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I saw her in our neighborhood as the frequent companion of Bongbong C, a childhood playmate who is now blind for being a diabetic. I thought she was Bongbong's wife. She sometimes smiled at me, possibly because she knew I was her classmate. But I didn't know that we were in the same class because I had never met her in any of the class reunions.
Then Bebot D mentioned that classmate Merlyn T died. I didn't know she was referring to Bongbong's frequent companion. I only learned of this after I asked Au-au B to accompany me to the wake to deliver the mass card of the class. (So, there. Now, you know where the extra money last April reunion is going. Financial report is available with Au-au.)
I was cramming for my school exams this afternoon when I decided to have something to eat.
The ref had some unappetizing left-overs from past meals. There were some biscuits of my kids which I considered junk food.
I thought I needed to eat some healthy foods. But there was no maid to cook for me. And I thought that preparing a sandwich was too messy.
Then I saw a bunch of sab-a bananas in our kitchen. I decided to tanok some.
Tinanok nga saging, partnered with a cup of coffee, was just the right merienda for me. It was filling and cholesterol free. Bananas are a valuable source of vitamin B6, vitamin C, and potassium. In some countries, banana extracts are used as a home remedy for the treatment of jaundice and for kidney stones.
The sab-a was from our farm in Cabatuan. Every weekend, when I visit the farm, I make it a point to ask Ramy, the care taker, to tuba for me some bananas. I specifically instruct him to select a small bulig because, almost always, it is only me who eats the sab-a. One bulig with six or less sipi, can just be enough for me.
No doubt about it. Gloria Arroyo is extravagant. And she has a fitting role model in the person of Imelda.
Have a nice, inglorious day!
'Rising tall and majestic in the highest point of Caleruega is the Transfiguration Chapel. From here one can behold the expanse of Caleruega and witness the glorious opus of radiant nature – a symphony of sky, trees, and the distant hills of Batulao. Like St. Peter during Jesus’ transfiguration, anyone who experiences such splendor of nature’s poetry will declare: Lord, it is good for us to be here… (Mt.17:4).'
This was how I was introduced to Caleruega – through the internet. I learned that Caleruega is in Batulao, Nasugbu, Batangas . It is a meditation haven set-up by the Dominican priests. The chapel got its name from the stained glass wall behind the altar dominated by the majestic figure of Christ and flanked by Moses and Elijah. And Caleruega? The name was given by the Dominican priests, in honor of Caleruega in Spain, the birthplace of St. Dominic de Guzman, the founder of the Dominican Order. In fact, the façade of the chapel was copied after the original Caleruega Chapel in Spain.
The couple's two grown-up children bound them together with the ceremonial chord.They were blessed with two children – the eldest is a girl who now works as a professional Pharmacist, and the second is a boy who is a BS Architecture student in the University of Sto. Tomas.
The couple celebrated their 25th wedding anniversary with a renewal of vows at the Caleruega chapel. The flowers were bought by the couple from Dangwa. Together with their kids, they lovingly worked and arranged the bridal bouquet and church decorations. The bride wore a gown by a famous couturier which she and her daughter re-sewed to fit her daring figure. Her hair and make-up were by David Saloon, which according to the bride, she and her daughter re-touched and re-touched to the point where the David Saloon work was erased and only the hefty price tag remained. The sponsors were the couples’ friends and big-time former bosses. And the motley crowd inside the chapel were only close friends and relatives. All the ladies were in gowns. And all the gentlemen were in barong or suit.
Uya and Jesusa, no longer barrio kids, but still attached to the old traditions of the barrio, like living a simple but lasting and happy married life.
Indeed, it was a far cry from the wedding in far away Bgy. Calayo in Cabatuan, where the whole population including the dogs partook of the celebration.@
Today is a HOLIDAY in the Philippines. No work. Today is a big blessing to many who have to make quality time with their families.
But why is today a holiday? Insa?
I tried to refresh my memory of the days that made this day significant. As I juggled with my memory, I was also browsing the Facebook of somebody whom many thought was like me. And I thought I was like him when I was his age - a student leader, aware and involved with social issues, and brimming with idealism and enthusiasm. But I have not fully grasped the depth of his leanings and involvement. Maybe I was biased as I've always regarded him as a child. But seeing a picture in his Facebook jolted me.
As regards him, this was the third time I was jolted to the fact that he has grown.
First time was, when I saw hairs in his armpits. We were in Bohol then, during our annual family long travel. It was hot and we were in sleeveless shirts. It was not the first time that I saw him in similar attire. But this was the first time I saw the hairs. Astig. I always thought he was just a kid. Ngayon, puwede na makabuntis.
The second time I was jolted by this kid-turned-man, was when I heard him speak in a public forum. I knew he was a good public speaker as he was a student leader. But he had never practiced his speeches before me, if indeed he was even practicing. And I never had the opportunity to attend any activity where he spoke. But in this public forum, both of us were slated to speak. And friends who attended were ready to make comparisons. I surmised, he was a very good speaker. And, no, I didn't realize he had grown. On the contrary, for the first time I realized that I HAD grown. I had never entertained the thought of being old. But this time, yes, I felt old. Because here was a man of the next generation, who proved he was ready to take over. Yes, he was good if not better. Yes, I felt old. As many of my classmates and contemporaries looked and acted old. But age is just in the mind.
And now I was jolted again.
His Facebook was nice to read. He looked good in his pictures now that he is with his parents abroad. He looked better now as compared to the last time I saw him when, as his guardian,I accompanied him to NAIA. And I knew him more by his Facebook - his love for country, family, friends,travel. But then I saw this picture. Could he be reading my mind? Can he walk on a path untrammeled by me and still head for the same destination? That picture was of a man he had never seen as the man died before he was born. That man was not as big as Satur or Mao because that man was only big to those who had faced him and worked with him. I thought that nobody knew that man because he was not fodder to contemporary media. And it really jolted me to see THAT picture. To me, whoever in the next generation who admired Lean might have thoughts deeper than mine. Whoever thought Lean was worth emulating is destined for greater heights. Because I knew Lean. I had rubbed elbows with Lean. I'd been there before to tell the great things done by Lean. Yes, the picture I saw in the Facebook of my nephew was that of LEAN ALEJANDRO. And to me, August 21 is not only for Ninoy but also for Lean and for the many others who lighted a candle during the dark nights of the Marcos dictatorship and had died without seeing the light of a new day. @
I hate driving along the provincial roads in Iloilo. And I hate to think that I am not alone on this diabolical scheme of things. Ga-high blood dayon ako. But to calm down, I have to remind myself that Gloria Arroyo will never give a hoot to whatever serious that happens to me on the road. So there. Daw kalmado na ako.
The object of my derision is the so many billboards along the hi-way showing the faces of Gloria Arroyo and her mole and her minions announcing the good things they have done to the road that I am using and possibly the air that I breathe. Parang may passage sa bible saying that 'If you really wanted to do good, don't annouce anymore the goodness of your deeds. Just do the good quietly and without others knowing it.' (Tama ba, Aling Ruth?)
There is a move in the Senate to investigate the informercials on TV and on the radio, which are to me, really political campaigns. But why are the billboards not included? Because these were mostly featuring the mole of Gloria Arroyo? Don't we not suspect Arroyo of engineering her running again for whatever position in the 2010 elections and therefore her mole billboards are also considered premature campaigning?
Sen. Miriam Defensor-Santiago, head of the Senate Committee on Economic Affairs, summoned to a senate hearing several cabinet and other government officials to investigate the rationale and propriety of the airing of infomercials of the same government officials at the time when the election season is fast approaching. The senator suspects that the airing of informercials, passed on as advocacy campaigns, is part of premature campaigning using public funds. She therefore threatens to recommend the filing of graft and corruption charges against the said government officials, who have signified their raging intention to run in the 2010 election.
Summoned to the hearing were Vice-President Noli de Castro, Secretaries Margarito Teves of Finance, Gilbert Teodoro Jr. of Defense, Ronaldo Puno of the Interior and Local Government; Francisco Duque III of Health; Hermogenes Ebdane Jr. of Public Works and Highways; Jesli Lapus of Education; and Nasser Pangandaman of Agrarian Reform; and, Metro Manila Development Authority Chair Bayani Fernando. Other officials in the Executive branch who have infomercials invited to the Senate hearing were Philippine Amusements and Gaming Corp. (Pagcor) chairman Ephraim Genuino and Technical Education and Skills Development Authority (TESDA) chairman Augusto Syjuco. Makati Mayor Jejomar Binay, who has earlier declared his presidential bid, was also invited in the Senate hearing to explain his own infomercial.
Duda kang raku, ginpatawag ni Miriam ang dya nga hearing para ma-imbistigahan ang ana 'kaaway' nga si DILG Sec. Ronaldo Puno, nga may ana man nga infomercial parte sa nahimuan kuno kang DILG, kag ang ana hitsura ang ginpakita sa infomercial. Sa madumduman, ginapatihan ni Miriam nga si Puno ang instrumento para mapiyerdi tana ni Ramos sa 1992 Presidential election.
Kuwarta bala ni Gloria ang gingamit para magka-kuryente ang Iloilo? Kunsabagay, sarangan gani niya magpakaon sa bili nga PhP 1,000,000.00 sa New York. Pasensiya ang mga taga-Iloilo nga waay kasunod. Magsanlag na lang kamo baringon kag magkihad kamatis.
August 16, 2009. 2:00 pm. Cabatuan Roman Catholic Church. Lubong ka tatay ni Esay. Ang 2:00pm nga misa nahimo nga 2:35 pm kay ang una nga requiem mass para sa lubong ka tatay ni Noni Baldeviso nagbuhay kay raku ang picture taking. Insa nga kang lubong ni Cory waay man it picture taking?
Another social occassion para sa class as represented by Bebot, Gloria, adopted klasmet Magda, etc. Ang mga etcetera amo ran ang waay tanda it picture.
Si Gene kag Elsa pagkatapos ka misa kag picture taking. Nagasunod sanda sa lungon pa-gwa sa simbahan.
Ang darwa nga diya nga naka-itom ma-umpisa ron kuno mangumpanya. Ti nami bala ran pamatian sa lubong? Daw nagapanulay sanda nga magraku ang patay para raku man ang tinion para pangumpanya. Astig gid.
Pag-umpisa ka panaw ka lubong may nag-entra pa gid nga isa. Baw daw nagaparada tanda sa piyesta. Daw waay tanda nagakumpanyar. Halin sa simbahan asta sa patyo, waay tanda ti ginhimo kundi maghiri-hiri. Nagakasadya tanda. Ti mayad bala ran? Ang iba nga ginhagad kag waay mag-agto, ginlibak. Amo ran nga kinahanglan mag-agto kaw gid kon ginahagad ikaw. Kay kon indi gani, ikaw pagalibakon. Mirisi.
Pagkatapos lubong, masigpangita ron ka purungkuan para magkaon. Amo lang gid dya ang ginahulat nanda. Paki-click ang picture sa tuo. Amo ran ang ginlub-ngan kay Nelia Orrica - ang tambok nga baye kang elementary kag high school. Ay patay ron tana? Nadumdoman ko, nanugid tana nga ginpabusong tana ni Langlang. Diin ron gali si Langlang? Patay ron man? 
Baw diya tana daring gid ang dating. I-click ang picture to enlarge. Para ma-man-an kon tunay. Pero gin-sara niya man sa sunod nga pic.@
If I have PhP 2,000,000.00 (Yes, two million pesos), I will dine in Le Cirque (native French speakers say Lu Cirk, non-French speakers read it as Le Cirk) in New York. I will see to it that the bill for my dinner should hover near PhP 1,000,000.00. Bakit si Gloria Arroyo lang ba ang marunong ng tinatawag na high life? And after dining and wining in that fancy and pricey restaurant, I will hire a stretch limo with a white-gloved chauffer to drive me around New York City, and off to Washington DC where I will reserve a table overlooking the sidewalk for lunch (Barack Obama might see me as he walks to his office, and might want to have a chat with me.) in that other fancy restaurant, the Bobby Van’s Steakhouse at 15th Street. Ah, Ms. Arroyo, eat your heart out. I will splurge like no other but Gloria Arroyo.
Note: I saw this email dated June 18, 2008 in my Sent box. I sent this to many of my friends and relatives. I warned them about the scam I experienced. I copied the email, without editing, for this post.
Today I became a victim of a cellphone scam. Nakakahiya!
As soon as I left our house, a male voice called my wife asking about me. He introduced his self as my relative, as we carry the same surname. As I was not around, he asked for my cp. My wife hesitated but he said it was an emergency.
Then I received a text message while driving. I ignored it as the number was not registered in my cp. When I was in school, I read the message. He gave his name and that he had a road accident in Barotac Viejo; the car he was driving hit a child. I called my cousins to inquire about the name. Unluckily, all the cp I called just rang. No answer. Then my 'relative' called my cp. He sounded calm. I asked about where he lives, and the names of his parents. He gave an address in our town and some names which were familiar. In my mind, he sounded the same as the person he claimed to be. As the talk dragged on, I asked how I can help. He asked for PhP 200 load as he will call Manila and he could not leave the place to buy load. I was relieved. He asked for a very small help. I asked somebody to buy him load. After a while he texted again that the child he hit, died. As I was slow in replying, he called my cp to convey the bad news. He said he was in the office of Mayor Myrna Tupas, negotiating with the parents; and that his lawyer Atty. Gerochi is on the way from the city. I thought to myself, bigtime ang relative ko! After sometime I asked him to keep me posted and hang up. Then he texted again that he needed more load. He'll pay in the afternoon when he reached the city. Nagpasa-load ako ng PhP60, the maximum. Then he texted that the parents were asking money. He could not leave if he could not give. He asked my help. I texted back I didn't have money. But I could negotiate with his aunt in our town.
As I was already at home, I called her purported aunt to inquire about him. His 'aunt' was the first to hint of a scam. I called the hospitals in Barotac Viejo, and the town's police station. According to them, no vehicular accident that day. I texted my 'relative' and inquired again about the names of his parents. No reply. I baited him to reply by texting I have PhP 3,000 ready for him. No reply. Maybe he thought I was smalltime! I was scammed!
Texts from far and unknown relatives asking for help is not new to me. But these are helps of where to go, whom to see, etc., etc. No one asked for money.
Anyway, it was a lesson worth PhP 260. Smalltime. But be aware.
As a woman, Colay has come full circle – from an expectant wife, to an ecstatic mother, to a doting owaw, and now a grieving widow. She tackles her latest role like an Aquino - serene and dignified in grief like Cory, and radiant and photogenic in black like Kris. And as Colay essays this part with sweet memories of Boy V, her late husband, others look at her with envy because si Colay balo na kag sanda laon man gihapon. (OK lang kon bingkong. Pero laon as in wala gid. Baw, waay gid tanda ka-intindi kon ano sayuron ang sulat ni Shakespeare, ‘It’s beter to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.’ Insa ginpapasar tanda ni Maroma sa Literature?) What more can a woman ask (other than to have another crack at becoming a wife, this time to a foreigner, para iba naman)?
Boy V died of a lingering illness. The funeral started with a mass at 2:00pm August 8, 2009 at the Cabatuan Parish Church. Interment followed at the Cabatuan Roman Catholic Cemetery.
During the funeral, the widow and the rest, were teary-eyed but composed, sad but solemn. These could be the hallmarks of schooled (i.e. stoic) and religious (the dead goes back to his God) mourners. The wailing and the buckets of tears were reserved for the old folks of the barrios.
Former President Corazon Aquino was laid to rest today. It was a non-working holiday. I decided to start the day with a quick visit to the farm.
It was raining intermittently. It rained hard last night leaving some puddles and broken branches on the streets. PAGASA said typhoon Kiko had returned.
As I drove to the highway, I saw some bouquets of yellow flowers beside the road. I thought parang libing ni Cory. Sa Iloilo ini. But then I saw straight ahead some posts with yellow ribbons tied around them. They were few but they stood out. And yes they were there in honor of Cory Aquino. Who says that only Manila felt the loss? Carwash boys and ordinary sreet vendors gathered and arranged yellow flowers in softdrink bottles to be placed along the road. Petty things from small people, but commendable acts still.
The rains were pouring. Yellow bouquets fell on the pavement beside yellow dead leaves obviously felled by the passing storm. Wet yellow ribbons stuck to the house railings. Yellow torn plastic hang on fences. Some meant as offerings, others were plain dirt. But the Cory occasion blurred the distinction. Indeed, nature and the scum of the earth, too, could mourn with the nation.
A Hayden Kho soap dispenser! Imagine how the ladies will scream at the sight and the feel of liquid soap oozing towards their palms. Yuck!@
Drive carefully kuno. Pero naisip man ayhan nanda kon traffic hazard ang anda ginahimo? Kay naga-init ang ulo ka mga motorista kon makita ang anda hitsura?
Waay man ayhan ti naaksidente kon makita ang hitsura ni Gloria Arroyo?
Pero sa bahin kang Pavia, daw waay gid ti hitsura politiko sa baid dalan. Ginpabutangan abi ni Mayor Gorriceta ti mga 'Do not Lie. Do not steal.' billboards. Gani waay ti maisog magbutang ka anda hitsura kay man-an man kon sin-o ang mga butigon. May iba pa nga bersyon ang billboard sa ibabaw. Ang 'Do not lie to the people and to your wife.' Maan kon sin-o ang ginapatup-an nanda ka dya. @
