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Beng, an exceptional Filipina
August 30, 2005
It
was yesterday when the Arroyo government declares non-working holiday
(naguguluhan talaga ako sa pabago-bagong desisyon.. Okay lang naman,
ikanga “Save by the holiday” kasi may three exams kami and I’m not
ready… 
) for the celebration of the National Heroes day. So, it’s
my task today to elevate the social consciousness of the masses. I’ll
present to you a person whom for me, a heroine.
I read an
article and it’s all about Benjaline Hernandez and I was about to
realize. Her friends, colleagues and acquaintances oftenly called her
Beng. She was a simple, honest, down to earth woman and the Vice
President of the College Editors’s Guild of the Philippines for
Mindanao wayback 2001. She became a victim of a summary execution at
Sitio Bukatol, Brgy. Kinayawan in Arakan Valley on April 5, 2002 and
died together with some of the farmers after being tugged as members of
the New People’s Army (NPA). She
is a martyr and must be given enough tribute and recognition for her
own simple ways, she made a mark to the hearts ofthose who aspire for
peace, justice and human rights from the government that is now called
a growing monster who kill it’s own people because of the politicians
who are starving for power and greed.
I did not have
the chance to met herbut it made me think that I somewhat I knew her
through her poem “Ang Bata”. She wrote it on August 3,2000.
Noong ako’y limang taong gulang,
Ako’y mataas na sa lengguwaheng magsasaka.
Naiintindihan ko na ang ibig sabihin
ng gutom, bantito at renta.
Nagpapaligo na ng kalabaw, nagiigib na ng tubig
Nagbabantay na ng kapatid, naghaharbes na ng mani
Nanghuhuli ng palaka upang ulamin
at kung anu-ano pa…
Walang puwang ang laro sa baryo namin
Sapgkat ang buhay dito ay di nakakatuwa,
Tanging ligaya kapag may anio at pagkain.
Walang bata dito, lahat magsasaka
Noong ako’y sampung taong gulang
Ako’y mataas sa lengguwaheng militar.
Kabisado na ang putok ng armalite, garand, carbin at M14
at M79
Hindi dahil ang laruan namin ay ganito
Subalit dahil normal nang pagala-gala
Ang mga militar sa aming baryo.
Sundalong parati na lang galit,
Parating nakasinghal, mga mukhang aswang,
kung aswang nga ba’y totoo?
Hindi na ako nag-aaral
‘Di rin naman ako makapagtapos
Hindi naman makakain ang test paper
At di tinatanggap ni Bantito ang mataas na grado.
Noong ako’y kinse
Ako’y mataas na sa lengguwaheng Agraryong Rebo,
Naiintindihan ko na, ang ibig sabihin ng Bantito
at panginoong may lupa ay walang ipinagkakaiba sa pasismo.
Yumaman sila, hindi dahil sila ay matalino
kung hindi dahil sila ay mapagsamantala.
At humihirap kami, hindi rin dahil kami ay tamad,
kung hindi dahil kami ay magsasaka.
Iyan ang batas ng pyudalismo.
Problemang sintado ng 75%
“Panahon na upang palayain ang mga magsasaka!”
Yan ang turo sa akin ng mga sundalong nais lumaya.
Ngayon na ako’y dise-otso
Ako’y mataas na sa lengguwaheng armadong pakikibaka.
Ako pala ay kailangan ng rebolusyon
Upang tapusin ang daan-daang tunggalian.
Magpapaalam na kay Nanay at Tatay,
At pati na rin sa aming baryo.
Sasama na sa mga kaibigan,
at magiging isang Pulang Hukbo.
Mababawi na ang lupa mula kay Bantito
Mapuputol na ang kadena ng imperyalismo,
pyudalismo at barukrata kapitalismo.
Mababago na ang ating lipunan
Kapag tayo mismo ang kikilos at sasanib sa hukbo.
Wala namang dapat pagnilay-nilayan pa,
sapat na ang 20 taong pagsasawalang-bahala
Ako man ay may murang edad,
Subalit kung wawariin ay kay tanda na.
Dahil kahit kailan, ‘di totoong nasa edad ang pagkamulat.
At kahit kailan, ‘di batayan ang edad sa pakikibaka.
Gets
the pic”(and I don’t mean the pictures above)? On how Beng fought in
her struggle as could be seen in her poem? She is just one among
the millions of people who still seek for justice and peace. Everyone
of us faces serious condition and we can’t understand why there are
deprivation, oppression and discrimination in society. Where rich
people became more richer and poor people became more poorer.
I
stand firm in my belief tht one should strive to survive to fight for
justice and for acceptance. Those who were blindfolded and refused to
see the truth were a great losser.
Now
I know, that no matter how difficult, we have to do something different
that we can prove to the world that we are not a losser. We should
fight for the right we deserve. And we must continually strive to
achieve the peace, justice and human rights taken from us. We need to
be free. Ano ba’ng slbi ng ating mga bayani, if this is the case? We
need to escaped from the cage that treat us as puppets. We must fight
in order to win, for this is a battle….
Time is a healer
August 22, 2005
I arrived from school, I received a text message from the person whom
become a part of my life before. I promised not to do a reply or a text
message anymore, but I can’t. Her text and her presence has been very
disturbing. Precisely, this person happens to be my ex.. I still like
her and I know she’s aware of that, but I’m not getting anymore into
her life now. I know she’s in someone else and I accept and respect
that fact, but it hurts me. But now I think, It’s nice for me to busy
on my studies, accept responsibilities in school and do some sports. I
believe that if I focused on these, I can forget her and many gals will
appreciate me…
wazz up, wazz up Garci
August 16, 2005 Bago mo simulang basahin ang artikulong ito, siguruhin mo munang manipis ang suot mong t-shirt o palakasan ang volume ng electric fan or aircon niyo dahil baka bubuhos ang isang tangke mong pawis dahil sa sobrang init na nanggaling sa loob nito. Pakisara rin ang mga bintana’t pinto at baka liparin kayo ng hangin… For formality, nais ko munang sabihin na maikli lang yung coverage ng midterm exam namin kaya heto ako ngayon nagba-blog… Hindi lang dahil gusto ko lang magstambay at magpapalipas oras…
May pagkakataon talagang tayo’y napapagod at di natin yun mapigilan, para bagang voluntary muscle. Pagod narin ako sa mga pangyayari at kabibigay ng mga komento sa mga pangyayari sa bansa, kung saan sangkot ang mga matataas na opisyal… Kaya’t hayaan muna natin ang mga pambansang isyu dahil marami rin naman akong balita sa buhay ko… Nga pala, dinuktor daw ang Hello Garci ayon kay DENR secretary Mike Defensor… ngunit si Garcillano at large pa rin at nawawala. Talagang naguguluhan na ako kasi inamin na diba ni PGMA na siya ang nasa Hello Garci tape? So, ano ngayon ang point? Kala ko tinuldukan na ito, may comma pa pala. Eniwey, ang punto ng artikulong ito ay iikot muna sa inyo dahil kayo nga naman (kahit masakit sa loob) ay nagtatiyagang nagbabasa ng blog na ‘to.
Ang inyo pong lingkod ay isang nursing student at nagaaral sa isang pribadong paaralan. Bitbit ko ngayon ang pangamba dahil ang daming bayarin. Kahapon binili ko ang “Nurses Pocket Dictionary” at limandaang piso rin yun at kanina lamang ay ang mga nursing paraphernalias para sa return demonstration namin next, next week… Kaya halos langit ang lundag ko nang nalaman kong magsusuot na kami ng Type C nursing uniform. Sa wakas, mukhang nurse na ako nito. Matapos ang isang taon ng Associate in Health and Science na kurso… Heto na ako’t Bachelor of Science in Nursing stude na.
Kahapon kasama ang ermat ko’y kinuha namin ang perang diniposito ng tiyuhin ko sa bangko. Wala pa kasi akong bank account dahil sa wala akong pagkakataong pupunta sa Metrobank at mag-open ng ATM account. At kahiya-hiya mang sabihin, wala akong kaalam-alam sa mga transactions at kung anu-ano pa sa bangko… Tatlong beses na rin akong pabalik-balik sa metrobank at hindi pa ako nakakakuha ng bank account.. Kaya’t kahapon, ine-require ng bangko na mag-open ako nga account. Sa mga pangyayaring iyon, halos dalawang class session rin ang namiss ko. Pero maya-maya’y nalaman kong di pala sila nag-quizz, instead ibinigay lang ang mga pointers para sa exam. Mahigit tatlong oras kasi ang naconsume ko para lamang makakuha ng ATM account. Pumunta pa kasi ako sa BIR para kumuha ng TIN number…
Kahapon rin nalaman kong may nakakaalam pala sa username at password ng gmail account ko.. Wala rin naman akong planong baguhin dahil maya-maya’y nalaman kong kaibigan ko lang ang may gawa nun… Ang sabi naman niya’y di na niya uulitin at hinding-hindi niya ipagkalat and username at password ko… Okay lang sakin yung kasi naman first time ko palang naexperience niyon kaya kung mauulit man ang pangyayaring ito, that’s the time I’ll change my accounts sa e-mail o sa blog ko…
Sa katatapos na pagpupulong ng mga Paramedical officers sa school namin, ang isa sa pinakamainit na isyu na lumabas ay ang pagsusuot ng barong tagalog para sa mga kalalakihan at ala- Maria Clara naman para sa mga babae ngayong darating na pampinid na palatuntunan ng Buwan ng Wika ngayong ika-26 ng Agosto. Ang sino mang lalabag sa ordinansang ito’y pagmumultahin ng isandaang piso.. Wow! This is exciting…. Aabangan ko ‘to kasi mistulang box office hits ang comment dito…
Dalawang subject lang yung exam namin bukas kaya mags-study na naman ako nito mamayang gabi. Pero nasimulan ko nang mag-study nung Linggo pa kaya’t kunting review na lang mamaya. Mas mabuti kasi yung advance kung magstudy dahil malay natin, magbrown out., E di tayo maka-study…
Humihingi pala ako ng pasenya kay kingdaddyrich sa header image niya kasi inilagay ko rito sa blog ko… I copied his header image pero a note appears”I hate cheating, so no copying”… Nalaman ko na lang na may nadaanan akong blog na ang header image ay katulad nang kay kingdaddyrich..At inilagay ko sa gallery ko. Kaya hayun nakakuha ako ng pix… My apology… erratum
Nakalimutan ko…. Muntik ko nang mawala yung cp ko kanina..
Bago ko i-close ang article na ‘to, gusto ko sanang magpasalamat kay Tito Dean for including my site sa Diongson.com… As my final words, hayaan muna natin ang kamara para sa impeachment ni PGMA. Tanggalin narin natin ang hinuha na maging bilyonaryo tulad ni Bill Gates… We have lots in our plate. imulan natin sa ating sarili…
at [side] KC Country Club
August 12, 2005 I’ve always take my lunch at Jojo Snackhauz located near our school, a 50 steps from our school gate (I think) with some of my friends Alroyd, Irene and Jejumar. But today, the air atmosphere seems change. My classmate invited me to take our lunch at KC Country Club.. I was shocked, thanks for my epithelial membrane for his function as shock absorber… I was shocked in the sense that I know that KC Country Club was the place for rich people and saucy human beings. Therefore, I must have 50 philippine peso- more or less to take my lunch in that country club. I used to join with them because I wnt to try but I have no idea to take my lunch there… I just want for an observation. And the second reason is, I have no money. Then I asked, “How much you can spend for one lunch?”. Harron answered, “Php15.00″… It was a confusing day after all. And I found out later that they lied me. The restaurant they’re talking about was located at the side of the country club. Hahaha, funny.
But mind you, I just spent 15 pesos in my lunch for that meal.. Therefore, I lesser my expenses in the whole day. Finally, I decided to take my lunch every now and then at the side of KCCC. One more thing is, I love their food…
Yahoo!!! we did it!
August 11, 2005
Kala ko, matatalo na kami… Kasi ganito yun, panalo kami sa first game
pero yung kalaban naman ang nanalo sa second game. So magkakaroon ng
decision round. And 15 points ang dapat makuha namin para manalo…
Finally, nakuha rin namin ang panalo…
All about “size and shape”
August 10, 2005
May nabasa akong artikulo ngayon and it talks
about nursing education . Dalawa ang isyu na naging
problema ng mga nursing students. Ang dalawa sa lumabas na isyu ay
tungkol sa katabaan at sa sobrang kulang sa height ng mga students.
Unfair daw sabi ng iba. Ang justification naman is that kung mataba
raw, limited ang galaw ng estudyante. What if ma-assign ang student sa
ER, eh! di kailangan listo siya at hindi papatay-patay ang galaw. On
the issue of height, especially kung sa abroad, e di titingala ka
ngayon sa pasyente mong ala- elepante ang laki at saka baka di ka
maabot yung mga patients record sa desks. Ang komento naman ng mga
“biktima”, sana daw ay pinaalam na ito sa kanila noong bago pa sila
tinanggap sa kursong ito dahil medyo malaki-laki na rin daw ang nagstos
ng mga magulang nila.
In this world, hindi sukatan ang panlabas na
kaanyuan ng tao. I stand firm in my belief, a person needs brain.
Kailangan nating mautak, maabilidad, masipag, matiyaga, wais…
Kinakailangan natin ang utak na nagiisip. Ano naman kung may height at
tama lang yung size and height mo, if bobo ka naman, diba wala rin?…
Napaka-unfair diba? If this would happen, it is already in a form of
discrimination… Pano na lang sa susunod na mga taon, eh di yung kung
ano ang tinatanggap ng lipunan at iilang matataas, eh yun lang ang
aasenso… Pano na lang kung ikaw yung isa sa mga matataba’t kulang sa
height? Aatras ka ba sa laban? Hahayaan mo bang mapagiwanan ng lahat at
hahayaang tapakan. Sa mga panahong ito, nananalo ang lumlaban at
natatalo ang umaapak sa karapatan…
hear the tick tacks…
August 9, 2005
not going to make up a list here on how to manage your own time. I wont
scold you either by the “You must not… You must” words. I myself
can’t even manage my time wisely. But I can make you realize how
important it is, so important that the very moment will never emerge
again.
you’re late for school for instance, you can’t do anything about it
anymore but have the “better luck tomorrow”. Time is our very own
thing. No one can ever steal it from us. We cannot even borrow our
parents or our best friends time. We cannot also save time. I mean, we
can’t hide it now and use it in tomorrow. We cannot put it on our
wallet or in a bank for safe keeping.
All we really have to do is to spend on it.
Therefore, the only choice left is, use your God given, enchanting
mind, to use your time wisely. We don’t hold time, He alone does. And
once we realize the time can only be used once, we then might value
every tick of clock.
It’s not so hard to figure out what to do with our time. We often hear
the reminder that “Time is Gold” and “Use time wisely”, but we just let
it passed through our ears. Fortunately, we are not that dumb who
couldn’t realize that today will never occur again. Never!
Devoid of Logic
August 8, 2005you ever heard a teacher story? nO, it’s not a parable (who am I
anyway, Jesus Christ?)… And it’s not a fairy tale (ano, Lola
Basyang?).. But a true one.. it’s a student story. Here it goes…
Once
in our world literature class we had a graded recitation. Our lesson
about was the play Hamlet written by William Shakespearre. Everytime
our teacher ask her questions, only two to three students rise up their
hands. Imagine, were more or less thirty students in her class and it’s
obvious only three students studied the lesson and understand the play.
I’m guilty not to recite in class because I don’t want to fail the
subject. Luckily, I manage to answered her one question. At last, I
recited in class and possibly, I’ll be given a grade for that answer.
Before we leave the class, she acknowledge those students who recited
in the whole period. Ironically, the first name she said does not
recited.. yes she got a mark, a grade that she (frankly) deserve
(talagang naguguluhan ako). It’s not her fault really. But who’s fault
is it? Sa teacher?? And I’m the one who recited does not given a grade.
I think nakalimutan niya. O siguro mali yung sagot ko but at least, I
have an idea that I’ll do the talking (reciting in that way) so have
put that much expectation.
Isn’t
it unfair for the students to have this kind of teacher. This is just
my wonderings as a concerned student and a hope, that it would soon
change… soon….
reluctant… hesitant… doubt…
August 5, 2005
I was referring to our Philosophy class in Health Ethics…
A couple is pregnant with their second child. During a routine ultra
sound at 7 months or 28 weeks, gestation, the physician discovers that
the fetus is anencephalic. The life expectancy of an anencephalic
baby’s only a few days to weeks after birth. The couple struggles with
the choice to terminate the pregnancy at this time or to carry the
child to learn…
The situation is indeed debatable…
As what I said during the discussion, “There’s a physical and emotional
involves in the issue so there is no way we can make a firm decision
we’ve walked in the shoes of the couple…”
Battle of Confusion
August 4, 2005
One
of the hottest issue nowadays is the proposal of concord or charter
change by PGMA after her State of the Nation Adress (SONA) just
recently. It is indeed one of the most controversial and disputed
issues in the contry nowadays.
People are holding mass rallies to air their staunch opposition over
cha-cha. What is really their in cha-cha that people reckoned it as a
true menace for poor’s quest for progress?
As far as I know and what I heard in the radio stations and
televisions, it is a revision of our constitution through constituent
assembly or constitutional convention… Cha-cha is regarded as
threatening to established lifestyle of Filipino people. It dumps down
our established industry…Some said that it is not true instead it
helps the country for progress and change the serious condition of the
country…
Who is the right? What is the really the truth of the matter?
History
tell us time and again that the issues, not just the concord, involving
high government officials usuall generate outrageous protests from the
people. As the tension rises, so is the destabilization against the
government with rebellion on one side and coup attempts on the other.
It is just a never- ending battle of confusion…
Les Chanson de blogger*
August 3, 2005
What’s fitting in my last blog (k2bu) is the fact that many people have
managed to get me who have not been doing well, hating me. I accepted
those critics, for truly I did wrong. Because of that, it made me
conscious of the way I perform. In some ways, it’s sort of compliment-
at least now, I am becoming aware that whatever bad thing I may do can
be accomodated in some article in the blog and even in the whole
blogosphere…
…
Of course, every endeavor has it’s people,
places, things and other stuff to be thankful for… At ang ZERO GROUND
ay hindi kaibahan sa katotohanang ito. Ako’y nagpapasalamat sa mga tao,
lugar at iba pa- normal o di normal na nagpapatunay na ang lahat ay
puwedeng sumulat sa isang blog.. IN THIS ARTICLE i’M PARTICULAR WITH
PERSONS WHO BECAME A GREAT PART ON MY OBSESSION in blog…
I’m guilty without thanking them…
I’m referring to jangelo and teacher sol,
my advisers in creating this bog… Whatever improvements made in this
blog were all because of them… From a naughty blogger to a good
one… I’m not defining blogging and bloghopping to a
self-glorification because it’s more on lesson. I know a lot through
this set-up…
At first I didn’t know what is the real essence of
blogging that leads me to do such thing that cause me to realized that
I’m wrong… THANKS FOR THE BLOGGERS for the lesson thine give unto me
that days…
*Les Chanson is a french word for The Song…