans might have done to survive at the beginning of time.
Women's perfume became disinfectant, razor blades scalpels, Rugby jerseys became bandages.
Fito strapped a pair of seat cushions to his feet with seat belts to use as makeshift snowshoes.
When it was clear that the search had been called off, we knew we had to turn to eating the dead to survive.
Our first forays out on the mountain were to determine where we were.
We could not imagine in those first desperate days that our shelter would soon become a tomb.
Our story became world famous because of how we survived: by eating those who had died.
The feeling of total and complete starvation, where merely standing up was enough to make us dizzy and pass out from hunger.
We experienced the primitive instinct of true hunger - and perhaps what wild animals feel. It's something innate, irrational.
Because true hunger is atrocious, beastly, instinctive, primordial....
We would have to walk those 35 miles through a mountain range, at a temperature of minus 20 degree Fahrenheit....
I carefully weighed our options to ensure our meager strengths would yield the maximum results.
We would follow the sun, and if we could not see the sun, we would use the compass from the airplane to direct our path.
We became explorers, learning, hit by hit, what other dangers the landscape had in store for us - because there were always dangers, and we always tried to vanquish them.
We seemed at times like the first humans on earth, with no one before us, no ancestors or history. So we had to improvise, to make our own way, to invent.
When we finally resorted to the cadavers to survive, we thought we had gone mad, or that we had become savages. But later, we realized that it was the only sane thing to do.
Teaching by example wasn't just one way to accomplish this: it was the only way.
There was no one right answer for anything we tried on the mountain.
When science and creativity intersect, that's when great innovation happens.
We learned the hard way that none of our trials and errors from the past two months had prepared us for surviving amid the highest peaks.
There were so many possible ways to die it was better to focus on the remote possibility that we'd actually survive.
What mattered was that we had never stopped trying to stay alive and had found a way home.
The origin of life were beginning to emerge in their most primitive forms...
When you're tiptoeing the line between life or death, you don't despair. You either live or die; you quit or you fight on. When you decide you won't resign yourself to dying, you find a strength you never knew you had, and you push beyond the limits of what you thought was possible.
Each hike accomplished two things: It kept our spirits up and it taught us something.
On Team and Teamwork
We needed to stay positive for those who were seriously injured, to give them hope. They were our responsibility, and we refused to disappoint or abandon them.
Selfishness, vanity, dishonor, greedy - was forgotten in this frozen world.
They led the group, but they listened to the other's ideas.
While we were still alive, those of us who were willing said out loud that if we died, the rest could use our bodies to survive.
Discipline, effort, and the cooperation of every player to work together for the sake of the team.
Everything was in short supply of the mountain, but we did have several important strengths: We were a group with a lot in common.
We offered our bodies up to one another so that in the same way, we might all walk off that mountain together.
When one of us was ready to give up and lose hope, it was the others' job to do everything possible to keep them moving forward. We would leave no one behind. We would try to heal their bodies and their minds, sate their hunger and pain in any way possible, and above all, give them hope.
If they won't help us, we'll help ourselves.
I was convinces we were in this together - till death do us part.
What we did was stabilize the injury and stitch together new ties made of metal and glass, of strength and sensitivity, of intelligence and emotion, to protect us as a group and not as isolated individuals.
We both knew we were likely to die out here, but death wouldn't have such an easy time of it.
The four of us, with a razor blade or a shard of glass in hand, carefully cut the clothing off a body whose face we could not bear to look at.
On Society
Teachers and Professors were among the most important people in society.
I encourage the other people to tell their stories about surviving.
The sicker a person is, the more intent he is on helping them.
On management philosophy
Not making critical decisions when you're exhausted at the end of the day.
A formal education only teaches you to respect standards and protocols, not necessarily how to challenge or overcome them.
Kehadiran apabila majlis bermula, dalam 120-130 orang juga. Sesi dimulakan dengan tayangan video mengenai sejarah/latar belakang kepada kisah kapal terbang terhempas di Banjaran Andes di Amerika Selatan ini. Kapal terbang ini dari Montevideo, Uruguay ke Santiago, Chile dan membawa pasukan ragbi dari Uruguay. Tidak pernah ada kes pesawat terhempas di Banjaran Andes yang selamat. Selepas operasi pencarian selama 10 hari, misi diberhentikan. Jumlah penumpang adalah seramai 45 orang di mana 22 pemain ragbi, bakinya ibu-bapa/kaum keluarga, penyokong, dan alumni yang turut serta.
Selepas tayangan video itu, Dr. Roberto Canessa memberikan sedikit penceritaan dan diakhiri dengan sesi-soal jawab, semuanya dalam tempoh sejam. Saya catatkan di sini beberapa fakta dan petikan kepada sesi dan khazanah dalam buku ini. Alhamdulillah, saya berjaya menghabiskan membaca buku ini dalam tempoh 4 hari. Buku ini baik untuk mereka yang berminat tentang konsep, pendekatan, kaedah, dan prinsip yang perlu yang berkaitan kemahiran kemandirian (survival skills) kerana ia ditulis berdasarkan kisah sebenar si penulis berjuang untuk hidup lebih 2 bulan tanpa makanan di Pergunungan Andes, Amerika Selatan. Anda boleh menonton wayang Alive di Youtube. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v2QGMbVpuYs) tetapi membaca kisahnya di dalam buku lebih menarik terutamanya pengembaraan Dr. Roberto dan rakannya Nendo untuk keluar dari lokasi terhempas dan mencari bantuan selama 9-10 hari.
Saya petik beberapa tulisan/kata-kata/ayat yang menarik dalam buku ini untuk sama-sama direnungi bagi kita yang masih hidup.
On yourself and self-development
Have faith in God.
Keep that determination inside you.
Fear is fantasy. Rise above it and watch it disappears.
I lost the fear of failure. I become brave enough to face life head-on...
As always, we were left with two finite choices: surrender or act. Quit or forge ahead.
We had died so many times already; what was one more death? As far as I was concerned, I'd rather die out there in the snow than in the cemetery of the fuselage.
Some people say, "If there's life, there's hope." But for us, it was the opposite: "If there's hope, there's life".
If we were to survive this tragedy, it was up to us.
After overcoming our anxiety, it was time to get to work.
When a mother comes to my office with the tired expression of anguish in her eyes begging me to help her child, I cannot turn her down.
He convinced himself that the positive always outweighs the negative.
I feel that because of his crash in the Andes. I'm obliged to enjoy every day, whether it's sunny or stormy, happy or sad. I have to be grateful for a cup of coffee or a glass of tap water, because that's what I was taught of home.
If you fall, get back and keep going.
I needed to stay calm and keep the faith that God, once again, wouldn't let me down.
I realize that in everything I do, I tend to favor someone who tries his best, who never gives up, despite the outcome, over someone who has better luck and achieves his goal with less effort.
We both challenge our destiny and wrote a new ending.
Effort in the face of adversity is what makes you a stronger person.
Life may be difficult, but it is always worth living. even though suffering. Be courageous.
No food in my nineteen years of life had ever tasted or smelled as delicious as that shepherd's cheese.
...my only real talent was my will to live...
When the first of the survivors returned that afternoon, I felt rush of an emotion I had not felt in a long time: pride.
I wouldn't know whether there would be a tomorrow for me. My body was cramping, and I could barely stand. My pants were wet, my socks soaked.
There were times when I felt as if I couldn't go any farther, and yet, somehow, my legs kept moving.
Necessity had forced us to be more than what we actually were.
On failure or success
If you fail with your children, there is no other success can be good enough.
He always bets on life, against all odds, as he did on his trek. He came so close to death so many times that he truly values life much more than most people do.
Without joy, there is no success..
But I neither regretted the failures nor celebrated the success. I just did what I had to be done.
On Family
They complemented each other, which made for a rare home life for me and my siblings.
It was my mother, finally, who prepared me to understand and confront the mountain.
On Goal in Surviving Situation
Our common goal was to survive, to overcome nature's inherent desire to destroy us.
Focusing only on that small goal and nothing else.
I would give myself small, attainable goals to help me keep pushing forward.
Treks to reach the outside world or die trying. Our goal was to make it or die trying.
I focused on the here and now, what was feasible and each achievement buoyed my spirit.
Perfection is always unachievable, always seeming to move farther into the distance.
Distance was no longer measured in yards or miles, but in steps.
Although it was an arid, desolate place where likely no man had set foot, to me it felt like the gates of paradise.
On Survival Skills
Always know your position.
We had to remain calm; if we panicked, we were dead.
We scratched out an S.O.S into the snow with our feet.
We would gravitate around the best ideas, just as humans might have done to survive at the beginning of time.
Women's perfume became disinfectant, razor blades scalpels, Rugby jerseys became bandages.
Fito strapped a pair of seat cushions to his feet with seat belts to use as makeshift snowshoes.
When it was clear that the search had been called off, we knew we had to turn to eating the dead to survive.
Our first forays out on the mountain were to determine where we were.
We could not imagine in those first desperate days that our shelter would soon become a tomb.
Our story became world famous because of how we survived: by eating those who had died.
The feeling of total and complete starvation, where merely standing up was enough to make us dizzy and pass out from hunger.
We experienced the primitive instinct of true hunger - and perhaps what wild animals feel. It's something innate, irrational.
Because true hunger is atrocious, beastly, instinctive, primordial....
We would have to walk those 35 miles through a mountain range, at a temperature of minus 20 degree Fahrenheit....
I carefully weighed our options to ensure our meager strengths would yield the maximum results.
We would follow the sun, and if we could not see the sun, we would use the compass from the airplane to direct our path.
We became explorers, learning, hit by hit, what other dangers the landscape had in store for us - because there were always dangers, and we always tried to vanquish them.
We seemed at times like the first humans on earth, with no one before us, no ancestors or history. So we had to improvise, to make our own way, to invent.
When we finally resorted to the cadavers to survive, we thought we had gone mad, or that we had become savages. But later, we realized that it was the only sane thing to do.
Teaching by example wasn't just one way to accomplish this: it was the only way.
There was no one right answer for anything we tried on the mountain.
When science and creativity intersect, that's when great innovation happens.
We learned the hard way that none of our trials and errors from the past two months had prepared us for surviving amid the highest peaks.
There were so many possible ways to die it was better to focus on the remote possibility that we'd actually survive.
What mattered was that we had never stopped trying to stay alive and had found a way home.
The origin of life were beginning to emerge in their most primitive forms...
When you're tiptoeing the line between life or death, you don't despair. You either live or die; you quit or you fight on. When you decide you won't resign yourself to dying, you find a strength you never knew you had, and you push beyond the limits of what you thought was possible.
Each hike accomplished two things: It kept our spirits up and it taught us something.
On Team and Teamwork
We needed to stay positive for those who were seriously injured, to give them hope. They were our responsibility, and we refused to disappoint or abandon them.
Selfishness, vanity, dishonor, greedy - was forgotten in this frozen world.
They led the group, but they listened to the other's ideas.
While we were still alive, those of us who were willing said out loud that if we died, the rest could use our bodies to survive.
Discipline, effort, and the cooperation of every player to work together for the sake of the team.
Everything was in short supply of the mountain, but we did have several important strengths: We were a group with a lot in common.
We offered our bodies up to one another so that in the same way, we might all walk off that mountain together.
When one of us was ready to give up and lose hope, it was the others' job to do everything possible to keep them moving forward. We would leave no one behind. We would try to heal their bodies and their minds, sate their hunger and pain in any way possible, and above all, give them hope.
If they won't help us, we'll help ourselves.
I was convinces we were in this together - till death do us part.
What we did was stabilize the injury and stitch together new ties made of metal and glass, of strength and sensitivity, of intelligence and emotion, to protect us as a group and not as isolated individuals.
We both knew we were likely to die out here, but death wouldn't have such an easy time of it.
The four of us, with a razor blade or a shard of glass in hand, carefully cut the clothing off a body whose face we could not bear to look at.
On Society
Teachers and Professors were among the most important people in society.
I encourage the other people to tell their stories about surviving.
On management philosophy
Not making critical decisions when you're exhausted at the end of the day.
A formal education only teaches you to respect standards and protocols, not necessarily how to challenge or overcome them.
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