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Iba talaga ang aking pakiramdam sa tuwing ako’y bumabalik sa aking mahal na bayan. May galak sa aking puso at tuwa sa aking isipan kahit na paulit-ulit bawat linggo ang aking paroo’t parito. Isang linggong hamon ng pakikibaka. Lahat ng lungkot at agam-agam ay napapawi. Napapalitan ng panibagong lakas at pag-asa ang napapagal kong katawan kapag ako’y nakabalik na.

Ang aking tinutuluyan sa ibang lugar kapag ako’y na de-destino ay paiba-iba. Minsan ako’y tumutuloy sa hotel o di kaya’y lodging house. Maganda pag ako’y nakahanap ng boarding house. Katulad nitong ako’y nasa Kabacan. Nakakuha ako ng isang boarding house sa tulong ng aking ka-opisina. Di naman masyadong maganda ang silid subalit tama na sa akin ang ganoong kwarto. May isang kamang gawa sa kahoy at mga built-in cabinet na mapaglagyan ng mga kagamitan. Dalawa lang ang aking bag na dala-dala kapag ako’y naglalakbay. Walang masyadong mabigat na pasanin. Halos mga kakailanganin lang ang aking bitbit: mga damit, sapatos, panloob na kasuotan, sipilyo, iba’t ibang klase ng gamot, kwarderno, pluma at iba pa. Syempre di ko makalimutang dalhin ang aking Bibliyang bigay pa sa akin ng aking kaklase noong high school. Ito ang palaging nagbibigay sa akin ng inspirasyon sa anumang sitwasyon ng aking paglalakbay. May dala din akong pocketbook na mapaglibangan ko kapag ako’y walang ginagawa lalo na sa himpilan ng bus. Nakakabagot maghintay subalit kapag may dala akong libro, ilang pahina lang ng masayang pagbabasa ay nandyan na ang paparating na bus.

Masaya tumuloy sa boarding house. Marami kang makikilalang bagong kaibigan. Sa aking bagong tinutuluyan, maraming mga estudyante. Masarap makipagkwentuhan sa kanila. Huwaran ang kanilang pananaw. Sila’y puno ng sigla’t kagalakan. Parang naalala ko rin ang aking mga karansan bilang estudyante noon sa MSU. Kayraming aralin at mga asignaturang gagawin, mga gawaing sosyal at sibiko ang aking inatupag noon. Nakakapagod man ay sulit din ang tagumpay na aking nakamtan. Isang prestihiyosong titulo ang iginawad sa aking masusi at matiyagang pagsusunog ng kilay.

Sa aking kasalukuyang estado, lubos ang aking kagalakan sa mga panibagong hamon. Bilang isang binata, walang masyadong problemang kinkaharap. Madestino man ako sa malayong lugar, wala akong pangamba. Solong katawan ko lang ang aking intindihin, walang alinlagan. Di naman ako sobrang materyoso kaya wala akong problema sa mga bagay bagay. Ang mahalaga’y makakain lamang sa tamang oras at makapagpahinga kapag sumapit ang dilim. Di ko inaalala ang anupamang bagay sapagkat alam ko na ang lahat ng aking kakailangannin ay tutugunan ng Poong Maykapal.

Minsan kapag ako’y nasa aking higaan at nakikita ko ang aking paligid, naiisip kong napakasimple ng buhay. Sa dala dala kong dalawang bag, hawak ko ang mundo. Dalawang bag lang ang buhay ko. Pakiramdam ko, ako’y tunay na mayaman dahil wala akong ibang mabigat na pasanin.

Hindi naman lahat masarap o di kaya madali ang buhay manlalakbay. Sa totoo, napakaraming suliranin ang aking kinakaharap. Ako’y pihikan din subalit sa mga panahong kinakailangang magtiis, nakakayanan ko ring magtiis. Sa panahong ako’y maysakit, mahirap din. Nandiyan ang masamang pakiramdam. Kailangan magpahinga subalit kailangan magtrabaho. Pinipili kong kayanan ang aking karamdaman sapagkat alam kong mas mahalaga ang aking pagpasok sa trabaho. Gumagaan naman ang aking pakiramdam sa mabuting pakikitungo ng aking mga kasama sa trabaho. Masaya sa piling nila.

Dahil dito, napagtanto ko na walang imposible sa buhay. Lahat kakayanin pag nasa positibong pananaw. Kung nakikita ang kapangitan sa anumang bagay, lahat ng negatibo ay matatanaw subalit pag kagandahan naman ang nakikita sa anumang bagay, nandoon din ang lahat ng kabutihan.

Back Again

It’s great to be back again in my hometown. It’s been five days that I’ve stayed in Kabacan. I rented there a room in a boarding house along Abellera Street near Wesleyan Bible School, recommended by my officemate Bing. I got it for a very minimal amount, called student’s price. I feel like a student once again, travelling and coming home every weekend. I have boardmates who are students in University of Southern Mindanao. I’m glad to be acquainted with them.
It’s good to see my family doing well. The new venture of my younger sister called ATM, stands for Automatic Tubig Machine is on its way. When I got home the structure was already constructed. It’s going to be operational soon. It’s a good investment that I supported which will later produce additional income. Maybe next week when I come home, the system will be successfully installed. I was able to meet my friend Jun Fresco, the owner of this business yesterday when he dropped to inspect the structure.
Later in the evening, Kuya Dodong and I went to inspect if the harvest of rice in my area was finished. Indeed, it was done and ready for processing. Soon it will be sacked and sold in the market. I treated Kuya Dodong and Ongkid with some drinks from our store.
This morning, I attended the third mass. I wasn’t able to attend the second mass. Last night,Jing Jing, Roger and I agreed to attend the earlier mass but I did not make it because I had a transaction with Ate Tess this morning. I washed my clothes and had lunch in my auntie Ebing’s house. The boxing fight of Marquez and Mayweather was on the 8th round when I arrived. Mayweather won the game.
I went to Fit Mart Mall and paid my electric bill. I met Agnes Paglinawan, my former co-member in our High School choir. I told her that this morning, I watched the world tour concert of Mariah Carey and I recalled her because of the song “Hero”. She used o sing this song when we were in High School. She answered me that maybe it was a sign of our meeting.
I missed the High School Choir group. I still remember some of our songs, Panis Angelicus, The Lord’s Prayer, Buhay ay Yaman, Masdan mo ang Kapaligiran, Tuldok, Masdan mo ang Mga Bata, May Isang Bayan, Gonna Build a Mountain, Himig ng Pag-ibig, Magsimula Ka, etc. These songs have special place in my heart because it reminds me of my happy days in High School together with other choir members. I recalled how we practiced and prepared during rehearsals for our various competitions and performances. It was very tedious and hectic. Our choir conductor that time was Mr. Jurilla. He was very particular of the mastery of the song and the choreography. We frequently stayed late at night for the practice. But our victories and experiences were worth remembering. The experience taught me patience and hard work. In order to succeed, one must persist and prepare. Practice makes perfect.
Things happen unexpectedly. It may occur unnoticeably, plainly or vividly. These moments become precious for it helps you recall people, things, places and events. It will help you connect to the past and make you aware who you are and what you’ve been through. We cannot turn back time but deep within our rich memory we can go visit the past and cherish the beautiful memories we have created at various points in our life.

Helping Hand

Woah! I’m excited! I woke up today refreshed and kicking. After three days of giving benefits to indigent people of Sen. Ninoy Aquino in Isulan, it feels good. I’ve been tasked to pay-out sums of money to beneficiaries determined by DSWD in connection with the government’s program called 4Ps (Pantawid Pamilyang Pilipino Program). It’s really overwhelming to hear people say, “Thank you!” for the blessings they have received from the government. I have seen indigenous poor Filipino people deserving of governments assistance. Some of them dressed in their cultural attire, barefooted. Other said that they only took “nganga” to lessen the hunger they felt just to be there. The amount they have received can be used to buy food and clothing. I’m just sad about the obnoxious “honorable” politicians hovering to be seen by people and be recognized. Instead of helping the poor, they have caused inconvenience so the releasing was stopped. Oh filthy politicians insatiable for attention! Can you just work silently helping people? Why should you make known your good deeds? For personal gain and recognition and in the advancement of your “honorable post”? It can’t be denied that politicians need to be seen to be heard and recognized but it should be done in a manner that advances the common good of all and not for personal interest.
Today, it is the commemoration of the 26th death anniversary of Sen. Ninoy Aquino who sacrificed his life to stand for good governance, fighting a dictator. Let this day be a reminder that we have to live their ideals. Everybody should take part the benefits and burdens of our nation.

Bruised

It was a one fine day. I never expected that an accident would happen. It was our LBP 46th anniversary. We had wellness activities held in South Cotabato Gymnasium. I actively participated in “Karakasa” which is a kind of exercise similar to “Taebo”. I was happy seeing my colleagues from different branches. Some of whom I befriended when I was assigned in their branches. It was a lot of fun and energy that my T-shirt was soaked with sweat. After watching the volleyball game I decided to go home to change my shirt. When I reached home I felt a different kind of heat on my face. I drank water to be relieved but the sensation never faded. I washed my face. I felt a little comfort. I drove towards the gym but upon reaching the overpass downtown, there was a Nissan Patrol car in the fast lane signaling to turn right. I was on the slow lane but I was moving fast. I saw the signal quite late that applying break would cause my motorcycle to be skid or tumble. I moved fast not to hit the car but I hit the shoulder of the road. There and then, my motorcycle fell. I hit my eyebrow somewhere. It was lacerated irregularly. My three front teeth were broken. One was severely fractured. A tricycle driver brought me to the nearest hospital. From the mirror of the tricycle, I saw my terrible face, my damaged teeth and blood in my mouth and face flowing.
I should have taken heed of some the signs I have encountered. The different heat I felt when I arrived home should have given a sense to sit or relax for a short while and never be too in a hurry. If not for hurrying, I could have avoided the accident. The helmet that I usually wear should have made me think twice of not going to drive.
In the hospital, I was grateful that I was given immediate attention. My lacerated skin in my eyebrow was stitched. My other bruises were cleansed and treated. A little later, my father and Ate Elsa arrived to attend to my situation. I am grateful to them. Some of my officemates visited to see my condition. I was happy to see them.
I am glad that during those times, I was comforted by the people who knew me. I felt love and the situation became easy to bear. I applied for a 5-day sick leave. I am happy that today I’m on the 6th day of my recovery. I give thanks to God for sparing my life and giving me another chance to continue living. The situation I’ve been through made my faith stronger than before. I know how painful it was for Jesus to die on the cross for my sins. His sacred heart has saved me not only in my accident but my sinful spirit too. I was reminded that life is short indeed. It should be lived well for others. I cannot be proud of anything – good looks can vanish in a split of a second. Health and wealth can be taken by God anytime. It was a humbling experience. My injuries were nothing compared to what Jesus suffered. God was bruised more than I bruised, all to offer His life for us.

My Favorite President

Corazon 'Cory' Aquino is my favorite president because she is a leader by example. She upheld great values and never compromised the welfare of the Filipino people. She is simple but just like little David who defeated Goliath, she toppled a dictator.

One thing I liked about her was her faith in God. She was very prayerful and she set an example that there is no big problem in prayer.

She was an ordinary person with extraordinary belief.

Now that our beloved President is gone, all I can say is a message of thanks for her contribution in the lives of many Filipino. Her love for our country will always be an inspiration and her unwavering faith will radiate in the hearts of the Filipino people who loves her very much. I love you President Cory Aquino!

AN ACTION-PACKED ADVENTURE

My cousin Omar and I had a great adventure in heading to new places that awaited us with exuberant thrilling experience. We didn’t know what’s going to happen along the way and the feeling gave us intense excitement even for long hours of wait and travel.

It was already noontime of May 26, 2009 when we reached Camp Sabros in Kapatagan, Digos City for the first time where the longest zipline course in Asia is installed. The view was exhilarating and the cool breeze gave us comforting atmosphere. The place was undeniably fascinating and there were plenty of tourists around. We were happy to find new friends who were visiting from Cagayan de Oro and just like us, were strangers to the wonders of our native land. Thanks to them, they took some of our pictures together.

After lunch, we immediately engaged in the zipline that was set very high. We could barely see inches of trees from above. The first pass is a tandem so my fear was lessened because Omar and I will be going together. My heart beat faster than ever as we rushed along the zipline cable; more so when we had to sit on the steel case in the second pass of the course. All we could see is an awesome miniature view of the plains and mountains where myriad of plants and trees flourish. When we started moving along the cable, all our fears vanished that we could not help but shout “Yahooooo!!!” at the top of our lungs like Tarzan shouts “Aooooooooh!!!” We were like Supermen for some minutes of experience that seemed like flying over the grandiose creatures of the land.

On the following day, we traveled towards Cagayan de Oro City from Davao City for another adventure – whitewater rafting along Cagayan River. It was a long 7-hour bus ride passing different cities and municipalities, plains, valleys and mountains. It was also a travel passing through different bridges and seeing liver-stretching cliffs and ravines. Thrilled by just seeing these wonderful sights, all the pains and exhaustion were meaningless.

Cagayan de Oro is also known as the “Golden City of Friendship”. The city is developed in its commerce, rich in history and blessed with various natural resources and wonders. There are many tourist destinations in Cagayan de Oro. One of which is the Cagayan River where you can get a whole lot of fun and excitement from whitewater rafting.

I haven’t known of this until I saw one of my friends’ pictures. My friend Pong was one good reason too of visiting the place. I haven’t seen him for more than four years. He is one good friend I could count on. He is a kidney transplant survivor and seeing him alive and kicking is truly amazing. We were buddies then in Gen. Santos City way back 1998 during a Banker’s December Presentation. Busy as he is with his work, He gave us some information and that led us to another unforgettable experience.

We got to Cagayan past 3 o’clock P.M. on May 27, 2009. We checked-in to a chic hotel then trying to contact somebody who could guide us along the river on the following day. We were informed that a minimum of 6 participants is needed to go for the activity. It felt sorry until we got a message later that a booking was made by some group who could accommodate us. We gained life after that information. Pong accompanied us in the evening during dinner and acquainted us with some of CDO’s night life and places. We went to a bar where we enjoyed drinks and music played by a local band. He introduced us to some of his friends and the chat went lively.
After the night was over, Omar and I got back with our pleasure hunt. Whitewater rafting was new to us. We never knew what to expect. Come what may, we just prepared ourselves for the escapade.

Before the 12:30 P.M. pickup time, we visited the Museum de Cagayan in Xavier University (Ateneo de Cagayan). We got to know the history of the place, its people and beliefs and how our great national hero had influenced the lives of its populace during the heyday of his writing revolution. “La Solidaridad”, a famous newspaper he created together with great heroes Marcelo H. Del Pilar and Graciano Lopez Jaena circulated in the area. We seemed to get back to the past. It felt great that after the war was over and the place had propelled to where it stands now, we were there to appreciate the bounty of the place.

Time to meet our guides and raftmates, a jeepney picked us up. We were then headed off to the rafting site, the Cagayan River. This body of water separates Bukidnon to one side and Cagayan de Oro on the other side. Before the engagement, we were briefed with some important information about rafting safety and preparedness. One good point is to always follow what the guide will instruct. Do not throw garbage in the river. Instruction was given on how the rescue operation would progress at times when the raft would capsize.

Due to the rainy season, the waters were quite silted unlike during summers when the waters are clear; beautiful, whitish splashes are created. Nevertheless, it did not affect the action we derived from the rapids that gave us a splendid adrenalin rush. We followed what the guide would instruct us and we played so much with the current that goes along with the water. Rowing was difficult at first but as we went along the long kilometer stretch of the river, rowing just came easy. We passed by some still waters but during we approached the rapids, we do keep watch of the instruction of our guide. These were situations that we got a lot of water pressure at the same time managing to stabilize our raft. The toss and turn of the waters never fail us to give a great “Whoa!” from our lips. We also came to know rowing the forward stroke and back stroke, some terms like rapids, “kiss the wall”, whirlwind rapids, surprise rapids and some rapids named after certain events that occurred in the past like the “Kris drop rapids” where a participant named Kris was dropped when passing particular rapids. Along the river path we experienced swimming in still waters. Our guide may allow us to get off the raft and feel the waters with just a life jacket and a helmet on.

On some occasions we would do the high five by raising and bringing our paddles together when we felt great or when we overcame aggressive rapids. When still waters are lengthy our guides would create shower using the paddle. The situation would cause us to giggle.

The river was deep. At times along the way, we tried to submerge our paddle and it would measure more that its length. Swimming in the river was dangerous but it never felt that exciting until we go deep down or away the raft.

It is so amazing how danger and excitement go together in activities like this. Such may cause one’s life. But even in still waters when you least expect and think that you feel safe the most, certain unwanted situations just occur, even when you feel there’s no danger at all, some things might happen.

Life is unfathomable, miraculous, precious, dangerous… It is lived by some in fear… while others in excitement… You choose… For us, we’re already done with the zipline… done through water rafting and… Life is a blessing!

Rapids of Our Lives

Looking back at the rafting experience we have had, it was filled with so much fun and adventure. The rapids were important factor for that feeling of excitement. Without the rapids, the voyage would turn out to be plain paddling. At first, whenever we got to approach the rapids, I was so afraid. I felt I might fall out of the raft. As we went along, I got adjusted and used to the shake. Without the rapids, the experience would not be thrilling.

The rapids are noisy, energetic and rowdy. They are shallow compared to still waters. They are created by the boulders and the volume of water that flows through it. Rapids are the difficult situations along the river. It may cause you to spill out of the raft or worse it might capsize the vessel. But rapids aren’t something to be dealt with fear rather it should be welcomed with fun and delight.

A whirlwind kind of rapids will cause the vessel to turn around. It may get you dizzy. Some rapids will give you surprise. They say passing through what they call “surprise” rapids get some vessels tossed and turned up side down spilling out those on board. It’s scary. Our experience was different. We got tossed several times and I felt there’s no end to it. My gosh! It’s really frightening. When we were tossed upward I seemed to get off balanced. But we were reminded to get our feet tucked at the beam of the raft. Fortunately, we never got overturned.

The river is a very good illustration of our lives. We move along the river path, whether we like it or not. The current will bring us somewhere. There will be moments in still waters; there will be rapids. Life isn’t always journeying in still waters. Sometimes, we pass by the rapids. Life is not always easy. At times, it may be difficult. Sometimes we feel bored along the still waters but sometimes the rapids will give way for excitement. Along the river, we seem to have no choice. But we do have choice. We can set the sail of our raft. We can paddle forward or backward. We can go along with the tide so that we can rest paddling for a while. When the rapids seem to be turbulent, hold your head up high. Never be afraid. Get excited! It may give us some setbacks but if we never stop, we will overcome the difficult situations and we will emerge stronger than before.

Let’s welcome the rapids of our lives!