Tricycle loaded with sayap hats in Tacurong City, Mindanao, Philippines by Apolinario Villalobos

Tricycle loaded with sayap hats in Tacurong City, Mindanao, Philippines….by Apolinario Villalobos

 

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Sa Pag-unlad ng mga Bayan, Uunlad din ang Buong Bansa…pero, maayos na sistema ang kailangan

SA PAG-UNLAD NG MGA BAYAN, UUNLAD DIN ANG BUONG BANSA

…pero, maayos na sistema ang kailangan

Ni Apolinario Villalobos

 

Upang mapaunlad ang mga bayan, ang unang dapat bigyan ng pansin ay ang “purchasing power” ng mamamayan o kakayaha nilang bumili. Paano silang magkaroon nito?…dapat ay may pinagkikitaan sila kahit paano sa anumang malinis na paraan – pagtinda sa palengke na may puwesto o sa bangketa man lang kung market day, pagtulak ng karitong may paninda, paglibot ng mga paninda gamit ang “topdown”. Kapag  kumikita ng maayos ang mga mamamayan, sisigla ang malalaking grocery, mga mall, mga kainan, etc. Kapag nakita ito ng mga investors, magtatayo sila ng mga negosyo, ng mga building na magiging opisina. Kapag lalo pang sumigla ang negosyo, lalo pang lalaki ang kikitain ng mga LGu sa pamamagitan ng buwis. Kapag malaki ang buwis ng mga LGU marami na silang magagawang project….basta hindi lang mahaluan ng corruption.

 

Hindi dahil “malinis” sa paningin ang isang bayan ay maganda na itong palatandaan na umuunlad ito. Ang ibig kong sabihin sa “malinis” ay ang RESULTA NG WALANG PATUMANGGANG PAGTANGGAL SA MALILIIT NA NEGOSYANTE SA KANILANG KINALALAGYAN KUNG WALA SILANG MALILIPATAN….YAN ANG DAPAT NA ISAALANG-ALANG NG LGU. HINDI DAPAT BASTA  MAGTANGGAL KUNG WALANG MAPAGLILIPATAN SA KANILA. ANO ANG GAGAWIN NITO SA MGA MAGUGUTOM DAHIL WALA NANG MAPAGKIKITAAN?

 

Kapag nawalan ng mapagkikitaan ang mga dislocated na maliliit na mga negosyante, istambay ang labas nila dahil walang ginagawa at dahil ayaw nilang magutom ang pamilya may mag-iisip na gagawa ng masama – magnakaw, magtulak ng shabu, ang mga anak na babaeng tumigil sa pag-aaral ay papasok sa mga beer house, ang mga anak na lalaki na tumigil sa pag-aaral ay magiging call boy o batang holdaper o runner ng mga nagbebenta ng shabu. Marami akong nakausap na ganyan sa Manila slum areas kaya ko sini-share. Yong walang ganyang karanasan na napagdaanan ko, huwag mamilosopo. May kasabihang “kapit sa patalim” at ganyan ang nangyayari kapag ang tao ay hindi na makatiis ng gutom.

 

KAPAG MAUNLAD ANG MGA BAYAN, SIGURADONG UUNLAD ANG BUONG BANSA…PERO DAPAT AY MAY MAAYOS NA SISTEMANG PAGBATAYAN…HINDI PABARA-BARANG PERSONAL NA KAGUSTUHAN LANG NG MGA OPISYAL UPANG MAGING SIKAT.

 

 

The BBGM Hotel and Coffee Shop in Buluan (Maguindanao, Philippines)…by Apolinario Villalobos

The BBGM that looks cool from the highway may just be perceived as just a simple structure but it proves to be a big surprise as one steps inside the hotel that offers bed and breakfast and the coffee shop beside the water refilling station. I consider the four-letters as a pride of Buluan, Maguindanao….

Buluan Lake…smiles and homes on stilts (Buluan, Maguindanao, Philippines)

Buluan Lake…smiles and homes on stilts

by Apolinario Villalobos

 

The lake is a few minutes from the town of Buluan in Maguindanao province in the Philippines.

 

Fascinating Buluan Lake (Buluan, Maguindanao, Philippines)

FASCINATING BULUAN LAKE

(Buluan, Maguindanao)

 

By Apolinario Villalobos

 

My jaunt to Buluan Lake yesterday, December 12,  was decided when a blackout cut short my blogging on the patronal fiesta of President Quirino (Sultan Kudarat). Rather than sit it out for the return of the power to keep me going again, I decided to go somewhere else, despite the scorching heat of the high noon sun. I finally I contracted Dagul who at the time was driving a single “habal-habal” motorbike to bring me to the fish port of Buluan. I was lucky to have been driven by Dagul because I found out that he was familiar with the area as he told me that he used to deliver bamboo poles to clients within the vicinity.

 

On our way to the lake, Dagul was narrating his adventures around the area as far as Tulunan where he met new hospitable friends. He told me about the friendly residents of Maslabing and he was right as those we met along the way, returned the smile I gave them and waved back to me as we drove on along the concrete road that sliced through the African palm plantation. What made me more interested about the area was how the locals are making use of solar panels to light their homes. And, what  caught my attention are the clean yards, some with flowers and shrubs.

 

I knew that we were approaching the lake when I could only see the empty horizon ahead of us. And, when we finally reached our destination, I was surprised by its expanse with portions dotted by colonies of water lily. The homes on stilts brought back memories of Taluksangay in Zamboanga that I visited decades ago. What delighted me were the friendliness of the locals. Every time I asked permission to take their photos and their home, they readily agreed after listening to my explanation that I was promoting Buluan and that I would like to spread the news that their place is nice. I added that during the INAUL FESTIVAL, visitors could visit their place to see the lake and have snacks in their convenient stores or sari-sari store.  I told those who owned small carinderias that they should maintain cleanliness to the best they can so that visitors would come back for more of their deep-fried taruk and tilapia.

 

I found half-finished slim and long bancas in some homes, aside from fish traps and black fish nets. Some resourceful residents cook “binignet” a kind of powdered rice porridge with banana. In another home, I found a mother with her  purple-colored cake to be peddled at the wharf.  I was told that in a few hours the first batch of harvested tilapia would be coming in which could be the reason why I saw styro boxes and obvious traders, regretfully, I could wait for it because I still had two places to visit….but definitely I will be back.

APO….(alay sa Mt. Apo) ni Oscar Mondia

APO….

(Alay sa Mt. Apo)

 

ni Jose Oscar S. Mondia

 

Mahal na Apo, muli ako’y narito upang masilayan

walang kupas mong kagandahan

Ano ba talaga ang meron sa iyo

at maraming nahuhumaling,

pati na mga dayo.

 

Aking sinuyod napakahabang ilog,

masukal na gubat akin ng sinugod,

walang humpay na akyatan

“kalbaryo” ang tawag ng ilan

Marating at makita ka lamang

t’yak pagod ay maiibsan.

 

Mahal na Apo wala kang kasingtulad

kayat pangalagaan natin at di itulad… sa iba,

gubat ay malinis na.

 

Mag-isip kapatid bago ang lahat ay huli na.

Paraiso kang tunay para sa akin,

angking kagandaha’y parang langit na rin.

Kulay luntian ang lahat ng kapaligiran,

iba’t- ibang uri ng halaman

mula kay inang kalikasan.

 

Malawak na damuhan sa gitna ay lawa,

paraisong hardin tanging si Bathala ang may gawa,

mala- yelong hangin iyong malalanghap,

purihin ang Panginoon walang kasing sarap.

 

Pinagmamasdan ka habang nakahiga sa “venado”,

tila natutulog na dyosang nasa harap ko,

mahal na Apo wala kang kasintulad,

napamahal ka na sa akin at mga lumad!