Pag-ibig sa Dulo ng Bahag-hari…natagpuan ni Thelma

Pag-ibig sa Dulo ng Bahag-Hari

…natagpuan ni Thelma

(para kay Thelma Pama- Arcallo)

ni Apolinario Villalobos

 

Makulay ang pag-ibig na kanyang natagpuan

Pangakong ligaya ay tila walang katapusan

Pangako na kanya nang nararamdaman

At pati ginhawang hindi matatawaran.

 

Sa paraisong animo ay dulo na ng bahag-hari

At sa piling ng mga katutubo – mga T’boli

Landas nila ay nagtagpo, animo’y hinabi

Pinatatag ng pagsubok, lalong sumidhi.

 

Parang t’nalak na hinabi ang kanilang buhay

Masinsin ang pagkahabi, ‘di basta bibigay

Dahil subok, t’nalak ay talagang matibay

Tulad ng sumpaan nilang ‘di mabuway!

Thelma Pama

 

 

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Note:

Bahag-hari – rainbow

T’boli- natives of South Cotabato

T’nalak – T’boli cloth made from abaca fibers

lalong sumidhi – became stronger

masinsin –  finely and delicately woven

mabuway – soft and easily bends; weak

 

Ang Nanay naming Matapang at Mahilig Mag-ampon

Ang Nanay naming Matapang at Mahilig Mag-ampon

Ni Apolinario Villalobos

 

Ang pangalan niya ay Angelica pero ang palayaw niya ay “Ica”. Bunso siya at nag-iisang babae sa kanilang magkakapatid. Mabait siya pero matapang dahil kahit maliit ay marunong humawak ng itak kaya sa palengke noong maliit pa ako, kung saan may puwesto kami ng tuyo pero nalugi kaya nauwi sila ng tatay namin sa paglatag sa lupa ng ukay-ukay, ay pinangingilagan siya.

 

Naalala ko noong nasa Grade 1 ako, nagkagulo sa isang inuman ng tuba malapit sa puwesto namin dahil sa isang lasing na nagwala. Daanan ang puwesto namin papunta sa inuman ng tuba, kaya halos naglaglagan ang mga tuyo dahil sa dagsa ng mga taong nagtakbuhan. Sa inis ng nanay namin, kinuha ang itak na nakatago sa ilalim ng bangko at sinugod ang nagwawalang lasing. Nang makita siya ay parang nahimasmasan dahil kilala pala siya nito. Lalong natakot ang lasing nang makita ang itak na hawak ng nanay namin. Ang may-ari naman ng puwesto ay hindi mahagilap dahil tumakbo daw at nagtago, kaya ang nanay namin ang nag-utos sa lasing na linisin ang mga kalat tulad ng nabasag na mga maliit na garapong kung tawagin ay “Bol” na ginagamit sa pag-inom ng tuba. Ang “Bol” ay tatak ng garapong galing sa America noon at ang dating laman ay minatamis yata. Antigo na ito ngayon at mahal kung bilhin sa antique shop.

 

Nang kumandidato ang nakakatanda niyang kapatid bilang Vice-Mayor, pati ang pamilya namin ay nadamay sa mga intriga. Sa inis niya ay nag-research kung sino ang nagpasimuno ng isang intriga at nang malaman niya ay sinugod sa bahay at hinamon ng away sa kalsada. Binantaan din niyang huwag nang dumaan sa tapat namin at huwag na huwag daw magpakita sa kanya. Nagkaroon ng problema ang intrigera dahil ang bahay namin ay nasa tapat lang ng plasa kaya kung may libreng sine, ay nagtatakip ito ng turban sa ulo at mukha upang hindi makilala ng nanay namin na mahilig ding manood ng libreng sine. Ayaw makialam ng nanay namin sa pulitika at ito ang itinanim niya sa aming isip dahil para sa kanya na naunawaan din namin, sisirain lang ng pulitika ang magandang samahan ng magkakamag-anak at magkakaibigan na ang isip ay nakatuon sa hangad na makaupo sa puwesto sa anumang paraan.

 

Isang gabi ay nakita ko sila ng tatay namin na nagbibilang ng mga lumang pilak na perang Kastila na matagal na nilang naipon. Kinabukasan pinalitan ng kumpare nila ang mga pilak na pera ng bago. Pambayad pala sa naipong utang na dahilan kung bakit wala nang nagdatingang bagong stock ng mga tuyo galing sa Iloilo. Nalaman ko ring marami pala silang pinautang ng paninda na hindi nabayaran kaya nalugi ang negosyo. Sa bagay na ito, hindi ko nakitaan ng tapang ang nanay namin upang maningil dahil sa awa sa mga umutang…mga kapos din daw kasi tulad naming. Hindi nagtagal, ibinenta nila ang puwesto namin.

 

Noong ukay-ukay na ang ibinenta ng magulang namin, sinubukan din nilang dumayo sa ibang bayan. Isang gabing dumating sila galing sa dinayong tiyangge, may kasama silang buntis. Sa kuwentong narinig ko isinama nila ang babaeng nakita nilang palakad-lakad sa palengke ng Tulunan, ang dinayong bayan nang araw na yon, dahil baka daw “ihulog” ng babae ang anak niya. Ang “ihulog” ay “ilaglag”sa Tagalog o sa Ingles ay i-“abort”. Pero dahil bata pa ako ang na-imagine ko ay ang gagawin ng babae na “ihuhulog” ang anak niya sa bangin! Inampon namin ang babae hanggang sa manganak. Nang umabot na ang anak niya sa gulang na apat na taon ay pinayagan siya ng nanay namin na bumalik sa Tulunan.

 

Isang beses naman, nang naghuhugas ako ng mga reject na tuyo upang matanggal ang namuong asin ay may nakita akong batang apat na taong gulang lang yata, umiiyak sa tabi ng public toilet. Nag-iisa lang siya at ayaw sumagot sa mga tanong ko kaya sinundo ko ang nanay ko. Isinama niya ang bata sa puwesto namin at inutusan ang kuya ko na maghanap ng pulis sa palengke upang sabihan na may batang “napulot” at nasa puwesto namin. Hanggang magsara na kami ng puwesto, ay wala pa ring kumuha sa bata kaya isinama na namin sa pag-uwi. Araw-araw siyang isinasama sa puwesto upang makita ng kung sino mang nakakakilala. Nang magdesisyon ang nanay naming ampunin na ang bata ay saka naman siya nakita ng tiyuhin. Sa pag-uwi nila ay sumama kami ng nanay ko at nagdala pa kami ng maraming tuyo upang pasalubong sa mga magulang. Nakatira pala sila sa bulubundukin ng Magon malapit na sa boundary ng South Cotabato, kaya napasabak kami ng “hiking” na inabot din ng ilang oras dahil napakadalang pa ang mga sasakyan noon. Nakabalik kami sa palengke bandang hapon na. Inihatid kami ng tatay ng bata dahil sa bigat ng pinabaon sa aming maraming bayabas at guyabano.

 

Nang umuwi naman ang nanay namin galing sa Bantayan Island (Cebu) mula sa pagdalo sa pista ng nagmimilagro daw na Sto. Niἧo, may kasama siyang isang batang babae na ulila at limang taong gulang. Naging kapamilya namin ang bata hanggang sa siya ay isinama uli sa Bantayan noong mag-sasampung taon gulang na. Hindi na siya naisama pag-uwi ng nanay namin dahil nang makita daw ang bata ng isang tiyahin ay binawi. Wala namang nagawa ang nanay namin kundi ang umuwing luhaan.

 

Hindi lang tao ang nakahiligang ampunin ng nanay namin dahil nang minsang umuwi siya ay may napulot siyang tuta na nangangalkal sa basurahan ng isang bakery na nadaanan niya. Hindi pa ako nag-aaral noon kaya naging kalaro ko ang tuta hanggang sa ito ay lumaki. Ang pinaka-puwesto ng aso tuwing gabi ay ang balkonahe namin. Isang umaga ay nakita namin siyang patay at kagat pa ang leeg ng isang asong patay din at ang bunganga ay umaapaw sa laway, palatandaang ito ay isang asong ulol. Nakaakyat pala sa balkonahe ang asong ulol at kung hindi napatay ng aso namin ay malamang na kami ang nabiktima pagbukas namin ng pinto nang umagang yon.

 

Kung buhay ang nanay namin ngayon, malamang ay naipagpatayo namin siya ng isang maliit na “halfway home” para sa mga gusto niyang ampunin kahit pansamantala, pati na rin siguro ng isang maliit ding “pet shelter”. Pero masaya na rin ako dahil alam kong inampon din siya doon sa “itaas”.

Felizardo Lazado: Katangi-tanging kaibigan…at nakakabilib na Notre Damian

Isa itong tulaysay, sarili kong style sa pagsulat na pantanggal ng umay….hybrid ito ng tula at salaysay, kaya tinawag kong “tulaysay”…

Felizardo Lazado: katangi-tanging kaibigan
…at nakakabilib na Notre Damian
Ni Apolinario Villalobos

Ang una kong napansin sa kanya
Noong una ko siyang makita
Ay ang kanyang pagkamaka-totoo
Palatawa siya, at napaka-maginoo.

Isa si Felizardo sa mga student leaders ng Notre Dame of Tacurong, high school student pa lamang siya. Hindi nawawala sa Dean’s List ang pangalan niya bilang isa sa mga topnotcher. Dahil mahina ang katawan at payatin, hindi nabigyan ng pagkakataon ni G. Ric Jamorabon (istriktong in-charge sa PMT at ROTC), na maging Corp Commandeer ng PMT, kaya ang gamit sa drills ay kahoy na riple, sa halip na tansong sable. Magaling siyang debater at orator, kaya maraming bilib sa kanya, campus personality, wika nga, subali’t among the boys lang dahil nasa kabilang bakod ang mga babaeng Notre Damians at nasa istriktang pagsubaybay ng mga Dominican (O.P.) sisters. Ang amin naman – Boys’ Department ay mga Oblates of Mary Immaculate (OMI) namang mga pari ang nagsusubaybay.

Ding, ang palayaw niya…matunog
At mataginting din kung bibigkasin
Tunog ay kinalembang na batingaw
Na abot sa malayo ang alingawngaw.

Katunog ng pangalan niyang mataginting kung bigkasin ay ang alingawngaw ng batingaw, lalo na ang kanyang halakhak na bigay-todo para hindi mapahiya ang nagkukuwento ng nakakatawa, kahit may pagka-corny ang dating. Simple lang siya kung magsingit ng jokes subali’t may dating dahil mapapa-ihi ka sa pantalon kung mahina ang kontrol mo sa iyong pantog. Malayo ang inaabot ng kanyang halakhak na wari ba ay nagpapahiwatig na nais niyang makapagpasaya ng kapwa, kahit sa pamamagitan man lamang ng kanyang halakhak na hinugot niya ng buong tiyaga mula sa kaibuturan ng kanyang puso – at para ring batingaw na umaalingawngaw.

Malikhain si Ding, magaling sumulat
Kung siya’y nasa mood, tatahimik bigla
At parang nawawala sa sariling nakayuko –
Sandali lang, may naisulat na sa kwaderno!

Normal siyang tao dahil may mga mood tulad ng iba. Sa mga pagkakataong masaya siya, no holds barred kung magbiro siya. Kung bigla namang may maisip na isulat, tatabi na lamang at maglalabas ng notebook at ballpen, sabay sulat, animo ay sinaniban ng ispiritu ng isang namayapang manunulat, kaya hinahayaan na lamang siya ng mga nakakaunawa sa kanya. Nangyari ito nang kami noon ay nasiraan ng sasakyan, galing sa ekskursiyon at pauwi na. Bigla siyang humiwalay at nawala…akala namin ay sumagot siya sa tawag ng kalikasan, pero sabi ng iba, wala naman daw dalang toilet paper. Yon pala, nasa isang sulok ng highway, natatabingan ng mga talahib mula sa init ng papalubog na araw, at nagsusulat.

Hindi niya alam ang salitang maramot
Dahil kapos man ang pamilya nila noon
Itinanim sa isip nila ang salitang “tulong”-
Kailangang ibahagi, ano mang pagkakataon.

Hindi ikinahihiya ni Ding ang kakapusan nila noong bata pa siya, kaya natuto silang magkapatid na magsumikap upang makatapos ng pag-aaral. Naging student assistant siya sa Notre Dame of Tacurong hanggang makatapos siya ng kursong Bachelor of Arts (English/History). Sa kabila ng kakapusan, matulungin si Ding sa abot ng kanyang makakaya. Hindi lang sa pamamagitan ng pera ang ginawa niyang pagtulong sa iba. Marami rin siyang nabigyan ng payo – mga estudyante na hirap din sa buhay, lalo na noong siya ay nagturo na rin, sa Notre Dame din mismo kung saan siya nagtapos. Malaking bagay ang ginawa niyang paggabay, na maliban sa payo ay ang pagpakita ng sarili niya mismo bilang isang halimbawa ng pagsisikap.

Mga salitang umaalagwa sa kanyang utak
Ang nababalangkas ay mga kuwento at tula
Adhikaing hindi titigilan ano mang mangyari
Dahil bigay ng Diyos at kailangang ipamahagi!

Alam ni Ding na ang kakayahan niya sa pagsulat ay galing sa Diyos at siya ay may pakay sa mundo. Hindi niya kailangang pumunta sa Africa upang tumulong sa mga biktima ng ebola virus, lalo pa at sakitin siya, kaya baka siya pa ang i-stretcher bigla at isakay sa ambulansiya, o di kaya ay makipagbakbakan sa mga hinayupak na miyembro ng ISIS sa Syria, o di kaya ay makipagbrilan sa mga buragwit na miyembro ng Abu Sayyaf sa Basilan at Jolo. Alam niyang ang mga linyang kinapapalooban ng mga salitang lumalabas sa kanyang utak ay may ibig sabihin. Kaya saan man siyang dako ng mundo…pinipilit niyang gawin ang sa kanya ay nai-atang noon pa man…kapalarang nakaguhit sa kanyang mga palad. At yan ay hindi mahirap unawain…ang magpakalat ng mga mensahe tungkol sa pagkakaisa at pagmamahalan gamit ang power of the pen.

Remembering the Excellent NDTCians

REMEMBERING THE EXCELLENT NDTCians
…for the forthcoming NDTC Great Alumni AFFAIR ( As Far and Fair As I can Remember)/27December2014
By Felizardo Lazado

The Notre Dame of Tacurong was born when I was two in 1950.

Her birth, however, came four years after the Philippines has gained her independence from America in 1946. Signifying a closer look beyond the shadow of these three events which all surprisingly came evenly and successively on the face of local history – the Philippine independence in 1946, my birth in 1948 and NDT’s birth in 1950 implies oddity as odd years came following after each event brought fresh breath of freedom to the Filipinos in 1947, a fresh breath of new life to me as I was almost lost by my family due to severe illness in 1949 and a fresh breath of hope to NDT as it unfolded the red carpet in 1951 to welcome her future alumni, the first batch of which came in 1954. …101 ? only ?.

There may be hundreds more of other alumni who are far greater than the ones I’m about to mention, or there is still someone who stands the greatest of all – but sorry, my crystal ball failed to flash their pretty and handsome faces when I was preparing this piece.
Randomly, here we go: One pre-silver jubilarian – Ben Eliseo was Tita Cory’s appointed Mayor of Tacurong during the yellow revolution in 1987. An heir to a vast Garcia Estate -Antonio Garcia has left the same sizable estate to his son Erwin Garcia. The Garcia Estate runs synonymous to palm oil industry in Central Cotabato. Morito Parcon probably the first NDTCian to enter UPcampus, his body shall be claimed by UP College of Medicine when he dies.

Alfonso Jerez, the insurance king and Danzie Buenacosa an entrep prince had once stood famous for their talking voice. The Voice of Democracy national silver medalist, Arturo Llavore was noted in oratory. Banker turned entrep Rodrigo Victorio walk hand-in-hand with son Dubert Victorio as they walk the AMWAY . Dubert as ABC President joined the City Council of Tacurong. Carlo Romero and Gideon Carnaje grabbed the first gold for NDTCBHS in erstwhile Notre Dame Quiz on the Air, while Phill Penaflor set the record in the entire NDEA as he was twice champion in the NDEA academic contest.

Late in 1965, barely a freshman Diosdado Pedral was teamed up with Rhodora Alcon (Girls Dept,) came as finalist in the initial staging of Notre Dame Quiz on the Air. Stat instructor Joel Illustracion coached the NDTC contestants who consistently won the annual stat quiz in the Province of Sultan Kudarat. Larry Tubalado was the regional champion in Philippine History contest with DEPED 12.

In government service – local , regional and national, here are our great alumni: Ruel Lucentales (RIP) from DSWD Welfare Aide in Tacurong to Regional Director in Davao to Assistant Secretary of DSWD in Manila was no joke to tell it all.

Angelo “Roncal” Montilla from the Municipal Hall to the House of Representatives was likewise a tough political journey. He authored the cityhood of Tacurong that made Geronimo Arzagon the first city mayor. Other siblings of Roncal who claimed the mayoral chair were Lino Montilla, and Lina Montilla in incumbency. There are two NDT alumni who were elected vice mayor of Tacurong- Dr. Leo Villalobos and Dr. Joseph Lechonsito also in incumbency (look… both are doctors of medicine). The Tacurong City Council has been dominated by the NDTC alumni, to mention a few: Rodrigo Jamorabon , Jairus Casipe, Max Ledda, Jesus Arcillana Max Casador, Benjamin Fajardo, Bonifacio Enitorio, Federico Seneres Jr. and Virgilo Paredes. VIP (Very Important Personnel) at the the city hall of Tacurong are NDTCians : Thomas Robles – General Services; Jaime Cedullo – Planning and Development; Eduardo Nicolo – Administration; Elma Bides – Auditing; Nestor Nomananap-Budget; John Lechonsito – City Attorney; Rommel Dionela -SP Secretary; Juney Buenacosa – PNP; Eddie Batchar – Treasury; Dr. Giovanni Deles – City Health Officer; Lynnie Balino Local Government Officer (DILG).

Dr. Domingo Miguel Jacalan was once elected Vice- Governor of Sultan Kudarat. Other shining alumni: Dr. Efhraim Collado – MHO Lambayong; Jose Tabuga -SKWD Manager; Demetrio Jerez – SUKELCO Manager; Mr. Barron – DOLE Manager; Dr. Benjamin Suedad, Board of Incorporator Green Hospital; Jimmy Andang – SP Secretary of the Province of Sultan Kudarat; Bonifacio Valdez – VMC City College -Owner/Administrator.

NDTC alumni working in the vineyard of the Lord: Ronnie Torres soon to be ordained OMI priest; Julius de Gracia to say his Thanksgiving Mass here in Tacurong; Marlo Horlador (RIP) the first NDTCian priest; Fr. Joseph Borreros, is the mission in-charge of the Orthodox Church in Southern Mindanao, with base-mission in Lake Sebu and Surallah; Bishop David Salazar covers the Southern Mindanao area of the JIL church. Our very own Parish Priest is Fr. Robles.

The length and width of educational landscape has almost been filled up by NDTCians. After serving as VPA . Dr. Nenita Garcia was joined by her husband Gaudencio Garcia in running the first large early learning center in Pres. Quirino. Dr. Rosmalin Arzagon now serves as NDTC VPA. Merle Baulete is VP for Admin and Finance, her son-in law Elmer Muyco is the current Principal of the high school department, Renato Neri runs the institution’s Extension Program and NDTC alumni Affairs; Edgar Gonzales curates the NDTC Tri-people Musuem.

The public sphere of educational landscape has Gildo Mosqueda-City Schools Division Superintendent ,General Santos City; Dr. dela Cruz is Sarangani Division superintendent; Joseph Pilotos is Tacurong Central District Supervisor; Memvie Alesna – principal ,EJC Montilla; Freddie Delantar -Princiapal-VFGNHS; Danilo Umadhay-Principal-TNHS, Roberto Leyza-Principal-ENHS; Frank Nawal-Principal SPCES; Pangi Balubugan-Principal-PQNHS; Dr. Muhaliddin Suaeb-Aministrative Officer, SK Division.

Outside Tacurong , we have Renato Hingco Vice President, Bicol University; Hernanie Carillo-Vice President -HCCD. Top 50 Filipino entrepeneur greats include one NDTBHS alumnus – Feliciano Juarez of Copylandia Philippines. He owns the company. Marketing strategist Djolan Lictawa takes charge of 5 signature jeans in the Philippines. Dr. Remo Aguilar is a multi-talented physician who organizes lectures on health, a blogger of every event in Tacurong, an artist, a writer.

In the field of music, art, culture and technology (IT): Johnny Garcia is NDTC’s Beethoven, Da Vince, and Gates. Dindo Quevada owns QWorks; John Bernard Fresco owns the FREBROS; Joeph Glenn Lazado came as the first animator in the city-now handling the videography of ARKOWA Arts; Melvin Aradanas and Francisco Torres are the city’s favorite emcees. Felix Mendoza became a national -local coach of Tacurong badminton national players. All CAT oficers in Sultan Kudarat elected Ron Lazado as President of the two-week COLT in Isulan. Bernabe brothers with Ruel, runs the biggest steel and glass works in the city while the Torrecampo bothers with Jerry, owns too, the biggest automotive shop in the city. Carlo Casipit won gold in the national secondary press conference in photo-journalism . His father, Jesusito Casipit is now the DRAGON King.

Speech power conquers. Allan Rey Lucerna captured the orator’s crown that had long been held by the Cotabato Chinese High School orators in the Region XII Water District Annual Oratorical competition. Jimmy Tanara won the silver in Kidapawan and Ron Lazado had his bronze in General Santos City in the Mindanao-wide Water District oration contest. Renato Purazon won silver medal in NDEA Talumpati contest in Marbel. Junel Bedua also a silver medalist in NDU- NDEA Talumpati. Finally, Gerald Vidal brought home the first NDTC gold in NDEA Talumpati held at the Notre Dame University.

And also who would ever believe that it was an NDTC alumnus who was made to speak before the world dignitaries – ambassadors, consuls, papal nuncio, Philippine cabinet men, legislators, governors and mayors, government executives and celebrities during the LAST birthday of the Philippine strongman Ferdinand Marcos at Malacanang Maharlika Hall. He spoke on the Philipine experience in human settlements. While he was speaking, Cardinal sin was seated at the right hand of the strong man, his eyeballs were seemingly twirling as he was looking at me (as if asking me: is that so?). That was a five-minute speech. The program was emceed by Bert (Tawa) Marcelo and Pilita Corrales. Vilma Santos was the last celebrity to arrive to greet Marcos. That alumnus is the by-line of this simple piece….

NDTC – Notre Dame of Tacurong College
NDEA – Notre Dame Educational Association

Notre Dame is a Catholic school in Tacurong City, Sultan Kudarat, on the island of Mindanao, Philippines.

Tacurong City Patroness: Nuesta Senoa de La Candelaria…guiding light of Notre Dame of Tacurong College

Tacurong City Patroness: Nuestra Seῆora de La Candelaria

…guiding light of Notre Dame of Tacurong College

By Apolinario Villalobos

The swampy barrio of what was once Pamansang (later, Talakudong), the old name of Tacurong, formed part of Buluan. The barrio was accessible then, via the Rio Grande de Mindanao. Makeshift wharfs were located at Dulawan, Maganoy, and Buluan, according to Mr. Menandro Lapuz who, together with his two brothers, Felipe and Eusebio, came all the way from Nueva Ecija during the early part of the 1940’s to seek their fortune. The road that led to the already progressive Koronadal was nothing but a “feeder road” with its length furrowed by the sledges drawn by water buffaloes. Another “feeder road” cut through the grasslands that led to Surallah via Isulan. A tamer road led to Cotabato via Esperanza and Maganoy.

The Pamansang of long ago was a typical barrio, greened by the profuse growth of talahib, cogon, enyam and acacia trees, as well as, bamboo grooves. There was a makeshift chapel occasionally made alive by visits of priests from Koronadal. Not long after, several priests who belonged to the Oblates of Mary Immaculate (OMI) came, to build the foundation of the Notre Dame of Tacurong. Simultaneously, pioneer settlers of the land joined hands in expanding the chapel. The advocacy of the early educators of Notre Dame was not limited within the confines of the school, but extended to the spread of Christianiy, through the first chapel which was yet empty of any venerated image.

One of the early teachers of Notre Dame who hailed from Iloilo, Mrs. Josefina Legayada-Lechonsito, suggested a patroness for enshrinement in the chapel – the miraculous Lady of Candelaria, whose image has been venerated in Jaro, Iloilo since the early 1800’s. Her suggestion was eventually, heeded. The bell followed, donated by Don Vicente and Dona Salud Garcia, Don Juan Garcia and his wife, Mrs. Maria Montilla, and Mr. and Mrs. Roberto Tulio. The four massive posts for the bell tower were donated by Mr. Menandro Lapuz.

Soon the patroness became known even among the settlers in areas around Tacurong. The celebration held during the first week of February attracted devotees who flocked to the continually improved chapel which necessitated expansion to accommodate them. When Tacurong became the center of evacuation during the unrest in early 70’s, the church was always filled with devotees who sought intercession so that peace would prevail, a call which was heeded, as Tacurong now enjoys tranquility and harmony despite cultural diversity of the locals.

When Notre Dame of Tacurong for boys was established by the missionary priests of the Oblates of Mary Immaculate, they opened its gate to all who would like to learn, regardless of their religious affiliation. It was therefore, not surprising when Muslim youth from Maganoy, Buluan, Sultan sa Barongis, Datu Piang, and Dulawan, donned the green- striped khaki pants and white t-shirt uniform, although, they were exempted from joining Religion class, scheduled novenas and rosaries.

Along with the establishment of the Notre Dame high school for boys, the Notre Dame high school for girls was also established and administered by the Dominican nuns of the Order of Preachers (O.P.). Just like its counterpart for boys, the Girls Department was also some kind of an educational institution without barrier. Muslim girls donned the green skirt and white blouse uniform, although, not required too, to attend Religion class, and scheduled novenas and rosaries.

Later, the sisters of the Oblates of Notre Dame (OND), arrived to assist the priests in their effort to reach out to the far barrios that needed to be visited regularly.

To make sure that graduates of the two Notre Dame high schools could pursue even the first two years of their college education, preparatory courses were offered, leading to Bachelor of Science in Elementary Education (BSEEd), Bachelor of Science in Education (BSE), Liberal Arts (LA), and Bachelor of Science in Commerce (BSC). Despite the trying times that tested the financial acumen of the college administration, somehow, third and fourth year levels were opened not long after. The school which started with small rooms to accommodate high school students has metamorphosed into a progressive college, with courses that big colleges and universities also offer.

With the Lady of Candelaria as the inspiring and moving spirit behind the enthusiastic pioneer educators and religious groups, many things were accomplished for Tacurong. What they did set the trend of progress. More schools were established, such as Lyceum of the Philippines and Magsaysay Memorial College, even vocational schools such as Grimaldo Fashion School and Parisienne Academy. The public market flourished and resulted to a more healthy business environment that encouraged the trek of more migrants to Tacurong.

There are stories about miraculous transformation of lives of locals that they attribute to the Lady of Candelaria, but which are kept as of yet, though, sometimes, they are shared discreetly. As a gratitude to the patroness, they maintain their vow to come home from where they are permanently settled today, to be part of the annual fiesta celebration.

Tacurongnons attest to a unique miracle that involved the quick transformation of the once swampy barrio into a progressive town, and eventually, a city. Strongly felt, too, is the prevailing harmony among the locals who are composed of Muslims, Christians and indigenous tribes. The harmony clearly oozes with goodwill, prompting the local government to refer to Tacurong as the “City of Goodwill”.

As an added information, the devotion to the Lady of the Candle or Candelaria, originated in the city of Candelaria,Tenerife, one of the islands of Canary Islands, where it is regarded as a “black Madonna”, hence, the name Our Lady of Candelaria or Nuestra Señora de la Candelaria. Although, the basilica that enshrines the patroness is located at Candelaria, she is considered as the patroness of the whole Canary Islands.

The Survival Instinct of the Filipinos

The Survival Instinct of the Filipinos

By Apolinario Villalobos

Survival is a human instinct, but varies according to environment and culture. Some can survive with utmost honesty, some with deception, and still others do with violence. The Filipinos use ingenuity and resourcefulness in order to survive, sometimes even with much tolerance of a wrongdoing – a manifestation of a non-violent character. This tolerance does not mean, however, that the Filipinos are of a cowardly race. By survival, this writer, mean endurance and persistence.

Filipinos have shown that despite the onslaught of disasters, they have recovered, with grace, yet. And, recovery is made with resourcefulness. Though typhoons and floods may have flattened villages and towns, the affected literally pick up pieces of their lives– actually, useful debris that could be pieced together even for a scant roof over their head.

Tin cans become pots for rice to be cooked and water to be boiled for doled out coffee or instant noodles.

In big cities such as Manila, what some perceive as vagabonds are actually Filipinos who survive on the jingling coins in their pockets and junks that can be salvaged from dumps, and sold in recycling centers for their daily subsistence. Those who sell candies and cigarettes in traffic-clogged streets do their best to set aside substantial amount for a pedaled trike (traysikad) that would become a regular source of a bigger income. Some patiently gather vegetable trimmings discarded by vegetable wholesalers, to be cleaned and sold by pile on sidewalks.

The non-violent character of the Filipinos made them tolerate even the blatant ineptness of the government, and instead of raising hands that grip guns, they make do with rallies where effigy- burning, shouts, speeches and songs become their “most violent” expressions. Not even the much ballyhooed “People Power Revolution” that caused the toppling of the Marcos dictatorship saw violent actions from the waves of protesters. Compatriots in military and police uniforms reciprocated by accepting flowers and foods offered to them.

While in the Middle East and Africa there are incidents of suicide bombings, nothing of same sort has ever happened in the country. Long before the spate of kidnapping for ransom in Mindanao rocked the island, particularly Jolo and Basilan, some countries in South America have already been suffering from it. Despite the threats announced by headlines in broadsheets and tabloids about the sure collapse of tourism industry because of the varied turmoil, the Filipinos nonchalantly continue to hope for the better by doing something to arrest the downtrend.

The Philippines is a case of “unity in diversity”. Filipinos who have diversified cultures and religions have managed to maintain a closely-knit society. When the vast Philippine Arena of the Iglesia ni Cristo in Bulacan was inaugurated, the whole country celebrated. During the seasons of Ramadan and Eidl Fitre, Christians are one with Muslim brethren, the former being respectful to the solemnity involved. During Christmas, many Muslim homes also display lanterns and Christmas trees. When the MNLF-Nur Misuari faction devastated Zamboanga City, Christians and Muslims joined hands in condemning his act. In Mindanao, when ragtag bands of rebels would attack a village, Muslims and Christians flee to the same direction for safety.

This unique survival character of the Filipinos is once again put to test in the face of the political and economic unrest that beset the country today. Not a single day is without a tabloid or a broadsheet shouting headlines about corruptions in the government and the weakness of the leadership. The Filipinos turn to the social media to express their ill-feelings. There are pockets of rallies but they are held with utmost restraint. Issues on the volatile economy and impending “chaos” that might result to starvation due to skyrocketing of prices and expected long power interruptions do not deter the steadfast Filipinos who astutely maintain their patience and poise.

The unique survival instinct of the Filipinos may be attributed to their fear of God. Their religiosity is so deeply-rooted in their character that even in the face of any adversity, they are unfazed.

May Kapalit Ang Pagtitiyaga…tungkol ito kay Wilfredo Bautista

May Kapalit Ang Pagtitiyaga…

(tungkol ito kay Wilfredo Bautista)

Ni Apolinario Villalobos

May kasabihan tayong “kapag may tiyaga…may nilaga”

Ganyan ang nangyari sa buhay ni Wilfredo Bautista

Sa Kenram, ang pamilya niya ay unang napatira

Na kalaunan ay napadpad sa New Isabela.

Nasa elementarya pa lang ay matikas na ang pangarap

Maging sundalo, tagapagtanggol ng mga mahihirap

Hindi masisisi dahil sa mga nakitang nagaganap –

Mga karahasang nagpapadilim ng hinaharap.

Sa murang gulang, gabay niya ang nagisnang kahirapan

Lakas na sa kanya ay nagtulak upang pagsumikapan

Na matamo, pangarap na maalwang kinabukasan

Pipilitin niyang makamit sa malinis na paraan.

Nang mag-high school ay nabago ang kanyang minimithi

Maging CPA na katumbas ng kanyang pagpupunyagi

Subali’t sa tulad man niyang mahirap, ‘di ito madali-

Abut- abot pa rin ang kanyang pagbabakasakali.

Nangyari nga ang kaniyang kinabahala, ang agam-agam

Kahi’t noong sila ay nakatira pa sa malayong Kenram

Na sa kahirapan, pangarap niyang kay tagal inasam

Malabong makamit, masakit man sa pakiramdam.

Sa isip natanim ay pagpursigi, at Diyos sa kanya ay gagabay

Mayroon pa naman siyang lakas, lusog, at may buhay

Pupuhunaning tiwala sa sarili’y dagdag na kaagapay

Sa pagtahak ng daan tungo sa hangad na tagumpay.

Ang dalawang taon sa kolehiyong inabot ng pagsisikap niya

Ay malaking bagay na, basta sa sarili’y mayroong tiwala

Sa paghanap ng kapalara’y narating niya ang Maynila

Kaya pati mga dasal ay sinamahan na rin ng pag-asa.

Masalimuot ang buhay sa Maynila, nakakagupo ng mahihina

Subali’t wala iyan kay Wilfredo…taga-Tacurong yata siya!

Hindi niya kinalimutang sa bayang pinanggalingan niya

Walang mahinang loob, lahat matatapang, isa na siya!

Naging welder, trabahong pinasok ay lakas-loob ang puhunan

Mabuti na ito, sabi sa sarili, kesa magpalaboy sa lansangan

Tama din ang desisyon dahil sa naipon niyang karanasan

Nagkaroon siya ng tsansang makapagpangibang-bayan.

Siya’y nakarating sa Middle East, pangarap ng mga kababayan

Pagka-welder na kakayahan ang bitbit niya at isinangkalan

Mga amo naman ay napabilib niya sa kanyang kakayahan

Kaya naging supervisor agad ang pwesto, hindi kalaunan!

Ngayon, maayos na buhay ang tinatamasa sa piling ng pamilya

Kalagayan nila’y payak, ‘di maluhong buhay ang tinatamasa

Nguni’t pagmamahal naman ay umaapaw sa tahanan nila

Kaya sa Panginoon, si Wilfredo’y wala nang mahihiling pa.

(Nagtapos si Wilfredo sa NDT Boys’ at napangasawa niya si

Fely Casama na nagtapos naman sa NDT Girls’. Nabiyayaan

sila ng dalawang supling – isang lalaki at isang babae.)

Paglalakbay sa Laot ng Buhay

Paglalakbay sa Laot ng Buhay

(para kay Zenaida Paragas-Sanque)

Ni Apolinario Villalobos

Ang kapalarang nakaguhit sa palad ng tao

Ay nagbabadya ng buhay na makakamtan

Sa unang sandali pa lamang na paglanghap-

Ng hanging sa mga mata niya’y nagpakurap.

Sa sinapupunan pa mang puno na ng tubig

Kung saan siya ay nagkapintig, nagkabuhay

Ang kapalaran niya’y unti-unti nang nauukit-

Itinakdang sa kanya, habang buhay nakadikit.

Sa ibabaw ng mundo, merong laot ng buhay

Nilalaklakbay ng tao tungo sa guhit- tagpuan

Hindi madali ang paglayag, maraming banta-

Subali’t sa mga matatapang, ito’y ’di alintana!

Ganyan ang nangyari sa isang tulad ni Zenaida

Na sa mga balikat ay napaatang ang pagkandili

At pananagutan sa mga kapatid na nakababata

Nang namaalam sa kanila ang mahal nilang ina.

Laman ng isip ay kapakanan ng mga nakababata

Kaya ang sarili niya’y halos ‘di mabigyan- pansin

Abut-abot na pagtiis ay halos gumupo sa kanya-

Akala niya ay ganoon na ngang kanyang tadhana.

Ang Diyos ay mabait, palagi iyang napapatunayan

Sa taong matiyaga’t loob ay buo sa mga pagsubok

Kaya sa tulad ni Zenaida na taas-noong pumalaot

Lahat ng pagtiyaga’t pagtiis niya, ginhawa’y dulot!

(Zeny is married to Romulo Sanque, a consistent

honor student during high school days at NDTC Boys’, till

finally graduating on top of his class.)

The Venerable Metamorphosis of Notre Dame of Tacurong College

The Venerable Metamorphosis

of Notre Dame of Tacurong College

By Apolinario Villalobos

The school that started with a couple of buildings divided into small rooms has proudly metamorphosed into a proud educational institution today, and with a determination, more than ever to excel. The once flood-prone swampy grassland, now pockmarked with modern structures was donated by Mr. Sabas Buenacosa. The institution’s humble beginnings saw sides of pathways planted to acacia trees and aratiles for their shade, and the basketball court patiently built by members of the pioneering faculty, with its thin concrete layer of cement that withstood years of ball dribbling before a thicker one was laid.

The makeshift stage fronting the basketball court was later improved to have a sturdier roof and a stock room. Other enhancements that followed were the Administration office, the two-storey wooden structure that housed the library on the ground floor, and small auditorium on the second floor, an annex building for additional classrooms, the convent of the Oblates of Notre Dame (OND) sisters, and the Training Department (elementary) – all of them further lent a more academic look to the amor seco grass-carpeted campus.

The pioneering teachers were always around to lend a hand for anything that called for the improvement of the school. Effort was on gratis, as the school was still struggling financially to be able to survive. At the helm of all this effort were the parish priest, Fr. Elino Isip and Fr. Robert Sullivan, the school Director. The noisy generator of the parish convent, provided limited electricity in the evening for college classes and activities, especially, basketball on weekends. There were other priests who came before and after them, but the transformation of the school was more felt and became more visible during their time.

Teachers who taught in high school also did the same in college when the latter was opened to welcome eager students who came from as far as Buluan, Lambayong, Esperanza, Maganoy, Isulan, Tantangan, and New Iloilo. Most of the students from the neighboring towns were accommodated by Mrs. Pacing Sara in her home with its several extensions. She was fondly called by Notre Damians as “nanay Pacing”.

Unselfishly dispensing their duties as teachers were Mr. Ricardo Jamorabon who handled PMT and ROTC aside from academic subjects, Mr. Alfonso Romero, Mr. Rafael Sespeῆe, Mrs. Gloria Canzana, Mrs. Ching Romero, Ms. Nenita Bernardo, Mrs. Josefina Lechonsito, Ms. Azucena Hojilla, Mrs. Emma Jamorabon, Mrs. Leonor Pagunsan (who later became President of Notre Dame of Marbel University), Mr. Elmer Festin , Mr. Fermin Roca, and Mr. Plaridel Batucal. Mr. Marcelino Doῆa did his best as high school principal, then. The small band that provided marching tunes during parades and field demonstrations was under the baton of Mr. Cantil and Mr. Tirado.

When the Training Department was opened, Mrs. Trinidad Concepcion took the seat as its principal till the so many years that followed. She was assisted by the able teaching force that included, Mrs. Leticia Romero, Mrs. Lydia Raῆido, Ms. Violeta Subaldo, Mr. Ernesto Cajandig, and Mr. Tim Castaniaga. Because of them, we now have a mayor, Lina Montilla, as well as her siblings Roncal and Lino who preceded her at the helm of the city, successful medical practitioners, Dr. Carlo Romero, Dr. Leo Villalobos, and many more, aside from businessmen, and farmers who contributed to the development of Tacurong.

Mr. Leonardo Ninte, as the librarian, did his best to catalog donated books from the United States, through the effort of Fr. Robert Sullivan, Fr. Haslam, and Fr. MacGrath. The science laboratory with antiquated equipment was administered by Ms. Nenita Bernardo who chose to be part of the just- established school, rather than give in to the invitations from schools in Iloilo. She saw to it that field trips should not go beyond the town to avoid taxing the students with expense. Researches, then, were frequently conducted in swamps and streams, a kilometer or two from the campus, particularly in New Isabela, to gather specimens. On the other hand, Mr. Ric Jamorabon tried his best in converting a box-type structure into a militaristic “armory” – with all its wooden replica of rifles and real, albeit, old automatic Browning automatic rifles needed for demos on dismantling and assembly of their parts. Not a few fingers got hurt in the effort during the required demo as part of the ROTC drill. Mr. Jamorabon also coached the school’s basketball team.

Mr. Juanito Canzana, aside from pitching in when the Pilipino teacher in college failed to show up, was the ever-patient Registrar, putting the school records in order. Supporting him in the administration office were Mrs. Emma Jamorabon as the Administrative Secretary who also taught Physical Education to the college students, as well as, the rudiments of typing which proved very useful later on with the onset of computerized information technology. Mrs. Fely Subaldo on the other hand, made use of her patience in cashiering, and Mr. Plaridel Batucan took charge of accounting.

To further the school’s effort in putting the institution in the mainstream of artistic competitiveness, Kayumanggi Dance Troupe was organized. Talents of teachers and students were pooled in coming up with repertoire of indigenous dances, with “singkil”, as the centerpiece. The opportunity brought to fore the dancing skill of Ernesto Cajandig and the Subaldo sisters, as well as, the singing prowess of Agustin Carvajal. Not to be outdone, Mrs. Ching Romero and Mrs. Leonor Pagunsan put up the high school’s Choreographers’ Club. Mr. Elmer Festin meanwhile, organized the Debating Club for the high school and college, as well as, put up “Green Ember”, the high school organ.

The courses offered in college were Bachelor of Arts with choices of major and minor subjects in English and History, Bachelor of Science in Commerce, Bachelor of Science in Education, and Bachelor of Science in Elementary Education. Scheduled “practice teaching” of BSE and BSEEd students were considered big events, observed even by classmates, who added jitters to the would-be teachers. Some of these practicumers comprised a part of the school’s teaching force later on, such as: Gaudencio Garcia, Ding Lazado, Domingo Salanap, Teresa Neri, and many more.

Graduates who also excelled in their chosen field, just like the teachers, were Erlina Diaz who became the principal of Notre Dame of Isulan, Ruel Lucentales who became Assistant Secretary of the Department of Social Welfare until the time of his demise, Domingo Cargo who got connected with National Food Authority and currently with the Commission on Audit, and Renato Hingco who worked with the Department of Budget and Management in Legaspi City and later as Corporate Secretary of the Bicol University. A graduate in high school, Virgilio Guillermo, also showed excellence later by becoming an Assistant Secretary of Labor during the time of Blas Ople, as Secretary. Later, Veo, as he was called by friends, became the Regional Director of the National Manpower and Youth Council (now, TESDA) of Bicol. A special mention goes to Felizardo Lazado who, despite his heavy teaching load, was able to work on the concept of Tacurong’s only festival – Talakudong. During the early years of its celebration, he was an active member of the city’s festival steering committee. This he did, aside from dispensing additional responsibilities as administrator of the NDTC museum. When he left for the United States, his responsibilities for the festival were turned over to City Councilor Bogz Jamorabon, another proud product of Notre Dame, as the Talakudong Festival’s Committee Chairman.

Another alumnus of this institution who discreetly shares an effort to put the city in the map of tourism is Rey Malana, a nature lover, who converted an inherited property in Barangay Baras, into a bird sanctuary – the only one of its kind in the whole province of Sultan Kudarat. He sacrificed personal gain in favor of the popular clamor and his love of nature, by maintaining the original setting of the fertile farm along the swift banks of Kapingkong River, which would have become a cornfield. The bamboo grooves and a wide patch of indigenous trees were left untouched for the benefit of homing Philippine egrets and seasonally migrating kinds from neighboring countries in Asia.

I could recall a frequent visitor of the campus – Mr. Fructuoso Buenacosa, “Lolo Putoy” or “Tiyo Putoy” to the youngsters. He was the town’s “walking historican”. He never missed a visit to the library, every time he was in the campus. We loved to ask him how the swampy land along the highway was transformed into a plaza, or when the town’s Pilot School was established, or when the first movie theater was opened, etc. His encyclopedic knowledge on the town’s transformation was later compiled into a small book. He, like the other benefactors of the school and parish were fondly remembered for their unselfish acts: Mr. Mending Lapuz who donated the first four posts of the church’s belfry, the structure being an integral part of the school campus, and Mr. Nonito Bernardo who was actively involved in the building of the original parish building where the school’s directors reside, as well as, its current renovation. No less than the bishop of Cotabato, leads the throng of thankful parishioners and alumni in giving due recognition to Mr. Bernardo.

Students and teachers will not forget, too, the ever-energetic lone security “force” of the whole campus, Mr. Juanito Panes. He rendered duty straight for the whole week, making rounds and could still etch a smile on his face. His lanky build did not deter him from facing off with intruders at night, which happened several times. As the generator was turned off after college classes, all he had was a flashlight to light his way around the campus and a piece of stick while checking rooms and corners of the campus.

Those are sweet reminiscences….

And, nothing is sweeter than remembering also the days when high school students would walk in groups on their way to school and the college students on their way home in the dark, with streets lighted only by stray lights from open windows of homes …when parade was a grand event not only for students but also for the whole town…and, singing the “Notre Dame Hymn” and the “Notre Dame March” gave students an ecstatic feeling!

Notre Dame of Tacurong College was a big family, then… still is… and will surely be, in days to come!