Oktubre 6 na pala, mahaba-haba din yung tinulog ko. Nagising na lang ako kaninang umaga sa malakas na tunog ng cellphone ko, hindi ko na nahintay yung pagtunog ng alarm clock na isinet ko kagabi. Tawag mula sa malapit na ospital na binisita ko kahapon.

May dalawang taon na rin itong nararamdaman ko sa kanang bahagi ng tyan ko, kasabay ng pagsakit ng kanang bahagi ng buto ng balikat ko. Minsan umiikot siya sa kanang tyan ko, pero mas madalas kapiling ko ang sakit bago ako matulog hanggang sa maghapong trabaho.

Akala ko noon e dala lang ng gutom, hindi kasi ako kumakain ng maayos noong nasa Singapore pa ako dahil sa wala akong kasamang kumain sa maghapon. Madalas e kape at yosi lang ang laman ng tyan at baga ko.

Sa totoo lang, kinakabahan ako sa kung anong klaseng sakit na nararamdaman ko. Hindi naman sya yung masakit na masakit pero dama ko yung tensyon, sabi ko nga e “something’s goin on”.

Pero iniisip ko rin e baka sobrang kaiisip lang to?

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Tumawag ang kapatid ko sa Australia, ang sabi niya namatay daw si Tyong Pabling, kapatid ni nanay.  Inatake daw habang naliligo sa probinsya.  Pangalawang atake na nya daw iyon ngayong taong ito, hindi na siya nakaligtas sa pangalawang atake.

Hindi man inaasahan, umiyak yung tyuhin ko dito.  Siyempre kapatid niya yun, pero wala siyang magagawa.  Palagay ko at tiyak na tiyak ko gagawin niya yung madalas na sinasabi niya sa ilang mga kakilala na namatayan sa pinas.  Kaysa nga daw naman ipamasahe pa yung pera e ipadala na lang sa pinas para makatulong sa panggastos.

Katulad ng nangyari noong namatay ang asawa ni Inang, nanay ng tyahin ko.  Hindi na umuwi si Inang bagkus ay nagpadala na lang ng pera sa pinas.

Iniisip ko, ganun na lang ba yun? O ganun talaga iyon.  Dahil hindi naman kalakihan ang kinikita dito sa Canada, may pamilya at mga kung anu-ano pang bayarin, hindi kakayaning bumalik sandali sa pinas para makita ang malapit na kamag-anak na yumao…asawa man o kapatid.

Parang ako.  Wala akong magagawa kundi umusal ng maikling panalangin at sabihing PAALAM TYONG PABLING!

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Who’s going to ignore a 749 words comment, especially if the effort is composed with the commenter’s assessment of this blogger and her blog posts?

When I saw Mr. Durano Lawayan’s comment in my, Me Got Talent post, I could not believe I finished reading the comment (lol! I don’t have patience in reading long post and comment, not unless they have story like the book that I am currently reading).

Seriously, the comment struck me. Although I know Mr. DL already (through another blogs comment box), he is a new reader of Manilenya. His 2 comments in this blog (and in all blogs that he is commenting) is outstanding. The last one, 749 words are absolutely needing a space for a real post, so I decided to publish it tonight and he, Mr. Durano Lawayan is my very first guest blogger.

Without further ado, I am giving you Mr. DL’s open letter to me.

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I am late for this word game but that won’t stop me from playing. Here’s my supposedly Sunday unconscious mutterings.

1. Signature:: Brand
2. Olympics ::Games
3. 100% ::      orange (juice)
4. Damn! ::    I’m hot! (lol!)
5. Gold ::       fish
6. Fresh and natural ::foods
7. Fraction ::a small part
8. Hurry ::    me (they want me to move quickly)
9. Summer ::nights
10. 29th ::     of the month (feel free to add any month here)

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It’s August 14. My last post was on August 11, you need to take note of that whoever are you that peeking on me. No, not the entrecard droppers but you who decided that because you already here, you decided to read a little from here and little at the end of this post.

As I was saying, I’ve been away again from the keyboard for 3 days. No, not really but I was away most of the time from the keyboard and I just realized that It always have to be after 3 days before I make another post. It’s another story if you are reading my 2 or 3 consecutive days weekend post, I know some of you knows the gossip that I don’t go out on weekends.

If I don’t post after 4 days, something bad happened to me. No, no, no. Don’t believe me, just got that from Nancy Drew movie.

And now I recognized also that I am not making any sense in this post. But it will make sense if I will dedicate this section to you all readers and commenter’s and blurkers and say THANK S TO YOU ALL!
You always made my day and of course the 4 friend bloggers who commented in my first and still a first post in my Bobang Pinay blog, never mind the old post, just dug them from the past.
Now, if I say thank you what are you going to response?

Here in Canada, there are two common possible replies. It’s either your welcome or no problem, but I always get to hear the “no problem”.

I still don’t know if I am making a sense here but honestly I don’t know when I am going to use the “no problem” reply when somebody tells me “thank you!” That’s really an awesome lunch!” or simply “thank you!”

Anyways, I want to say thank you all and sorry for not turning back the visits, I will make up to you in the next days…….

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Three years of blogging had taught me to believe in myself (a little) and to know the things I am capable of doing. For an easy going and was been tagged as “irresponsible” happy go lucky parasite( I just made up this, please mother don’t get mad at me), blogging turned out to be my crowning glory.

I was nothing but a freeloader when my parents and my sister resolute to bring me to Singapore to look after my niece. There, I end up using my free time browsing the net – I was not allowed to chat anymore for they spent hundreds of bucks during my one month stay some years ago. There was no DSL and cable internet that time.

I didn’t chat this time but I discovered a whole lot of new things that I thought were far different from wasting time bitching with other bitched online. Sad to say…the latter part of my chat life wasn’t good. People are fighting over – I hate to say this- money, power and boys.

I have no money, powerless and boys were not born to get close to me, so I better stay away with these people or else, they will eat me alive.

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I don’t know if there are surfers or bloggers near around Innisfil and Alliston City that stumble here, but if there’s any, I hope they will see this post. One or two people who will read this plead and will decide to chuck some old and unwanted children’s books in front of my uncle or my employer’s doorstep is huge enough for me and the kids who will benefit this little good deed

My nanay (mother) and I had both agreed that I am not going to send Balikbayan Boxes - full of canned goods, clothes and some necessities the Filipinos assumed relatives left in the Philippines needs and would love to have. We both know that they can buy all those stuff back home with lesser price, so I better send money than goods, I am okay with that.

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Kanina sabi ko gustong kong bumili ng Dance Revo. Gustong gusto ko talaga yun kahit na hindi ako marunong. Sabi ko matututo rin naman ako. Parang larong step-no step-yes lang naman yun diba? Feeling ko kasi kung magkakaroon ako nun at kung gagamitin ko yun, tiyak mawawala ang mga kabilbilan ko.

Ewan ko ba kung bakit feeling maganda ako ngayong araw na ito gayung napapansin ko na bumabalik na naman yung mga flakes sa ulo ko. Sabi ng kapatid ko noong bago-bago ako sa Singapore noon, ganun daw yun kapag napunta ka sa ibang lugar. Nagkakaroon ng reaction ang balat o anit sa bagong environment. Pero matay ko mang isipin mahigit walong buwan na ako dito. Hmmnn baka sabihin nyo sa akin e “paligo lang ang katapat nito.” Naliligo naman ako pramis.

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Una akong nakakita ng rali ay noong nasa unang taon ako ng high school. Paglabas ko ng eskwelahang pinapasukan ko ay mayroong hindi kalakihang grupo, may hawak hawak na flag ang mga nasa harapan at mga sumisigaw. Mga sigaw na hindi ko maintindihan. Yung nakalagay sa pulang flag nila ay isang malaking letrang I. Natatandaan ko yung I na iyon ay kasama sa mga listahan na ipinamigay sa amin noon na mga sign na tinatawag na satanista. Nito ko lang nalaman na red scare pala yung papel na ibinigay sa amin noon.

Pagakatapos ng tagpong iyon, saka ko napanood ang laksa-laksang tao sa Edsa. Mga taong nag-aklas laban sa kasalukuyang pamahalaan noon. Laban daw sa diktadurya. Nawala si Apo Makoy at pinalitan ng asawa ni Ninoy Aquino, yung nakasalaming binaril sa tarmac.

At naibalik na nga daw ang demokrasya.

Pero pagkalipas lang ng may isang buwan, nagkaroon ng putukan sa Mendiola. Nagkaroon ng ng isang madugong dispersal ang mga rali ng mga magsasaka at kinseng katawan ang nabuwal sa kalsada pagkatapos mailuklok sa poder ang taong magbabalik daw ng demokrasya.

Pagkatapos ng kulang 20 taon, naulit ang istorya. Nadagdagan ang drama sa kasaysayan ng pinas. At muling naging sikat sa katapangan at prinsipyo ang mga tinatawag na komon-tao sa pinas. Mga komon-tao na muling nagamit ng mga taong may maruming pulitika.

Ang entry na ito ay unang yugto para sa Campaign Supporting Good Governance ni Pedestrian Observer.

Please Join Bloggers Supporting Among Ed’s Good Governance Campaign! Among Ed needs your support! Show your support through your blog rejecting the moral degeneration of patronage and personality politics. I-klik lang po ang link sa itaas. Maraming Salamat!

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I was supposed to post mommy fears (tagged by Ate Liza) a week ako, teka hanggang dyan na lang ingles ko e. Dami ko na ngang litanya sa isip ko, nakagawa na nga ako ng isang matinding istorya e pero ang problema hindi ko sinusulat o tinatayp yung mga tumatakbo sa isip ko kaya sa pagtakbo ng mga araw na hindi ako nagbablog, tumatakbo din yung mga letra. Umuurong yung utak ko kaya iwan ko muna sa kawalan yung mommy fears na yan. Nabangenge yata ako sa ga-higanteng Redhorse e.
Pero pramis Ate Liza gagawin ko yang meme na yan, gusto ko kasing ikwento yung tungkol sa kutsara at sa balls e lol!

Maraming salamat sa lahat ng mga kaibigang blogger na bumati, sa aking tunay, palaban at makabayang cyber Tatay Schumey, mahal na mahal kita pramis. Karen, hehehehe natawa ako sa headline na ginawa mo. Maraming Salamat. Kay Ate Liza ulit, nagpapasalamat ako sa aking tatay at nakilala kita :). At kay kapatid na Panjeeeeeeeeeettttt!!! ay wabs yu from d bottom of my hyphothalamus.

At sa 35 friend bloggers na nagkomento sa bday post ko, taas kamay ko sa inyo! Kilala nyo kung sino man kayo.

At dahil diyan, gusto kong palalimin pa ang pagpapakilala ko ng sarili ko sa inyo.

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Ako noon sa Tundo

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On November 30, four National Artists join forces in a concert to
remember the work and words of the extraordinary Amado V. Hernandez.

The Blood of a Poet
By Eric S. Caruncho
(Published in  Sunday Inquirer  Magazine, 18 November 2007)
MANILA, Philippines - “Poets, too, must know how to fight.” Uncle Ho
Chi Minh might have had Amado V. Hernandez in mind when he penned that
line. While Ho was rallying his countrymen to drive the French out of
their homeland, Hernandez—a poet who knew how to fight—was languishing
in the New Bilibid Prison on a subversion charge. This, however, did
not stop him from composing his greatest masterpieces.The grateful
Vietnamese named their capital after Ho, but how many Filipinos
remember Ka Amado, our first National Artist for Literature? How many
are still stirred on first reading “Panata sa Kalayaan” or “Isang
Dipang Langit”? Or have their conscience awakened upon reading “Mga
Ibong Mandaragit”?

All too few. Yet Hernandez’s work is as relevant today as when he
first wrote them half a century ago: the social injustices that he
railed and fought against are still here, and so are the forces that
put him in jail. The more things change…

On Nov. 30, a much-deserved tribute will be paid to Ka Amado’s legacy
as the Cultural Center of the Philippines, in cooperation with the
Amado V. Hernandez Resource Center, stages “Amado, Minamahal…,” a
concert featuring the poet’s works. No ordinary concert, “Amado,
Minamahal…” brings together the collective talents of National Artists
Bienvenido Lumbera (Literature, 2006), Napoleon V. Abueva (Sculpture,
1976), Ben Cabrera (Painting, 2006), and Salvador Bernal (Theater and
Design, 2003), who collaborated on the script, stage design, posters
and visuals, and costumes, respectively.

The concert will also feature the music of the late National Artist
Lucio San Pedro (Music, 1991), which will be performed by a
hundred-voice choir composed of the Philippine Philharmonic Orchestra,
the Philippine Madrigal Singers and the Bonifacio Choir, and
accompanied by a pure dance performance by the Ballet Philippines. Set
to be staged at the CCP main theater, “Amado, Minamahal…” will be
directed by Chris Millado.

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Tinawag ni Rino itong KAIBIGAN, ALTER EGO naman para kay Ivy. Isang badge ng pasasalamat dahil nagkaroon daw sila ng kaibigan? sa pagkatao ko bilang isang blagista na hilong talilong na yatang pabalik balik sa mga blag nila me sasabihin man ako o wala.

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Ayaw ko ng magpalawig pa dahil nasabihan na akong naging “subhetibo” (kung mali ang ginawa kong pagtagalog sa subjective pasensya na, madalas kasi naaliw ako sa mga gawa-gawa kong paglipat sa tagalog ng mga ingles na salita - sabi nga diba ang mga pinoy likas na malikhain pagdating sa mga salita.) sa isang komento na ginawa ko na nasundan pa ng medyo maiinit na komento na may kasama ng rektipikasyon syempre. Isang puna iyon ng kapwa blogger na tinatatanggap ko. Tao lang kaya ako.

Nakalimutan kong idagdag: may puntos ako pero subhetibo ang dating kaya subhetibo pa rin.

Noong una gusto kong magkaroon ng isang assessment sa sarili ko bilang pinoy blogger at ang blag ko bilang blag ng isang bobang pinay na unang nagkuwento ng sariling karanasan, nagbibigay ng haka-haka at paminsan-minsang nagbibigay ng sariling opinyon pagdating sa pulitika at lipunang Pilipino. Pero siguro sa ibang panahon na iyon. Nakita ko kasi ito:

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