Why should we walk according to Pura Santillan-Castrence?
There are a thousand reasons why we should walk. It could be for health reasons, financial reasons, or other reason there is. In her essay, Shall We Walk, Pura Santillan-Castrence, a writer, shared some of her thoughts on why we should walk. Here are some of it:
1. Walk and be healthy. Walking keeps our bodies fit and going. Unconsciously and painlessly, our important muscles are put into play while walking. Leg muscles, abdominal muscles and back muscles are in action. Even our arms swing to and fro as we walk. Walk vigorously and enthusiastically for it also improves blood circulation. Better blood circulation is equal to better thinking. Walking also improves someone's eyesight as he/she gazes upon different views allowing his/her eyes to relax. Thus, walking gives us the exercise our bodies badly need.
2. Walking helps us save money. Nowadays, it is really better to be practical. If your office, school, the market, church etc. is just 10-15 minutes walk away, then walk! You have save your money!
3. Walking allows us to see the beauty of the world. We have such a magnificent world, so you might as well consider gazing upon its attractions. Not just the attractions and places but human beings are also fascinating. Walking allows you to see interesting human beings of all types. The happy ones, the frustrated ones, the youth, old grannies, kids, couples, beggars, the wealthy ones, and everyone of all sorts. Isn't it amazing to encounter them? Even the little things in this world can have so much impact on you.
4. Walking can be the perfect form of meditation. Let nature soothe your restless spirits. Let city sights entertain your tired souls. Walking makes your decisions in life more appropriate. It makes your choices better. It makes you think of solutions to problems easier. If you want to be wiser and be of sounder mind, then walk!
5. Walk and know yourself. The best companion in the world is yourself. Have some Me-time! Date yourself, know yourself, create yourself and be acquainted with yourself through walking.
Monday, May 16, 2016
Can Love Be Measured?
No.
You cannot measure love. Why? Because you just can’t. No one can.
Love is wider than the universe, higher than the skies, vaster than space, hotter than the sun, so on and so forth. It is immeasurable, that’s just the way it is. I can’t even define it with words, how much more if I measure it. Because love is immense, limitless, boundless, countless, endless, and infinite. As one of my favorite quote says, “Not everything needs to be measured to be valued. And many of the best things can’t be.”
How Do You Know That You Are Loved?
Through words.
“I love you.” No one is sweeter than someone who can vocally say that he/she loves you, someone who can shout to the world what you really mean to him/her, someone who is proud to have you and expresses his/her overwhelming feelings verbally. Spoken romantic words of affection are to me, the sweetest to hear. For who could not be moved by those tickling and caressing speeches. Hearing those kind of words makes you feel loved, wanted and cared for.
Trough actions.
Actions speak louder than words indeed. Your words paired with your actions would make your love very convincing. Because sometimes words aren’t enough. What’s the value of sweet words if your actions speak contrastingly. Remember, actions are very essential to back up every word you say. Actions, gestures and even body language itself make me aware that I am loved and could make me fall head over heels. Words may fool you but actions won’t.
Through the eyes.
Sometimes the eyes can say more than the mouth. A stare can possesses a thousand meanings. When it comes to love, just look at the person straight into the eyes, for the eyes can not lie. When he/she looks straight back at you with tantalizing, sparkling eyes, then that person loves you. And above all, deep eye contact is more intimate than words will ever be.
Through sweet smiles.
Love is when you smile at each other sweetly, not saying a single word, but both of you knew that your feelings crossed each other. There really is something about sweet smiles. It’s not fake nor deceiving. It’s not pretentious nor luring. The feeling when his smile just made your day. The feeling when though he’s hurting he’s still able to smile for you. Somehow, sweet smiles are like drugs. You would crave hard for these.
Friday, May 13, 2016
Like The Molave
Like the Molave
Rafael Zulueta da Costa
Not yet Rizal, not yet. Sleep not in peace:
There are a thousand waters to be spanned;
There are a thousand mountains to be crossed;
There are a thousand crosses to be borne.
Our shoulders are not strong;
Our sinews are grown flaccid with dependence, smug with ease under another’s wing.
Rest not in peace
Not yet Rizal, not yet.
The land has need of young blood and what younger than your own
Forever spilled in the great name of freedom
Forever oblate on the altar of the free?
Not you alone, Rizal.
O souls and spirits of the martyred brave, arise!
Arise and scour the land!
Shed once again your willing blood!
Infuse the vibrant red into our thin anemic veins
Until we pick up your Promethean tools
And strong out of the depthless matrix of your faith in us
We carve for all time your marmoreal dream!
Until our people seeing are become
Like the molave, firm, resilient, staunch
Rising on the hillside, unafraid
Strong in its own fiber, yes, like the molave!
Not yet, Rizal, not yet.
There are a thousand mountains to be crossed;
There are a thousand crosses to be borne.
Our shoulders are not strong;
Our sinews are grown flaccid with dependence, smug with ease under another’s wing.
Rest not in peace
Not yet Rizal, not yet.
The land has need of young blood and what younger than your own
Forever spilled in the great name of freedom
Forever oblate on the altar of the free?
Not you alone, Rizal.
O souls and spirits of the martyred brave, arise!
Arise and scour the land!
Shed once again your willing blood!
Infuse the vibrant red into our thin anemic veins
Until we pick up your Promethean tools
And strong out of the depthless matrix of your faith in us
We carve for all time your marmoreal dream!
Until our people seeing are become
Like the molave, firm, resilient, staunch
Rising on the hillside, unafraid
Strong in its own fiber, yes, like the molave!
Not yet, Rizal, not yet.
The glory hour will come.
Out of the silent dreaming from the seven-thousand fold silence
We shall emerge, saying WE ARE FILIPINOS
And no longer be ashamed
Sleep not in peace.
The dream is not yet fully carved.
Hard the wood but harder the blows
Yet the molave will stand
Yet the molave monument will rise
And gods walk on brown legs
Out of the silent dreaming from the seven-thousand fold silence
We shall emerge, saying WE ARE FILIPINOS
And no longer be ashamed
Sleep not in peace.
The dream is not yet fully carved.
Hard the wood but harder the blows
Yet the molave will stand
Yet the molave monument will rise
And gods walk on brown legs
Reaction:
The poem aims to awaken each of every Filipino’s inner patriotism, our heartfelt love and devotion to our country, the Philippines. Yes! We had suffered so much. And up until now, we are still struggling. The poem wants us to be firm, strong, sturdy and solid like the Molave to make it through the hardships we had encountered, the hardships we’re facing now and the hardships that will soon arrive.
The poem also stresses that we, the Filipinos, are still enslaved of other countries and that we are still dependent on them. It is said in the poem that we aren’t that strong yet, that we need bigger nations to help lift us and that in order to survive we need to cling to them for goodness sake. We cannot be like this forever. Many Filipinos had shed their very blood in order for us to gain freedom. Fearlessly, they fought hard for our country even it cost them their lives. That’s why the author encourages us to do our part as citizens of this country. We need to free ourselves from hiding under others’ wings because in fact we can fly on our own, we can soar to greater heights! We must be independent, be self-sufficient by any means.
The poem also tells us that the road we’re about to cross would be rocky. But somehow, we need to be resilient. Our country needs to stand up every time it falls. We, the citizens ourselves, must rise, must be unafraid and must move. Just keep moving forward, though slowly, as long as we’re not stagnated on our current condition. For at the end of the road, glory is awaiting us.
The poem for me, also narrates that the youth, the young ones are the key to make our country prosper. It is us, the younger generation, whom our country needs. So we must work hard not just for the benefit of one’s self but also for the betterment of our country. Let’s refrain from being deviant and our country’s source of pain, rather let us be the hope of our nation. The poem further tells us, that we must be willing to take the responsibility in healing our country’s wounds and pushing it to the peak of its success.
Thursday, May 12, 2016
Why I Love My Philippines (A Travelogue)
Philippines, my Philippines! There's so much to be proud of: beaches, falls, lakes, hills, mountains, caves so on and so forth. Our country is blessed with so many wonders, countless actually. I promise you, an experience in the Philippines is worth your time and your money. So come on!
Puerta Princesa Underground River
The Puerta Princesa Underground River, also known as St. Paul's Underground River Cave, is more than 15 miles long with 5.1 miles of it underground. The river can be accessed by boat for up to 2.7 miles. The cave features stalactites and stalagmites and the 'Italian's Chamber' which is one of the largest cave rooms in the world.
Chocolate Hills
The Chocolate Hills are a UNESCO World Heritage Site featuring at least 1,260 hills that resemble the chocolate candy kisses. These iconic hills extend over 20 square miles (50 sq km). During the dry season they turn brown and resemble the candy, thus the name.
Tubbataha Reef
The Tubbataha Reef is a natural park and UNESCO World Heritage Site. The reef and atolls extend over a 374.6 square mile area. The reef features 360 coral species and is home to 600 fish species, 11 shark species, and 13 dolphin and whale species.
San Juanico Bridge
The San Juanico Bridge is a piece of the Pan-Philippine Highway and extends across the San Juanico Strait. It has a total length of 1.34 miles (2.16 km) and it is the longest bridge in the Philippines.
Boracay
Boracay island was voted best island in the world by Travel & Leisure magazine. The island is approximately seven kilometers long with a dog-bone shape. The total island extends 10.32 square kilometers.
Taal Volcano
Tall Volcano reaches a peak of 1,020 feet (311 m). It is the second most active volcano in the country. The Tall Caldera does fill with water to create a lake. Considered one of the most picturesque and scenic views in the Philippines.
Hundred Islands National Park
The Hundred Islands National Park actually number 124 islands during the low tide. At least one of the islands becomes submerged during high tide. The islands extend over 6.47 square miles (16.76 sq km).
Mayon Volcano
Mayon Volcano is an active volcano reaching a peak of 8,081 feet (2,463 m). It is considered the "perfect cone" because of its almost symmetrical cone shape. It was the first protected area established in the country.
Rice Field Terraces
The Rice Field Terraces of the Philippines are a UNESCO World Heritage site. They also have the distinction of being the first every feature counted in the cultural landscape category.
Maria Cristina Falls
The Maria Cristina Falls are found on the Agus River on the island of Mindanao. A rock cropping that splits the falls sometimes garners the nickname "twin falls." The falls reach a height of 320 feet (98 m).
References
Wednesday, May 11, 2016
My Future
I used to think that life is a fairytale, that in the future I will be a damsel in distress waiting to be rescued by a prince. My childhood fantasies were really outrageous. But now, I’m 17 and I’m no longer stuck in my daydreams. Now I wonder what a 17-year old girl like me sees her future to be!
I’m visualizing a 2-storey house with a contemporary design, 2 children playing in the garden, and my ideal man cooking for me in the kitchen. Hahaha! So specific! But seriously, I want to have a family of my own in the future, a healthy, happy and God-centered family. I want to have bubbly and cute kids, raise them, play with them, teach them and pinch their cheeks whenever I giggle. And I want to grow old with a man whom I’ll never regret choosing, someone who surpassed my standards. Hahaha! Well, just give me someone who truly loves me and respects me and above all, someone who loves God so dearly.
But before settling and having a family, I want to travel the world. I see myself in the future wearing number 9 Parker jersey, sitting among the crowd, cheering and shouting for the SPURS there in AT&T Center, San Antonio, Texas. It’s my greatest dream ever, to watch them play in person and grab some photos with them for keeps. Aaaaaaaah~ I’d be the happiest if this dream comes true. I’d also be going to South Korea with my girlfriends, and then to Maldives, to Paris and to Italy; wherever our feet takes us. I want to bring mama, papa and my bro to other countries, too. YOLO! You Only Live Once, so make the most out of your life. Might as well ride a parachute in India or sleep in an Igloo in Finland just for a night, or cuddle with lions in Africa J I don’t want to have regrets in life. I want to be happy and experience what this beautiful world has to offer.
But before spending millions on travels, I consider finding a job first J If Papa God wills it, then I will be a CPA someday. If not, if He has other plans, better plans for me, then any job will do as long as it’s decent and it’s pleasing in His eyes. I will work hard for goodness’ sake! I will help the needy and the poor. But I’m poor as well, but that’s not an excuse, I can always extend my hand to those who need it. I will help my parents financially, I will help my brother get a degree, and before I spend extravagantly, I will save money and I’ll make sure that my family’s future and my future is secured. This will take quite some years, but nonetheless, “saving small amount soon builds up to a large amount”. Soon! I don’t want to rush things; I just want it done smoothly.
But before I can get a decent job and have money, I will study to the max level first. Focus! Determination! Perseverance! There’s no room for giving up. Whatever happens, I’ll push on and move forward. What I do now tells what I will be in the future. As Abraham Lincoln once said, “The best way to predict your future is to create it”. I’m working on my future right now, actually.
I’m visualizing a 2-storey house with a contemporary design, 2 children playing in the garden, and my ideal man cooking for me in the kitchen. Hahaha! So specific! But seriously, I want to have a family of my own in the future, a healthy, happy and God-centered family. I want to have bubbly and cute kids, raise them, play with them, teach them and pinch their cheeks whenever I giggle. And I want to grow old with a man whom I’ll never regret choosing, someone who surpassed my standards. Hahaha! Well, just give me someone who truly loves me and respects me and above all, someone who loves God so dearly.
But before settling and having a family, I want to travel the world. I see myself in the future wearing number 9 Parker jersey, sitting among the crowd, cheering and shouting for the SPURS there in AT&T Center, San Antonio, Texas. It’s my greatest dream ever, to watch them play in person and grab some photos with them for keeps. Aaaaaaaah~ I’d be the happiest if this dream comes true. I’d also be going to South Korea with my girlfriends, and then to Maldives, to Paris and to Italy; wherever our feet takes us. I want to bring mama, papa and my bro to other countries, too. YOLO! You Only Live Once, so make the most out of your life. Might as well ride a parachute in India or sleep in an Igloo in Finland just for a night, or cuddle with lions in Africa J I don’t want to have regrets in life. I want to be happy and experience what this beautiful world has to offer.
But before spending millions on travels, I consider finding a job first J If Papa God wills it, then I will be a CPA someday. If not, if He has other plans, better plans for me, then any job will do as long as it’s decent and it’s pleasing in His eyes. I will work hard for goodness’ sake! I will help the needy and the poor. But I’m poor as well, but that’s not an excuse, I can always extend my hand to those who need it. I will help my parents financially, I will help my brother get a degree, and before I spend extravagantly, I will save money and I’ll make sure that my family’s future and my future is secured. This will take quite some years, but nonetheless, “saving small amount soon builds up to a large amount”. Soon! I don’t want to rush things; I just want it done smoothly.
But before I can get a decent job and have money, I will study to the max level first. Focus! Determination! Perseverance! There’s no room for giving up. Whatever happens, I’ll push on and move forward. What I do now tells what I will be in the future. As Abraham Lincoln once said, “The best way to predict your future is to create it”. I’m working on my future right now, actually.
But these things are just the plans I have for myself. God’s plans are always a billion times better. It’s up to His mighty hands how He’ll write my story. It may be as what I’ve planned but it could be a total opposite. Who knows? All I know is that He’ll give me the future I deserve and if life really is a fairytale just like in my childhood fantasies, then I’ll pray to be given a Happily Ever After.
Tuesday, May 10, 2016
Story of My Life
Hi dude! You’re about to know my life story so you better buckle your seat belts, sit back and relax.
Yow! I'm Antonette Priel A. Santillan at your service. Pling-Pling, Pling-Plong, Prang-Prang??? *sounds weird* Call me whatever you want. Age? I'd just turned 17 last 16th of April. Yehet! If you need anything, you can visit me at my place, North Poblacion, Bacong, Negros Oriental.
My family plays a very important role in my life. My mama, papa and brother are my world, my everything. So before jumping into my life story, I feel the need of introducing my family first to you.
Ehemm! Meet my younger bro, my cute sibby, Jhunfel Jay. He’s just this innocent, playful and smart kid way back then. Now, he’d turn out to be a very protective, mature-minded, and a brave man. Others may compare us and exaggerate that he’s so different from me, that I’m more responsible, intelligent and so on. But in my eyes, we’re equally gifted. In fact, he’s better than me at some point. He can cook dishes so well while I can’t even cook an egg -_- He’s a skilled person, knows a lot of things at a very young age. He's extraordinary and I’m so proud of him. I love him more than any guys out there. And if you plan to apply as my Boyfriend, you better get yourself a “Brother’s Clearance”. I’m telling you, he’s standards are high. And I consider his opinion all the time.
Now meet my mama, Antonia A. Santillan, she’s a SUPERMOM. Very versatile, limitless, unique, and can teleport up to Pluto just to give us what we need. She’s AWESOME. Until now, she’s the only one who can give me a total comfort when I’m in weary. She hugs us at night, kisses us when she wakes up, I couldn't survive without her. And now, say hello to my papa, Felito V. Santillan Jr. I want to marry a guy just like him in the future. He’s very strict but on the inside, I can’t even imagine how big he’s love for us is. The safest place in the world is to be in his arms. Without a doubt, I know I grew up in a very comforting environment. An environment wherein I’m satisfied with everything, all my needs are given heartily and there’s nothing more to ask for because seeing these people everyday when waking up each morning is HAPPINESS. Our home is warm for it is filled with the love we give to each other. When trials come, we just hold on to our faiths for God is the foundation of this family. You know, my family’s existence is my sole reason to study hard and maintain my grades.
Now, meet me.
Everyone wants his/her childhood back. The times when you play endlessly, the times when you only care about was how to open your lollipop, the times when you cry hard because of a small scratch. How I missed my childhood.
When I’m 10 months old, I started walking straight with the assistance of my parents. By the age of 1 year and 5 months, I can already speak fluently. But letters “R” and “S” were quite difficult for me to pronounce. Words like “dos pisos” and “Pepsi” would sound like “dot pitot” and “Pepti”. *hahaha!* My mom often shared how bubbly I was before. People loved me so much because I always dance and I always talk. Obviously, I grew up as a chubby kid. “Tambokikay!” This was the phrase they would use to describe me.
Then my family transferred at Guihulngan by the year 2000. My father worked as a Clerk at CruzTelCo Guihulngan Branch. At 3 years old, I joined the Flores de Mayo and until now it became an annual practice for me every May. I’m a fast-learner and I’m often praised by others because I tend to act like a teenager. At a very young age, I’m a perfectionist. I don’t want erasures on my paper, I hate it when I wrote the letters wrongly and I throw my paper because of that. I finished the school year as the class’ First Honor. When I was 5 years old, Kinder – 2, I had my first crush which lasted until Grade 3. Sssssh! That’s just between us.
At the age of six, I was able to enroll at Guihulngan South Central School. There, my elementary years began. I remember crossing the street alone for the first time and a motorcycle bumped me. I was knocked down in the street. I'm still alive though. I became very active at school. I became one of the school’s Student Body. I
was also a journalist under our school’s official publication, Sun Beam. I am a
member of the Entertainment Club, too. I
started joining contests of all sorts, be it in Math, English, Science,
Filipino, so on and so forth, even Chess, Dancing Contests, both academic and
extra-curricular. With Papa God’s immeasurable love and goodness, I reached the
regional level often and ranked 2nd or 1st in class since
Kindergarten.
Then my parents decided to go back here in Bacong and leave
Guihulngan for good. We transferred school and eventually got a culture shock
in our new environment. But thanks to our high coping mechanism, we are able to
adapt pretty quickly. Then, the hardest challenge came. My father suffered a
severe brain attack where his brain had an immense blood clot. We’re told by
the doctor that he’d only last for 4-7 days. It was heart-crushing to see your
father almost lifeless. But Papa God was the greatest! Miracles do happen, guys.
Prayers are always heard. It is just a matter of believing! Have faith. Trust
Him above all just like what we did. Praise Papa God for my father’s second
life! And praise Him for making me the Class Salutatorian for that school year.
HIGHSCHOOL! Best isn’t even enough to define it. I went to
Ong Che Tee-Bacong High School. I met all types of people, the good ones, bad-ass ones, the bullies, the crazy frogs, the motor-mouthed, the shy types, and
more. They made each of my days in highschool colorful and bright. My boy-best-friends
who torture me, who bite my arm, who mess my hair, who tease me infinitely, who
makes me cry in anger, but they who protect me, fight bloody battles for me,
love me and would never dare leave me. And my girlfriends who are also my
clowns, my food-provider, my money-giver, secret keepers, stress relievers, crying
shoulders, advisers, partners in crime and the gorgeous princesses I can’t live without. These people were God’s
angels sent for me, including all of my teachers. Highschool is full of drama,
crazy love affairs, heated competitions, unbreakable bonds, there’s really so
much to say. For 2 years, I was the
Supreme Government President of our school. I was 13 then when I was elected on
my 1st term. It was really scary at first. But since the school did
trust me, I considered trusting myself as well. For 2 years as well, I was the Editor-in-Chief
of our school paper, The Guardian. Then multifold of these kinds of opportunities/responsibilities
kept on coming. My highest achievement so far was being able to compete in
Taguig City for the National Schools Press Conference English Editorial Writing
category after winning First Place in the Regional Level. I graduated as Class
Valedictorian. All for the greater glory of God’s name! Praise God!
Now, I’m an upcoming sophomore college student. I’m studying
at Negros Oriental State University taking up Bachelor of Science in
Accountancy. I’m inspired, fueled, and strengthened by God every single day. So
I’m aware that there’s no mountain I can’t climb. I live for Him and may you
also be. Now, what's your life story?
Monday, May 9, 2016
What I Expect From the New President of the Philippines
Our country has been through a lot. Suffocating martial law, a one-sided justice system, oppressing the poor and to top it all, corruption of all forms. We had a lot of unspeakable horrors and I'm pretty sure we had enough. I want CHANGE. We badly want CHANGE.
Today, May 9, the fate of our country for the next six years lies in our hands.
I don't have a lot of expectations for having too many may frustrate me. But I have some reachable ones.
First, what I expect from the New President of our country is that he/she is a servant of God. Someone who knows, loves, serves and is pleasing in the sight of our Lord will surely bring our country to greater heights. Someone who is guided not by his/her own principles but the teachings of the Holy Bible. Someone whose faith is unwavering, unfaltering and unshaken.
Second to being the servant of God is being a servant to the poor. Someone who can hear the cries of the poverty-stricken and can see how bad their situation is right now. I expect him/her to be sincere towards the needy and may his/her sincerity be converted into action. Projects to alleviate the quality of life of every Filipino must be prioritized.
Third, I expect that he/she can unify all Filipinos. May peace reign in our country. May we be affiliated with one another and feel the oneness. May unity start in the government itself first. This will pave the way for the unity of the entire nation. And especially, I expect him/her to put all his/her efforts in avoiding blood shed while disciplining the people.
Fourth, I expect him/her to act on the gridlock traffic problem of the Philippines. The traffic disables our country's growth and prosperity. The people are deprived of a balanced utilization of time being stuck in the deadly traffic. I expect the president to find the long-searched solution to this. He/she should also take into account the improvement of our infrastructures. Our economy is fast growing, the government must suffice its needs in order to be globally competitive.
Lastly, I expect him/her to bring the CHANGE everyone hungers for. May the mistakes, frailties and condemnable actions of the past administrations be not repeated. Corruption no more, please! Justice for everyone, please! Projects to benefit the poor, please! Lower crime rates, please! No traffic, please! These may be too much to ask, President, but gradually, may you inflict change in our country, please!
Friday, May 6, 2016
The Wonders of Negros Oriental
Dayon Kamo Sa Akong Probinsya!
Negros Oriental, a must-experience place. It is a laid-back province situated in the southern portion of Negros Island, Visayas, Philippines. This magnificent province is a mix of culture and modernization, breath-taking indeed. So, put on your back packs now and let's begin our travel!
Destination 1
Mt. Kanlaon
The most imposing landmark in Negros Island , Mt. Kanlaon is the third most active volcano in the country. At over 8,000 feet, Mt. Kanlaon is also among the country’s highest peaks. It is surrounded by several craters and volcanic peaks. It is biologically diverse, and home to a number of Flora and Fauna. Mt. Kanlaon has also a lot of waterfalls and hot springs on its slopes. The volcano itself is a classic mountaineers’ challenge. A climbing permit from the DENR is required to climb and the number of climbers is limited to 10 persons.
Destination 2
White Sand Bar
The White Sand Bar, a 7 kilometer stretch of premium white sand, is located in the town of Manjuyod. It is basically an island that emerges only during low tides. On the island you can find native wooden houses built on stilts – and which, during high tide, appears to be floating on the water. These cottages could be rented for overnight stays. It is also a major stopover during dolphin and whale watching group tours. Boats are temporarily anchored so that the guests can picnic, swim, sunbathe, and laze around, snorkel or scuba dive in the waters surrounding the sand bar. The Manjuyod Sand Bar, also known as the Sumapao Shoal, it is a certified tourist attraction because of its unique characteristic.
Destination 3
Dolphin Watching in Bais City
Described as one of the most successful dolphin-and-whale watching operations in the country, the cruise takes off from Port Capiñahan every 8:00 AM and traverses the bay towards Tañon Strait which is acknowledged to have one of the biggest concentrations of cetaceans in the world. Out of twenty-four cetaceans sighted in Philippine waters, eleven species are found in the Bais Bay – Tañon Strait area. Among these are dolphins and the pygmy sperm whale Kogia simos. The cruise averages six hours. It may include side trips to Talabong Island and the White Sand Bar.
Destination 4
Apo Island
Apo Island is a 72-hectare, 200-meter high volcanic island about 5 kilometers off the municipality of Dauin. Five pocket beaches of white pebbles, two mangrove lagoons, and a lighthouse. The Apo Island Protected Landscape and Seascape comprises 691.45 hectares (72 terrestrial, the remaining is the marine area surrounding the island). An average total coral cover of 63.1% and a magnificent variety of corals and marine life led to Apo Island’s being acclaimed as one of the world’s Ten Best Divesites. Coconut Point is referred to as the best divesite in southern Visayas. In “Clown-fish City” the colorful Amphiprion melanopus inhabit anemones that have colonized seven large coral heads. This underwater splendor is replicated in the Schedd Aquarium of Chicago. Apo Island is approximately 45 minutes by motorized outrigger (pumpboat) from Dauin.
Destination 5
Balanan Lake
An expansive mountain resort developed around Balanan Lake, a humerus-shaped body of water, 25 hectares in surface area, 285 ms above sea level, oriented along a northwest-southeast direction (right). The lake encases a kilometer-long waterway ideal for water sports. Among the prominent features of the resort is a 4-kilometer circumferential pathway for trekking, a variety of pools for swimming, passenger bancas for boating, waterfalls for great photo-ops. Balanan has an old forest of almost a hundred balete trees, atop one of which is a tree house. An 8-room hillside hotel, Balodge provides air-conditioned comforts with a view of the lake. Other amenities include a thatched dining pavilion and a staffhouse. Balanan located in Sandulot, Siaton is 60 kilometers from Dumaguete City, or approximately 1.5 hours travel time.
Destination 6
Casaroro Falls
Valencia’s elevation at 715 feet above sea level endows it with a cool climate. Trekkers access Casaroro Falls via three hundred concrete steps which descend into a scenic site surrounded by steep rock walls where a single column of sparkling water plunges almost a hundred feet into a chilly swimming caldera. The Municipal Government has erected picnic sheds for the visitors who frequent the area. Casaroro Falls is located in Apolong, Valencia approximately 30 minutes by 4-wheel drive or motorbike from Dumaguete City.
Destination 7
Twin Lakes Balinsasayao and Danao
The Balinsasayao Lake is located in the town of Sibulan, Negros Oriental and less than an hour from Dumaguete City but with the rugged terrain the travel time can be longer. Lake Balinsasayao is 300m above sea level of a dormant volcano. It's twin is Lake Danao. It is bounded by abundant green vegetation and the bird's sounds echo in the air. As a protected natural park home to an expansive ecosystem and biodiversity, Balinsasayao Twin Lakes National Park is one of the major tourist attractions in Negros Oriental. The lake has a rich fish fauna and the surrounding dipterocarp forests are rich in bird life. However, invasive fish species such as tilapia, common carp, mudfish, shrimp, mosquito fish and milkfish have been introduced in the lake. Swimming, sightseeing, mountain trekking, camping, bird watching, paddle boating are some of the many things you can do in the Twin Lake. The attraction has a concrete view deck, umbrella cottages, a restaurant, a souvenir shop, restrooms, and a visitor center.
Destination 8
Niludhan Falls
One of Negros Oriental’s pride is the fantastic Niludhan Falls. Though the falls is near to the Municipality of Mabinay it is managed by the City of Bayawan. Niludhan falls offers a refreshing and peaceful experience to both adventurers and tourists. Located in Dawis Village, the falls is 43 km from Bayawan City proper.
Destination 9
Mabinay Cave and Mabinay Spring
The prevalence of limestone rock and extensive karst phenomena secures Mabinay’s claim to being the Cave Town of Negros Oriental. According to the locals, there are over 400 caves honeycombing Mabinay’s lower regions. In 1989-1990, the Belgian-Dutch-Philippine Club undertook an expedition and identified 45. Mabinay is an interior highland town 87 kilometers northwest of Dumaguete City, through which a “short cut” highway exits to neighboring Negros Occidental. It is predominantly agricultural, with sugar as the main product. A side-trip to take is Mabinay Spring which feeds a lake set amid lush vegetation in the heart of the poblacion, ideal for picnics and swimming.
Destination 10
Pulangbato Falls
Pulangbato Falls is located in the Ocoy Valley in the town of Valencia Negros Oriental. It is aptly named so because of the waterfall’s seemingly red river water which is caused by the presence of natural reddish rocks found in the area. Pula is the native word for red while bato, for rock. Thus, if interpreted, the name would be red rock. Like many other waterfalls, swimming lagoons and pools in the town of Valencia, Pulangbato Falls is blessed with calm and refreshing waters. This is mainly because of Valencia’s geography – 60% of its land composition being hilly and mountainous – that the climatic temperature is always moderate to cool. Pulangbato Falls has a wide cascade. The water pours down into a swimming hole that is also deep enough for high dives. Enthusiasts clamber up to a nearby rock that functions as a diving point and free fall into the water basin. The shape of Pulangbato Falls has been considered unique because of its layered structure. At the first tier, the cascade begins narrowly and widens progressively as it moves down the next levels. At a distance, the waterfalls look triangular in shape.
The said places are some of the magnificent attractions here in Negros Oriental. There's a lot more and you should discover them yourselves. So, what are you waiting for? Hop in now to Negros Oriental ASAP!
References
http://negrostourism.com/?page_id=636
https://www.dumagueteinfo.com/other-destinations/bais-city/manjuyod-white-sand-bar-bais-dumaguete/
http://negrostourism.com/?p=248
http://www.lakbaykix.com/2013/06/lakbay-dumaguete-twin-lakes-of.html
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lake_Balinsasayao
http://www.dumagueteadvisor.com/2014/02/stunning-niludhan-falls/
https://www.dumagueteinfo.com/dumaguete-city/sightseeing-dumaguete-suburbs/pulangbato-falls-dumaguete/
https://www.dumagueteinfo.com/other-destinations/bais-city/manjuyod-white-sand-bar-bais-dumaguete/
http://negrostourism.com/?p=248
http://www.lakbaykix.com/2013/06/lakbay-dumaguete-twin-lakes-of.html
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lake_Balinsasayao
http://www.dumagueteadvisor.com/2014/02/stunning-niludhan-falls/
https://www.dumagueteinfo.com/dumaguete-city/sightseeing-dumaguete-suburbs/pulangbato-falls-dumaguete/
Thursday, May 5, 2016
Biko: My Fave Pinoy Delicacy
Biko ~ licious!
Biko (Filipino Sweet Sticky Rice) Recipe
Makes one 9×13 pan
You need to use sweet rice or sticky rice (sometimes called glutinous rice) for this recipe. Coconut cream is found in most Asian and ethnic stores but if you can’t find it, just use the the thick cream from the top layer of a good quality can of coconut milk. Don’t worry if you end up with less coconut milk to use with the rice—simply add enough water to reach the desired amount of cooking liquid.
This recipe can easily be halved. If you like crunchy rice edges, cook the biko in muffin pans or brownie bar pans. Be careful when you pull it out of the oven; the caramelized brown sugar is very hot and can burn you if you try to taste it immediately.
Ingredients:
3 cans (14 oz. can) coconut milk
4 cups sweet rice
2 cups brown sugar, lightly packed
1 cup coconut cream
Pour coconut milk and about a cup of water into a pot and let it come to a simmer over medium heat. When simmering, add in the rice and stir constantly to prevent burning. Lower the heat if necessary. Preheat oven to 350F.
When rice is fully cooked, sticky and almost dry (it will look like sticky risotto), about 10-15 minutes, add 1 cup brown sugar. (Note: If rice is already sticky but not yet fully cooked, add small amounts of water, stir and continue cooking. Rice must be fully cooked before it goes into the oven.) Stir well and take off heat. Pour into a lightly buttered 9×13 pan and smooth the top. Mix the remaining 1 cup brown sugar and coconut cream until smooth and pour it over the rice.
Bake for about 1 hour or up to 1 1/2 hours, until topping is dark brown and has thickened. Cool slightly before serving.
You need to use sweet rice or sticky rice (sometimes called glutinous rice) for this recipe. Coconut cream is found in most Asian and ethnic stores but if you can’t find it, just use the the thick cream from the top layer of a good quality can of coconut milk. Don’t worry if you end up with less coconut milk to use with the rice—simply add enough water to reach the desired amount of cooking liquid.
This recipe can easily be halved. If you like crunchy rice edges, cook the biko in muffin pans or brownie bar pans. Be careful when you pull it out of the oven; the caramelized brown sugar is very hot and can burn you if you try to taste it immediately.
Ingredients:
3 cans (14 oz. can) coconut milk
4 cups sweet rice
2 cups brown sugar, lightly packed
1 cup coconut cream
Pour coconut milk and about a cup of water into a pot and let it come to a simmer over medium heat. When simmering, add in the rice and stir constantly to prevent burning. Lower the heat if necessary. Preheat oven to 350F.
When rice is fully cooked, sticky and almost dry (it will look like sticky risotto), about 10-15 minutes, add 1 cup brown sugar. (Note: If rice is already sticky but not yet fully cooked, add small amounts of water, stir and continue cooking. Rice must be fully cooked before it goes into the oven.) Stir well and take off heat. Pour into a lightly buttered 9×13 pan and smooth the top. Mix the remaining 1 cup brown sugar and coconut cream until smooth and pour it over the rice.
Bake for about 1 hour or up to 1 1/2 hours, until topping is dark brown and has thickened. Cool slightly before serving.
Why I Love Biko?
Since birth, my favorite kakanin is my one and only Biko. Why? Because its tastes heavenly. Its sweetness is perfect, its scent is mouth-watering and its appearance makes you wanna devour it all in just a single munch. I want it a bit overcooked and super sweet. Yum! Yum! Yum! Having a sweet tooth, I introspect that eating sweets, especially Biko, lightens my mood and drives my stressors away. I find it really cute and irresistible when its shaped in circle and
wrapped in banana leaf. I often look for it whenever I pay her a visit. My lola cooks the best Biko. There are times when I crave for it out of nowhere. And whenever I see one, my heart jumps with joy. It's like an addiction somehow. The more you eat it, the more you'll be obsessed with it.
References
http://ivoryhut.com/2010/09/biko-filipino-sweet-sticky-rice/
https://www.pinterest.com/pin/382594930815240031/
http://www.entrepreneur.com.ph/business-ideas/homebased-business-idea-how-to-make-biko
https://www.pinterest.com/pin/343962490261024662/
Monday, May 2, 2016
My Top 5 Finest Filipino Poems
5.
Raise our flag and hail it proudly,
Keep it there and guard it bravely,
See it waving in the sun;
Hail the symbol and the flower
Of our people's pomp and power,
See it's grandeur in the sun.
In its colour is the story
Writ in blood of dead men's glory-
Fly it for our martyred brave;
In our dreams we will remember,
In our breasts will grow forever,
All the valor of our brave.
Where are all the hands that held it,
Lips of fire that kissed and hailed it
in Balintawak's first cry?
Where are those who died defending
Tirad Pass, their flag up holding,
Flashing it against the sky?
Here we are, the young and daring,
Ready with the country sharing
Sharing in the love of flag;
Here we are beneath its shadow,
Soul undaunted. True to follow
Valiantly our country's flag.
Drape our flag about our bosom
'till in us will blossom
Flame for our beloved land;
Breathe on it our burning spirit,
Bless it with our life, defend it
With a bold, heroic hand.
Let the flag, as fire to weld us,
Bind our fibres firmly, make us
Strong, invincible, and all
Thus united we shall flourish,
From the earth we shall not perish
Our young nation shall not fall.
Holy flag of God's fair country,
Flag of hope and faith and glory,
Holy Filipino flag!
Be in peace our inspiration,
Guiding gleam and veneration,
Radiant Filipino flag!
Wave, O flag, o'er farms of golden
Grain; o'er mountains, fields, wealth-laden
O'er this paradise of peace!
We will work with warmer passion,
Build our dreams a living tension,
Grow in God's sweet light and peace.
Flag that loosed us our serfdom;
Flag that gave us morning, freedom;
Lead our race, the the brown and free!
None shall haul thee down and trample
On our freedom's sacred temple,
None shall slave again the free!
4.
Aling pag-ibig pa ang hihigit kaya
Sa pagkadalisay at pagkadakila
Gaya ng pag-ibig sa Tinubuang lupa?
Aling pag-ibig pa? Wala na nga, wala.
Ulit-ulitin mang basahin ng isip
at isa-isahing talastasing pilit
ang salita’t buhay na limbag at titik
ng isang katauhan ito’y namamasid.
Banal na pag-ibig pag ikaw ang nukal
sa tapat na puso ng sino’t alinman,
imbit taong gubat, maralita’t mangmang
nagiging dakila at iginagalang.
Pagpupuring lubos ang palaging hangad
Sa bayan ng taong may dangal na ingat,
Umawit, tumula, kumanta't sumulat,
Kalakhan din niya'y isinisiwalat.
Walang mahalagang hindi inihandog
Ng may pusong mahal sa Bayang nagkupkop,
Dugo, yaman, dunong, katiisa't pagod,
Buhay ma'y abuting magkalagut-lagot.
Bakit? Alin ito na sakdal ng laki,
Na hinahandugan ng buong pagkasi,
Na sa lalong mahal nakapangyayari,
At ginugulan ng buhay na iwi?
Ito'y ang Inang Bayang tinubuan:
Siya'y ina't tangi sa kinamulatan
Ng kawili-wiling liwanang ng araw
Na nagbigay-init sa buong katawan.
Kalakip din nito'y pag-ibig sa Bayan,
Ang lahat ng lalong sa gunita'y mahal,
Mula sa masaya'y gasong kasanggulan
Hanggang sa katawa'y mapasa-libingan.
Sa aba ng abang mawalay sa bayan!
Gunita ma'y laging sakbibi ng lumbay,
Walang alaala't inaasa-asam
Kundi ang makita'y lupang tinubuan.
Pati ng magdusa'y sampung kamatayan
Wari ay masarap kung dahil sa bayan
At lalong mahirap. Oh, himalang bagay!
Lalong pag-irog pa ang sa kanya'y alay.
Kung ang bayang ito'y masasa-panganib
At siya ay dapat na ipagtangkilik,
Ang anak, asawa, magulang, kapatid;
Isang tawag niya'y tatalikdang pilit.
Hayo na nga, hayo, kayong nagabuhay
Sa pag-asang lubos ng kaginhawahan
At walang tinamo kundi kapaitan,
Hayo na't ibangon ang naabang bayan.
Kayong nalagasan ng bunga't bulaklak
Ng kahoy ng buhay na nilanta't sukat,
Ng bala-balaki't makapal na hirap,
Muling manariwa't sa baya'y lumiyag.
Ipahandug-handog ang buong pag-ibig
At hanggang may dugo'y ubusing itigis;
kung sa pagtatanggol, buhay ay mapatid,
Ito'y kapalaran at tunay na langit.
3.
I am a lover of quietness---
Unechoed songs within a silent heart,
A silver pond, a statued loveliness
Where words can take no part.
I love the quiet ways of memory,
The quiet looks to give you loving praise,
The quiet secrets of your ministry
Through quiet nights and days.
The quiet mountains of the earth I love,
The soaring cloud, the sun, the dewy leaf,
My quiet questioning of God above,
My quiet, tearless grief.
2.
Translated by: Encarnacion Alzona & Isidro Escare Abeto
Farewell, my adored Land, region of the sun caressed,
Pearl of the Orient Sea, our Eden lost,
With gladness I give you my life, sad and repressed;
And were it more brilliant, more fresh and at its best,
I would still give it to you for your welfare at most.
On the fields of battle, in the fury of fight,
Others give you their lives without pain or hesitancy,
The place does not matter: cypress, laurel, lily white;
Scaffold, open field, conflict or martyrdom's site,
It is the same if asked by the home and country.
I die as I see tints on the sky b'gin to show
And at last announce the day, after a gloomy night;
If you need a hue to dye your matutinal glow,
Pour my blood and at the right moment spread it so,
And gild it with a reflection of your nascent light.
My dreams, when scarcely a lad adolescent,
My dreams when already a youth, full of vigor to attain,
Were to see you, Gem of the Sea of the Orient,
Your dark eyes dry, smooth brow held to a high plane,
Without frown, without wrinkles and of shame without stain.
My life's fancy, my ardent, passionate desire,
Hail! Cries out the soul to you, that will soon part from thee;
Hail! How sweet 'tis to fall that fullness you may acquire;
To die to give you life, 'neath your skies to expire,
And in thy mystic land to sleep through eternity!
If over my tomb some day, you would see blow,
A simple humble flow'r amidst thick grasses,
Bring it up to your lips and kiss my soul so,
And under the cold tomb, I may feel on my brow,
Warmth of your breath, a whiff of thy tenderness.
Let the moon with soft, gentle light me descry,
Let the dawn send forth its fleeting, brilliant light,
In murmurs grave allow the wind to sigh,
And should a bird descend on my cross and alight,
Let the bird intone a song of peace o'er my site.
Let the burning sun the raindrops vaporize
And with my clamor behind return pure to the sky;
Let a friend shed tears over my early demise;
And on quiet afternoons when one prays for me on high,
Pray too, oh, my Motherland, that in God may rest I.
Pray thee for all the hapless who have died,
For all those who unequalled torments have undergone;
For our poor mothers who in bitterness have cried;
For orphans, widows and captives to tortures were shied,
And pray too that you may see your own redemption.
And when the dark night wraps the cemet'ry
And only the dead to vigil there are left alone,
Don't disturb their repose, disturb not the mystery:
If thou hear the sounds of cithern or psaltery,
It is I, dear Country, who, a song t'you intone.
And when my grave by all is no more remembered,
With neither cross nor stone to mark its place,
Let it be plowed by man, with spade let it be scattered
And my ashes ere to nothingness are restored,
Let them turn to dust to cover thy earthly space.
Then it doesn't matter that you should forget me:
Your atmosphere, your skies, your vales I'll sweep;
Vibrant and clear note to your ears I shall be:
Aroma, light, hues, murmur, song, moanings deep,
Constantly repeating the essence of the faith I keep.
My idolized Country, for whom I most gravely pine,
Dear Philippines, to my last goodbye, oh, harken
There I leave all: my parents, loves of mine,
I'll go where there are no slaves, tyrants or hangmen
Where faith does not kill and where God alone does reign.
Farewell, parents, brothers, beloved by me,
Friends of my childhood, in the home distressed;
Give thanks that now I rest from the wearisome day;
Farewell, sweet stranger, my friend, who brightened my way;
Farewell to all I love; to die is to rest.
1.
For a moment I thought I could forget you.
For a moment I thought I could still the restlessness in my heart.
I though the past could no longer haunt me – nor hurt me.
How wrong I was!
For the past, no matter how distant, is as much a part of me as life itself.
And you are part of that life. You are so much a part of me — of my dreams, my early hopes, my youth and my ambitions – that in all tasks I can’t help remembering you.
Many little delights and things remind me of you. Yes, I came. And would my pride mock my real feelings? Would the love song, the sweet and lovely smile on your face, be lost among the deepening shadows?
I have wanted to be alone. I thought I could make myself forget you In silence and in song… And yet I remembered.
For who could forget the memory of the once lovely, the once beautiful, the once happy world such as ours?
I came because the song that I kept through the years is waiting to be sung. I cannot sing it without you. The song when sung alone will lose the essence of its tune, because you and I had been one.
I have wanted this misery to end, because it is part of my restlessness. Can’t you understand? Can’t you divine the depth and tenderness of my feelings towards you?
Yes, can’t you see how I suffer in this even darkness without you?
You went away because you mistook my silence for indifference. But silence, my dear, is the language of my heart.
How could I essay the intensity of my love when silence speaks a more eloquent tone? But perhaps, you didn’t understand…
Remember, I came, because the gnawing loneliness is there and will be lost until the music is sung, until the poem is heard, until the silence is understood…until you come to me again.
For you alone can blend music and memory into one consuming ecstasy. You alone…
References
http://philippine-literature.jimdo.com/literary-works/poems-101/
https://filipinobookshelf.wordpress.com/2010/05/03/beyond-forgetting/
http://www.nancycudis.com/2012/02/readings-in-philippine-literature.html
https://tl.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pag-ibig_sa_Tinubuang_Lupa
http://www.ancientfaces.com/person/rolando-carbonell/5625744#biography
http://sunbinstripped.blogspot.com/2006/04/beyond-forgetting.html
To The Filipino Flag: A Salutation
Written by: Guillermo V. SisonRaise our flag and hail it proudly,
Keep it there and guard it bravely,
See it waving in the sun;
Hail the symbol and the flower
Of our people's pomp and power,
See it's grandeur in the sun.
In its colour is the story
Writ in blood of dead men's glory-
Fly it for our martyred brave;
In our dreams we will remember,
In our breasts will grow forever,
All the valor of our brave.
Where are all the hands that held it,
Lips of fire that kissed and hailed it
in Balintawak's first cry?
Where are those who died defending
Tirad Pass, their flag up holding,
Flashing it against the sky?
Here we are, the young and daring,
Ready with the country sharing
Sharing in the love of flag;
Here we are beneath its shadow,
Soul undaunted. True to follow
Valiantly our country's flag.
Drape our flag about our bosom
'till in us will blossom
Flame for our beloved land;
Breathe on it our burning spirit,
Bless it with our life, defend it
With a bold, heroic hand.
Let the flag, as fire to weld us,
Bind our fibres firmly, make us
Strong, invincible, and all
Thus united we shall flourish,
From the earth we shall not perish
Our young nation shall not fall.
Holy flag of God's fair country,
Flag of hope and faith and glory,
Holy Filipino flag!
Be in peace our inspiration,
Guiding gleam and veneration,
Radiant Filipino flag!
Wave, O flag, o'er farms of golden
Grain; o'er mountains, fields, wealth-laden
O'er this paradise of peace!
We will work with warmer passion,
Build our dreams a living tension,
Grow in God's sweet light and peace.
Flag that loosed us our serfdom;
Flag that gave us morning, freedom;
Lead our race, the the brown and free!
None shall haul thee down and trample
On our freedom's sacred temple,
None shall slave again the free!
4.
Pag-ibig Sa Tinubuang Lupa
Ni: Andres BonifacioAling pag-ibig pa ang hihigit kaya
Sa pagkadalisay at pagkadakila
Gaya ng pag-ibig sa Tinubuang lupa?
Aling pag-ibig pa? Wala na nga, wala.
Ulit-ulitin mang basahin ng isip
at isa-isahing talastasing pilit
ang salita’t buhay na limbag at titik
ng isang katauhan ito’y namamasid.
Banal na pag-ibig pag ikaw ang nukal
sa tapat na puso ng sino’t alinman,
imbit taong gubat, maralita’t mangmang
nagiging dakila at iginagalang.
Pagpupuring lubos ang palaging hangad
Sa bayan ng taong may dangal na ingat,
Umawit, tumula, kumanta't sumulat,
Kalakhan din niya'y isinisiwalat.
Walang mahalagang hindi inihandog
Ng may pusong mahal sa Bayang nagkupkop,
Dugo, yaman, dunong, katiisa't pagod,
Buhay ma'y abuting magkalagut-lagot.
Bakit? Alin ito na sakdal ng laki,
Na hinahandugan ng buong pagkasi,
Na sa lalong mahal nakapangyayari,
At ginugulan ng buhay na iwi?
Ito'y ang Inang Bayang tinubuan:
Siya'y ina't tangi sa kinamulatan
Ng kawili-wiling liwanang ng araw
Na nagbigay-init sa buong katawan.
Kalakip din nito'y pag-ibig sa Bayan,
Ang lahat ng lalong sa gunita'y mahal,
Mula sa masaya'y gasong kasanggulan
Hanggang sa katawa'y mapasa-libingan.
Sa aba ng abang mawalay sa bayan!
Gunita ma'y laging sakbibi ng lumbay,
Walang alaala't inaasa-asam
Kundi ang makita'y lupang tinubuan.
Pati ng magdusa'y sampung kamatayan
Wari ay masarap kung dahil sa bayan
At lalong mahirap. Oh, himalang bagay!
Lalong pag-irog pa ang sa kanya'y alay.
Kung ang bayang ito'y masasa-panganib
At siya ay dapat na ipagtangkilik,
Ang anak, asawa, magulang, kapatid;
Isang tawag niya'y tatalikdang pilit.
Hayo na nga, hayo, kayong nagabuhay
Sa pag-asang lubos ng kaginhawahan
At walang tinamo kundi kapaitan,
Hayo na't ibangon ang naabang bayan.
Kayong nalagasan ng bunga't bulaklak
Ng kahoy ng buhay na nilanta't sukat,
Ng bala-balaki't makapal na hirap,
Muling manariwa't sa baya'y lumiyag.
Ipahandug-handog ang buong pag-ibig
At hanggang may dugo'y ubusing itigis;
kung sa pagtatanggol, buhay ay mapatid,
Ito'y kapalaran at tunay na langit.
3.
Quietness
Written by: Amador T. DaguioI am a lover of quietness---
Unechoed songs within a silent heart,
A silver pond, a statued loveliness
Where words can take no part.
I love the quiet ways of memory,
The quiet looks to give you loving praise,
The quiet secrets of your ministry
Through quiet nights and days.
The quiet mountains of the earth I love,
The soaring cloud, the sun, the dewy leaf,
My quiet questioning of God above,
My quiet, tearless grief.
2.
Mi Ultimo Adios (My Last Farewell)
Written by: Jose RizalTranslated by: Encarnacion Alzona & Isidro Escare Abeto
Farewell, my adored Land, region of the sun caressed,
Pearl of the Orient Sea, our Eden lost,
With gladness I give you my life, sad and repressed;
And were it more brilliant, more fresh and at its best,
I would still give it to you for your welfare at most.
On the fields of battle, in the fury of fight,
Others give you their lives without pain or hesitancy,
The place does not matter: cypress, laurel, lily white;
Scaffold, open field, conflict or martyrdom's site,
It is the same if asked by the home and country.
I die as I see tints on the sky b'gin to show
And at last announce the day, after a gloomy night;
If you need a hue to dye your matutinal glow,
Pour my blood and at the right moment spread it so,
And gild it with a reflection of your nascent light.
My dreams, when scarcely a lad adolescent,
My dreams when already a youth, full of vigor to attain,
Were to see you, Gem of the Sea of the Orient,
Your dark eyes dry, smooth brow held to a high plane,
Without frown, without wrinkles and of shame without stain.
My life's fancy, my ardent, passionate desire,
Hail! Cries out the soul to you, that will soon part from thee;
Hail! How sweet 'tis to fall that fullness you may acquire;
To die to give you life, 'neath your skies to expire,
And in thy mystic land to sleep through eternity!
If over my tomb some day, you would see blow,
A simple humble flow'r amidst thick grasses,
Bring it up to your lips and kiss my soul so,
And under the cold tomb, I may feel on my brow,
Warmth of your breath, a whiff of thy tenderness.
Let the moon with soft, gentle light me descry,
Let the dawn send forth its fleeting, brilliant light,
In murmurs grave allow the wind to sigh,
And should a bird descend on my cross and alight,
Let the bird intone a song of peace o'er my site.
Let the burning sun the raindrops vaporize
And with my clamor behind return pure to the sky;
Let a friend shed tears over my early demise;
And on quiet afternoons when one prays for me on high,
Pray too, oh, my Motherland, that in God may rest I.
Pray thee for all the hapless who have died,
For all those who unequalled torments have undergone;
For our poor mothers who in bitterness have cried;
For orphans, widows and captives to tortures were shied,
And pray too that you may see your own redemption.
And when the dark night wraps the cemet'ry
And only the dead to vigil there are left alone,
Don't disturb their repose, disturb not the mystery:
If thou hear the sounds of cithern or psaltery,
It is I, dear Country, who, a song t'you intone.
And when my grave by all is no more remembered,
With neither cross nor stone to mark its place,
Let it be plowed by man, with spade let it be scattered
And my ashes ere to nothingness are restored,
Let them turn to dust to cover thy earthly space.
Then it doesn't matter that you should forget me:
Your atmosphere, your skies, your vales I'll sweep;
Vibrant and clear note to your ears I shall be:
Aroma, light, hues, murmur, song, moanings deep,
Constantly repeating the essence of the faith I keep.
My idolized Country, for whom I most gravely pine,
Dear Philippines, to my last goodbye, oh, harken
There I leave all: my parents, loves of mine,
I'll go where there are no slaves, tyrants or hangmen
Where faith does not kill and where God alone does reign.
Farewell, parents, brothers, beloved by me,
Friends of my childhood, in the home distressed;
Give thanks that now I rest from the wearisome day;
Farewell, sweet stranger, my friend, who brightened my way;
Farewell to all I love; to die is to rest.
1.
Beyond Forgetting
Written by: Rolando A. CarbonellFor a moment I thought I could forget you.
For a moment I thought I could still the restlessness in my heart.
I though the past could no longer haunt me – nor hurt me.
How wrong I was!
For the past, no matter how distant, is as much a part of me as life itself.
And you are part of that life. You are so much a part of me — of my dreams, my early hopes, my youth and my ambitions – that in all tasks I can’t help remembering you.
Many little delights and things remind me of you. Yes, I came. And would my pride mock my real feelings? Would the love song, the sweet and lovely smile on your face, be lost among the deepening shadows?
I have wanted to be alone. I thought I could make myself forget you In silence and in song… And yet I remembered.
For who could forget the memory of the once lovely, the once beautiful, the once happy world such as ours?
I came because the song that I kept through the years is waiting to be sung. I cannot sing it without you. The song when sung alone will lose the essence of its tune, because you and I had been one.
I have wanted this misery to end, because it is part of my restlessness. Can’t you understand? Can’t you divine the depth and tenderness of my feelings towards you?
Yes, can’t you see how I suffer in this even darkness without you?
You went away because you mistook my silence for indifference. But silence, my dear, is the language of my heart.
How could I essay the intensity of my love when silence speaks a more eloquent tone? But perhaps, you didn’t understand…
Remember, I came, because the gnawing loneliness is there and will be lost until the music is sung, until the poem is heard, until the silence is understood…until you come to me again.
For you alone can blend music and memory into one consuming ecstasy. You alone…
Who is Rolando Carbonell?
Dr. Rolando A. Carbonell was born on October 23, 1946. He was a poet, an author and an educator. He was one of the gurus in Philippine love poetry. Dr. Carbonell had a colorful love affair, has 14 children but has only one love - Tita Duran...to whom the poem, Beyond Forgetting, was dedicated to. His books garnered a lot of awards, one of which was the "Pride of Malay Race Award For Poetry". He was soft-spoken and gentle-mannered. This man exuded love in many levels and inspires a lot of aspiring poets to never stop believing in themselves and to always listen to the heart and the spirit for you will always be guided to the right direction when you take heed of what they are whispering to you.
He died on December 15, 2009 at the age of 63.
My Reaction to his poem "Beyond Forgetting"
This poem will melt your heart. The first time I've read it, it swayed my emotions. It is very melodious and astounding yet so easy to understand. You can feel the poet's agony, longingness, his thirst and burning desire towards the love of his life. Just reading the lines takes you to another world. This poem is indeed marvelous, a poem we can somehow relate to, and a poem that will remain in my heart through time. The best!
References
http://philippine-literature.jimdo.com/literary-works/poems-101/
https://filipinobookshelf.wordpress.com/2010/05/03/beyond-forgetting/
http://www.nancycudis.com/2012/02/readings-in-philippine-literature.html
https://tl.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pag-ibig_sa_Tinubuang_Lupa
http://www.ancientfaces.com/person/rolando-carbonell/5625744#biography
http://sunbinstripped.blogspot.com/2006/04/beyond-forgetting.html
The Hero I Look Up To
Heneral Antonio Luna
Antonio Luna San Pedro y Novicio San Ignacio
Antonio Luna San Pedro y Novicio San Ignacio (29 October 1866 – 5 June 1899), an Ilocano born in Manila, was a Filipino general who fought in the Philippine–American War.
His nicknames were "The Fiery General" "Heneral Artikulo Uno" "Antonito" "Cafre" and "Toning".
Regarded as one of the fiercest generals of his time, he succeeded Artemio Ricarte as Chief of Staff of the Armed Forces of the Philippines. He sought to apply his background in military science to the fledgling army. A sharpshooter himself, he organized professional guerrilla soldiers later to be known as the "Luna Sharpshooters" and the "Black Guard". His three-tier defense, now known as the Luna Defense Line, gave the American troops a hard campaign in the provinces north of Manila. This defense line culminated in the creation of a military base in the Cordillera.
Despite his commitment to discipline the army and serve the Republic which attracted the admiration of people, his temper caused some to abhor him. His efforts were not without recognition during his time, for he was awarded the Philippine Republic Medal in 1899. He was also a member of the Malolos Congress. Besides his military studies, Luna also studied pharmacy, literature and chemistry.
He is a doctor of pharmacy, writer, patriot, and the greatest Filipino strategist during the Filipino-American War. He was the youngest of seven children of Joaquin Luna de San Pedro, from Badoc, Ilocos Norte, and Spanish mestiza Laureana Novicio-Ancheta, from Namacpacan (present day Luna), La Union.
He initially studied at the Ateneo Municipal de Manila, where he received a Bachelor of Arts degree in 1881. He went on to study literature and chemistry at the University of Santo Tomas, where he won first prize for a paper in chemistry titled Two Fundamental Bodies of Chemistry. He also studied pharmacy, swordsmanship, fencing, and military tactics, and became a sharpshooter.
On the invitation of his brother Juan in 1890, Antonio was sent by his parents to Spain, to acquire a licentiate at the Universidad de Barcelona and doctorate at the Universidad Central de Madrid in Pharmacy.
In Spain, he became one of the Filipino expatriates who mounted the Propaganda Movement and wrote for the La Solidaridad. He wrote a piece titled Impressions which dealt with Spanish customs and idiosyncrasies under the pen-name "Taga-ilog". Also, like many of the Filipino liberals in Spain, Luna joined the Masonry where he rose to being Master Mason.
Luna was active as a researcher in the scientific community. After receiving his doctorate, Luna published in 1893 a scientific treatise on malaria entitled El Hematozoario del Paludismo, which was favorably received by the scientific community. In recognition of his abilities, he was appointed commissioner by the Spanish government to study tropical and communicable diseases.
In 1894, he went back to the Philippines where he took the competition for chief chemist of the Municipal Laboratory of Manila, came in first and won the position. He and his brother Juan also opened the Sala de Armas, a fencing club, in Manila.
Like other Filipino émigrés, Luna was in favor of reform rather than revolution as the way towards independence. When asked to join the Katipunan he turned down the offer, but after the existence of the Katipunan was leaked in August 1896, Antonio and his brother Juan were suspected of "participating" in the revolution, arrested and both were jailed in Fort Santiago. Juan was freed, but Antonio was exiled to Spain in 1897, where he was imprisoned at the Cárcel Modelo de Madrid. He was later released through the intercession of his brother Juan.
After his release, he returned to the Philippines in late 1898. Carrying a letter of recommendation from Felipe E. Agoncillo, he offered his services to fight for the Filipino Republic. President Emilio Aguinaldo promptly put him at the head of several brigades of the Filipino army. General Luna saw the woeful conditions of the army and at once launched a massive recruitment program, taking in officers and soldiers from the defunct Spanish colonial army.
During the Filipino-American war, Luna was regarded as the most brilliant of the Filipino military officers. He organized professional guerrilla soldiers later to be known as the Luna sharpshooters. His three-tier defense, now known as the Luna Defense Line, gave the American troops a hard campaign in the provinces north of Manila.
In his birth anniversary in 1968, President Ferdinand Marcos, in a speech, said that Luna's guerrilla tactics preceded that of China's Mao Zedong and Vietnam's Vo Nguyen Giap and Ho Chi Minh.
It was Luna who recommended to President Emilio Aguinaldo the creation of Academia Militar, the first military academy in the country.
By the end of May 1899, Colonel Joaqun Luna, one of Antonio's brothers, warned him that a plot had been concocted by the "autonomists" of the Republic who were bent on accepting American sovereignty over the country, and a clique of army officers whom Luna had disarmed, arrested, and/or insulted. Luna shrugged off all these threats, reiterating his trust for Aguinaldo, and continued building defenses at Pangasinan where the Americans were planning a landing.
On June 4, 1899, Luna received a telegram "purportedly" signed by Aguinaldo, ordering him to come to the Aguinaldo headquarters at Cabanatuan, Nueva Ecija for a conference. General Luna set off with his main aides for the convent in Cabanatuan, Nueva Ecija where Aguinaldo was holding office.
In the afternoon, the following day, June 5, 1899, under the scorching sun, General Luna arrived at the convent, alighted from his carromata telling his escorts, Colonel Francisco Roman and Captain Eduardo Rustica, to wait while he conferred with Aguinaldo. He went up the stairs of the convent and ran into an officer whom he had previously disarmed for cowardice, and an old enemy whom he had once threatened with arrest. He was told that Aguinaldo had left for San Isidro in Tarlac. Enraged, Luna asked why he had not been told the meeting was cancelled.
A single shot from a rifle on the plaza rang out. Outraged and furious, he rushed down the stairs and met Captain Pedro Janolino accompanied by some of the Kawit troops he had previously dismissed for insubordination during a battle. Janolino swung his bolo at General Luna, wounding him at the temple. Some soldiers in the party of Janolino fired at Luna, others started stabbing him, even as he tried to bring his revolver to bear. He staggered out to the plaza where Colonel Roman and Captain Rustica were rushing to his aid, but they too, were set upon, shot again and again at close range while Luna, with his last breath, blood gushing from his multiple wounds, uttered his last imprecation, the worst he could think for any man, Cobardes, asesinos (Cowards, assassins).
From a window on the second floor of the convent, an old woman called down to the soldiers on the plaza, in Tagalog, "Is he dead yet ?". According to some accounts this old woman was Aguinaldo's mother.
General Antonio Luna died 33 years old.
On his death, his foes on the battlefield paid their highest tribute. General Hughes of the American Army, said, "The Filipinos had only one general, and they have killed him".
American Civil Governor of the Philippines William Taft considered General Luna's death a heavy blow against Filipino aspirations.
General Frederick Funston, who received the credit for capturing Aguinaldo at Palanan, Isabela, said that Luna was the "ablest and most aggressive leader of the Filipino Republic".
For General James Franklin Bell, Luna "was the only general the Filipino army had".
Luna and Francisco Roman were buried in Cabanatuan with full military honors corresponding to their rank.
In 1902 (or 1903), Luna's body was exhumed by a certain Antonio Jimenez who described the remains as follows:
"I saw in the cranium two marks of two wounds inflicted with a bolo, one towards the posterior part two inches long, and the other towards the front which destroyed the cavity wherein was found the left eye. There were also two wounds more in the bones of the right arm that were well marked. I have also seen several holes in the cranium that possibly were the effects of bullets from a gun."
Luna's bones were entrusted to his brother Jose and have never been seen or heard of since.
Why I Look Up To This Man?
Just months ago, I've watched the Filipino historical biopic film depicting General Antonio Luna's leadership of the Philippine Revolutionary Army during the Philippine-American War. The film is truly an eye-opener. I didn't know lengthy facts about General Luna before, but after watching the said film, he instantly became my idol. He is more than brave, the alias "fiercest of them all" is not even enough to describe him. He is always mentally and physically ready for battle, he never backs out, and he is never afraid to die. And the thing I admired him the most is his sense of loyalty to our country. He loves the Philippines so much and the Filipinos on par. Though he is high-tempered all the time, we could tell that all he thinks about are his comrades and us, his fellowmen. He is very commendable, a hero worth idolizing, a general worth all our salutes, and a Filipino worthy of utmost respect and recognition.
References
http://kahimyang.com/kauswagan/articles/1322/today-in-philippine-history-october-29-1866-antonio-luna-was-born-in-binondo-manilahttps://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Antonio_Luna
My Best-Loved OPM Song
"Siguro"
Composed by: Yeng Constantino
Singer: Yeng Constantino
Ang gusto ko
Ang gusto ko
Gusto ko sanang
Sabihin sa iyo
Pero paano
Paano
Pag malapit ka'y
Nauutal ako
Nahihiya
Tumitiklop
Nawawala bigla ang sasabihin ko
Ang nakikita ko lang
Ay ang mukha mo
Lahat sa paligid ko
Ay naglalaho
Siguro'y umiibig
Kahit di mo pinapansin
Magtitiis nalang ako
Magbabakasakaling
Ika'y mapatingin
Kahit sa panaginip
Ikaw lang
Ang aking hinihiling
Sa bawat ngiti mo
Sa panaginip ko
Parang ayoko nang magising
Ayaw ko
Ayaw ko
Ayoko sanang magmukhang t-anga sa'yo
Pero nalilito
Nalilito
Pag sasabihin ay nagbubuhol ang dila ko
At tulala nalang sa'yo
Ano ba naman bakit lagi nalang ganito
Ang nakikita ko lang
Ay ang mukha mo
Lahat sa paligid ko
Ay naglalaho
Siguro'y umiibig
Kahit di mo pinapansin
Magtitiis nalang ako
Magbabakasakaling
Ika'y mapatingin
Kahit sa panaginip
Ikaw lang
Ang aking hinihiling
Sa bawat ngiti mo
Sa panaginip ko
Parang ayoko nang magising
Parang wala nang mangyayari sa nadarama
Sa bawat araw parang lalong lumalala
Bakit ba sa'yo di parin ako nagsasawa
Aasa nalang
Kahit sa pangarap lang
Siguro'y umiibig
Kahit di mo pinapansin
Magtitiis nalang ako
Magbabakasakaling
Ika'y mapatingin
Kahit sa panaginip
Ikaw lang
Ang aking hinihiling
Sa bawat ngiti mo
Sa panaginip ko
Parang ayoko nang magising
Kahit umiibig
Kahit di mo pinapansin
Magtitiis nalang ako
Magbabakasakaling
Ika'y mapatingin
Kahit sa panaginip
Ikaw lang
Ang aking hinihiling
Sa bawat ngiti mo
Sa panaginip ko
Parang ayoko nang magising
About the Composer
Josephine "Yeng" Constantino (born December 4, 1988) is a Filipina pop-rock singer-songwriter and actress. In 2006, she won the title "Grand Star Dreamer" in the inaugural season of Pinoy Dream Academy.
Birth name
Josephine Eusebio Constantino
Born
December 4, 1988 (age 27)Rodriguez, Rizal, Philippines
Genres
OPM, pinoy rock, alternative rock, pinoy pop
Occupation(s)
Singer-songwriter, actress
Instruments
Guitar, vocals
Years active
2006–present
Labels
Star Music, Star Magic, Cornerstone Talent Management Center
Website
My Reaction to the Song
This song reminds me of my high school days. Those times when I've fallen for my crush head over heels completely. The lyrics of this song surely hit me hard back those days. When you're so troubled being around him, not knowing what to do, words just wont come out of your mouth, and times when you trip over because you see him coming. These funny memories are worth keeping and every time I hear this song, I remember the feeling of being madly in love again. Aaaaaaw ~
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