Tuesday, August 14, 2012

The Final Phone Call

I've lost count of the number of calls I made. I can no longer figure out how many times I've dialed (and failed) one number after another. Yet, I almost feel the sound of myself like a telemarketer talking to friends or to strangers. I had to carry with me my battery charger to see to it that I could plug in my phone at the moment it goes empty. This day isn't a day to go out of coverage.

For over three weeks, I had been successful with my mobile phone hibernation until I had to defy this rule when my aunt was brought to Cebu City a week ago for her supposed aortic valvular replacement operation. Her family had decided to go on with this operation after Nanay Batik had been in and out of the provincial hospital for her aortic stenosis / congenital valvular heart disease which had been ailing her for several years. She had been confident to undergo the operation despite her condition being unstable along with her doctor's positive feedback of her eligibility for the operation after the coronary angiogram. But today, a day before her supposed schedule of operation, she breathe her last.

Mobile technology has been one of the best things that happen in this life. It lets you connect with people and gets you connected with them. We make calls or receive one even on the go. With various features, mobile technology combines calls, text messages, internet and others in one gadget. It reached a point that I didn't want to use my mobile phone at all in a so-called "mobile phone hibernation" to somehow alienate myself from getting reached through this technology.

However, there's one phone call we cannot pass. That final phone call will always come to each one of us. When the phone of life rings for us, there would be no "reject call" or "call divert" feature, only an "auto-answer". Whether that day fears or excites us, we should be ready to take the call and say "Thank you for calling ________________". 



To Nanay Batik, for a life well-lived here on earth, may you enjoy life in our heavenly home. Happy Trip!

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

That Summer!


It’s like over a year ago when three of my beautiful friends joined me for a weekend getaway to Canigao Island in Matalom, Leyte and at Kuting Reef Resort in Macrohon, Southern Leyte. I just love remembering that summertime we were together.

As I was archiving the pictures in my computer, I stumbled upon three of heart-warming photos taken while my camera was set on a tripod on a timer mode. 

To Borra, Jewl and Vivian: Happy Summer!




Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Seeing Him

In the throng of life's complexities, do you see Christ?

Sunday, April 15, 2012

They Ask. I Answer (Part 2)

 They Ask. I Answer

You can punch a hole in an apple using a straw. How do you think that makes your milkshake feel?
No hurt felt. The straw isn't too tight to make the shredded ice flow.


Never mind the turtle. Don't you think you're sure to win?
Don't even mind the snail at all. I'm just fast paced and that's some thing I cannot just change overnight.


You have a red jar of cedar chips. Why do moths miss the forest?
That's because they find better sex in there.

You've rented a sky-writer to propose to your significant other, but it's completely overcast. What will you do?
I'll propose manually, anyway. But that moment-breaker skywriter will surely get a dreary future with his career!

They ask: Do you believe that forks are evolved from spoons?
I believe the other way around.

This is a colon : and this is a semi-colon ; - what's a semi-truck?
It's a big truck with a broken right head-light!

When your science teacher smashed a frozen rose with a hammer, did you warm the petals to bring them back to life?
Ooops, sorry. I threw them in the bin!


You get to ride the big roller coaster three times in a row. What will keep your dad from taking a bite out of your candy apple?
I'll let him hold a bottle of beer on the other hand.  

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Beats and Faces: Sugat-Kabanhawan Festival


After that sumptuous lunch hosted by my ever gracious friend Richy Fortich Amatong, I scorched myself under the heat of the summer sun taking pictures while the street dancing of the Sugat-Kabanhawan Festival brought the jovial mood in the vibrant Cebu town of Minglanilla as part of its Easter Sunday celebration.



 


























Saturday, April 7, 2012

Enraged and a Lesson Learned


I want to hurl fire balls. I want to wreak havoc. I want to surge waves. I want raise war against the world. I am enraged.

At the start of the day, all I had in mind was to say beautiful about the things that will happen today. At 4:00 AM I had to get myself ready for the trip to South of Cebu that has been a few days overdue. It is the supposed Visita Iglesia that I had been planning since the start of March as part of my personal retreat for the Semana Santa.

Everything turned out well and good. Beautiful and happy while enjoying the scorching heat of the sun – from Oslob to Boljoon, then Dalaguete and Argao, then Sibonga and finally, Carcar where I had to make my final stop when my battery had to surrender from the day’s picture taking activities. I brought neither a spare battery nor a battery charger.

I have taken approximately 460 pictures. And 98% of these were deleted when the SD card suddenly crashed in the middle of the file transfer. It auto-formatted all by itself, and when I tried to recover the data, all were gone. Nothing was left except the picture of Oslob Church. 






That’s all. I could not help myself but cry at the loss of the files. No auto-back-ups. No nothing!

Despite being enraged of what happened, there is still no reason for me to curse a day that made me experienced the solitude of being alone and in commune with God and nature. The beautiful things I have seen could have been shared through the pictures I have taken. Yet, I learned that there are things that are best immortalized not through what the camera has captured, but what the mind has engraved in the heart.

At the end of the day, my heart still sobs for the loss of those pictures but is still grateful of the more blessings that came about this day – valued more than the pictures that were deleted.

Friday, April 6, 2012

The Truth about LARGETS

    Synonymously, Larget is a Maasinhon slang term for Ready Go! As opposed to a contrary term Wap-it meaning wait up.

   A group of Master in Public Administration (MPA) masterands from Southwestern University Graduate School visited in Maasin City in September 2011 as part of the batch’s academic requirement to immerse in Local Government Unit. I happened to be one of the masterands, and being connected with the LGU, it was a privilege for me to bring my classmates to Maasin, a fourth class component capital city of the Province of Southern Leyte. This 11 year old ciudad has been recognized by the Bloomberg Foundation, World Health Organization and the Department of Health as a two-time Red Orchid Awardee for its significant implementation of the No Smoking Program.

    While in this tour, the word larget became a batch-hold term every time picture taking would take place or when the bus would be ready to depart.

    O, Larget, larget…. One, two, three… Click!



    By the time that tour was over, our MPA adviser, Dr. Esmael C. Codilla, asked how we should call the batch, other than being Batch 6. Yet, with no exact term to use, the batch finally decided to adopt the name LARGET, as an abridgement of Leadership Aimed at Resilient Governance, Empowerment and Transparency. The members of the batch shall be called Largets!

   Membership. Francis Escalante of the DENR, who is better known to be the seat-in classmate(although he really isn’t), used to ask about who are the real members of the Largets. But, yeah, who really are the members of the Largets. 

   Other than myself, there’s Senen Catingub, Jr., our class president who works as Division Chief in HDMF Pag-ibig, Cris Teovisio, our Vice President who graduated Meritisimus is the Security Manager of JP Morgan Chase. Maria Carla de Pio, the class secretary and Maria Antonietta Taboada, the class treasurer, both work at HDMF Pag-ibig. Then, there’s Marilou Degula (Social Security System) our class auditor, Joel Datanagan (Mactan Cebu International Airport Authority), our class press relations officer, Rose Canillo (General Manager of Matluster Corp), Hartzel Peter Billedo (Deputy Operations Officer of Negros Oriental Provincial Police) and Glen Facturan (Action PNCO of the PNP Firearms and Explosives Division) are our Peace Officers while Joan Guia Arnoco, the lady chief of WCPD/CCPO of the PNP is the class muse.

   The biggest group in the class comes from the National Statistics Office that includes some of the big wigs in the agency. Edwina Carriaga, the regional statistician, Hera Juarez, statistical coordination officer II, Isabel Hinampas, the NSO Accountant. Then there’s Myrna Trinidad Cataluna, Leslie Marie Zuasula, Irish Bontilao and Margie Elic of the NSO Regional Office while Richy Fortich Amatong, April Aglan Mifil Gocela, Lyndon Gerardo Suico and Roland Largado all come from the NSO Cebu Provincial Office.

    Then there’s Maristel Ortiza (now Mrs. Acusar), Desiree Lagdamen, Audy Almine, Alona Japos of the Home Mutual Development Fund – Pag-IBIG Cebu South Branch.  Sherlyn Royeras of the Government Service Insurance System, Vic Jay Gonzal, Chapter Administrator of the Philippine Red Cross Lapu-lapu Cordova Chapter, Francis Philip Escalante of the DENR, Michelle Canete of Diaz Medical Clinic, the two lady teachers from Sangat San Fernando National High School, Marichu Genargue and Rosemariwen Renes.
Then we have our classmates in the “uniformed agencies”, Raymundo B. Enriquez, Jr., the Station Chief of Pinamungajan Cebu PNP, Eric Ortega, the Camp-de-Aide at Camp Crame, Ariel Arellano, the Company Ex-O of the 2nd Regional Pulbic Safety Maneuver Company, Julito Tarona, Jr. (a.k.a. Brownie), the Chief Warden at Guihulngan District Jail, Rhoen Mingueto, the Firefighting Crew of Dumanjug BFP and Constancia June Codilla (a.k.a. Puti / JS) of the BFP Regional Office.

   Then there’s our Graduate School Dean, Albim Y. Cabatingan, Prof. Esmael Codilla, and Prof. Marlon Astillero.



   These people are the ones who primarily organized and composed the Largets. There are others still who have been considered members of the family because they have expressed their commitment to make themselves part of it. Such for instance, Dr. Ruby Correa Facturan, the better half of Sir Glen, SPO4 Renes (the hubby of Ma'am Mariwen who only finished two semesters of the course), some officemates of our classmates from Pag-IBIG and NSO and other classmates who did not finish the course, who have been all-supportive with the charitable causes and other activities of the group.



   In a year that LARGET has been together, the batch has shown the best of everything and shared this with everyone else. Contrary to the previous batches’ come-and-go scenarios, the Largets have stuck with each other through thick and thin, filling the shortcomings of others, enhancing the talent of the co-members, and enjoying together the fruits of solidary efforts. Even in the most difficult moment, there is at least a Larget or two who would come to rescue a member in distress. Such that in the end, only those that are beyond the control of the batch’s power can be considered valid reasons to set things aside.

   While words are important to make things understandable, Largets manage to use words to make things controversial (but confined only to Largets, and for Largets use only.) Yet, to decipher these words is another challenging story that will leave someone spellbound while the author of the word and those who already understood it are more likely laughing their fat a**es out loud. The meanings of phrases and words like “eating pasayan (shrimp), bubbles-bubbles, jump-ship and bag-id could surely get you crazy. I'll be posed for censorship if I'll be posting their meanings here.

   There are things in Larget that can’t be found in the non-Larget batches. Yet, I would just like to keep it as how Prof. Astillero put it when he said “Natingala ko ngano ing-ani nalang akong commitment ninyo. Been able to handle 5 Cebu-based batches pero karon ra ko nipangga ug maayo ug group. Ngano kaha?” - FB: March 4, 2012 19:30 (“I was wondering why I am as committed as this with your batch. I have been able to handle 5 Cebu-based batches, but it’s only this time that I have been so concerned with a group”) Thus, whatever is it in LARGET that makes each member valuable is simply capsulized in Ma’am Carla’s statement, “Walang Iwanan. One for All. All for One”.


   Quo Vadis, Largets? The long and winding road after graduation is a more challenging highway for the Largets to traverse. Yet, who’s afraid to cross it when you're not alone? Largets will be there for each other and for those who need the Largets. Largets have committed to live-up by what the batch stands for – Leadership Aimed  for Resilient Governance, Empowerment and Transparency. Largets shall continue to pursue the batch’s commitment of performing excellence in their respective agencies, rendering genuine services to their customers and persevering in its social responsibilities.