It’s Time to Show  Off My TALENT!!

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It took me 5hours to draw this! Don’t forget to leave a like if you like it and if you like it toomuch you may even share it! I mean I won’t mind 😐

Stuff I used: that blue 0.7mm 2B mechanical pencil, those two erasers and cheapst available A4 sheet

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Ang Malasakit ng Anak sa Magulang

ANG MALASAKIT NG ANAK SA MAGULANG

Ni Apolinario Villalobos

 

Iba na talaga ang panahon ngayon. Hindi na nakasentro ang malasakit ng mga anak sa kanilang mga magulang….subalit hindi ko naman nilalahat. Marami na ang napapalingan o napapagbalingan ng kanilang malasakit at atensiyon. Kasama diyan ang mga barkada at gadgets. Kung mapagsabihan, lalayas agad at pupunta sa barkada, at kung uutusan ay nagbibingi-bingihan dahil nagko-computer o nagpi-facebook pa. Obvious na nawala ang respeto, kaya paano pa silang magkakaroon ng malasakit kahit katiting man lang sa kanilang mga magulang?

 

May mga anak na hindi man lang inisip kung may perang mahuhugot ang magulang tuwing sila ay may ipabibiling gamit upang hindi mapag-iwanan ng mga kaibigan, dahil kapag sinabihan silang walang pera ay sasama na agad ang loob. Maraming mga anak din ang walang pagkukusa sa pagtulong upang gampanan ang mga gawaing bahay. Nahihiya silang makita ng mga kaibigang nagwawalis sa bakuran o tapat ng bahay. Ayaw ding magluto o maglaba dahil mayroon naman daw perang pambayad sa kasambahay…at lalung-lalo na “nandiyan naman si mama”!

 

Maraming mga magulang na sa kagustuhang maibigay sa mga anak ang magandang kinabukasan nila, halos igapang na nila ang pagpapaaral sa mga ito, kesehodang mabaon sila sa utang. Hindi rin nila alintana kahit wala silang maitabi para sa kanilang pagtanda o retirement upang may maipambili man lang ng mga maintenance drugs o pambayad sa doktor para sa kanilang regular na check-up. Ang masaklap ay kung dumating ang panahong nakatapos na ang kanilang mga anak at biglang nag-asawa ang mga ito kaya malabo na para sa kanila ang makapagtanaw man lang ng utang na loob dahil nakakahiya sa mga asawa nila. Samantala, ang mga magulang na nagpakahirap hanggang humina ang katawan ay naiwang nakatunganga!…pero ang pinakamasaklap ay kung nag-asawa na nga ay tamad namang maghanap ng trabao at nagsusumiksik pa rin sa piling ng mga magulang na matatanda na parehong retired, at ang mga pensiyon ay kulang pa nga sa kanila.

 

Kaya ako gumawa ng blog na ito ay dahil sa napansin kong pangyayari kung paanong tratuhin ang kumpare ko ng kanyang anak na may trabaho bilang call center agent. Nang pasyalan ko siya sa Pasay ay natiyempuhan kong nasa bubong ito at naglalagay ng vulca seal sa mga butas ng yero. Ang anak namang lalaki ay nakaupo sa harap ng bahay nila at busy sa pagpi-facebook gamit ang isang tablet. Nang tawagin niya ang anak upang maghagis ng basahan sa kanya, hindi ito sumagot.  Sa halip na sundin ang utos ng ama ay padabog na pumasok sa bahay at sinabihan ang katulong na gawin ang inuutos sa kanya. Sa awa ko sa kumpare ko ay ako na ang umakyat sa hagdanan upang iabot ang basahan sa kanya.

 

Yong isa namang kuwento ay tungkol sa anak na hindi man lang binuksan ang gate para sa nanay na hindi magkandaugaga sa pagbitbit ng pinamalengke. Hindi man lang sinalubong ng anak na busy rin sa pagpi-facebook gamit ang cell phone habang nakaupo sa labas lang ng pinto ng bahay nila. Hindi rin tumulong sa nanay niya upang maipasok ang dalawang grocery bags sa loob ng bahay.

 

Yong isa pang anak ay makapal naman ang mukha sa paghingi ng kanyang mamanahin “in advance”, na para bang may ipinatago sa mga magulang!…ang panahon nga naman!

The Pretty Tarrosa Sisters of Tacurong…Fatima, Yolanda, and Lourdes

THE PRETTY TARROSA SISTERS OF TACURONG

…FATIMA, YOLANDA AND LOURDES

By Apolinario Villalobos

 

When Tacurong was politically weaned from Buluan, the once flatland punctuated with pockmarks of marshes was obviously showing signs of fast development. The Oblates of Notre Dame came to establish a school and church which later adopted a patron, Our Lady of the Candles (Nuestra Seἧora de la Candelaria); enterprising migrants from Luzon and Visayas filled market stalls with various merchandises that came all the way from Cotabato City and Iloilo City; Chinese businessmen from Cotabato City and Dulawan came, too, to open better-stocked stores; the Dulawan Bus Company, and  Cotabato Bus Company included the struggling town to their route over dusty roads to Davao City and Cotabato City; a fashion school (Aumentado, later Grimaldo) was opened, actually, a vocational school which taught hair styling and dressmaking; two more schools were opened, the Lyceum and Magsaysay Memorial College, and later, another vocational school, the Parisenne was opened. Meantime, the elementary school, Tacurong Pilot School was steadily flourishing. But the most prominent establishment was the Rural Bank of Tacurong.

 

The bank was managed by the Tarrosa couple who hailed from Iloilo. Clients came from as far as Isulan, Esperanza, Buluan, Tantangan, and Surallah. The couple had fair young daughters, Fatima, Yolanda and Lourdes…all long-haired and fair-skinned. Those are my recollection of the pretty sisters, as I used to go to their house, because their brother happened to be a classmate when I was in elementary. Their brother who was at the head of our class, as he was unquestionably intelligent had a unique name, being three- Jesus Armando Antonio. Among the three names, classmates chose “Antonio”. He would invite two or three of his classmate to their home, and which included me, where we grilled eggplants from their garden for our late lunch. Tony pursued his high school in Iloilo while we were left to continue our studies at Notre Dame for Boys.

 

The sisters seldom ventured outside their home which intrigued and challenged the young hombres of the town. They would just be seen on school days and during Sundays on their way to the church with their mother. Their long flowing black hair set them apart from the rest of the girls of the town, and which emphasized their modesty. I recalled the eldest, Fatima, to have played the role of a Virgin Mary during processions, a role which was also played by another long-haired  and fair lass, Concepcion (Mrs. Cainglet today), as well as, Rosemarie Mojado and Aileen Jordan.

 

As Junior-Senior prom would approach, daring college and high school students would pray hard to all the saints before facing their strict mother to seek permission for the girls to grace the occasion with their presence as to be paired with any of them was an honor. They would find out that the mother was not so strict after all as she would readily give her permission for as long as it was asked with all respect.

 

The intrigued and curious of the town learned that the sisters and their brothers left the town to pursue their studies in Iloilo and Manila, particularly, University of the Philippines. When I was new in Manila, having just joined Philippine Airlines, I was able to visit them at their apartment in Diliman. Many years elapsed after that without any communication until I was invited to an informally organized “reunion” by Manuel Delfin, and which Tony was said to attend. Unfortunately, I failed to make it.

 

Practically, I had no idea how to reestablish my contact with the Tarrosa siblings until a colleague in PAL, John Fortes, gave me an old photo of two ladies and I was surprised to learn that one of them was Yolanda, while the other one was Olive Rocha. He told me about Lourdes’ being a UP campus personality. I kept the brownish photo hoping that I could one day show it to Yolanda and the opportunity came when we became “facebook friends.” After getting her permission, I am gladly posting the photo with this blog. In the photo, she is the one on the right, with long hair.

 

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