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translated as "joyful in
PROVINCES & CAPITAL offering/sharing,” is a festival of
AKLAN - Kalibo jovial celebration of thanksgiving and
sharing of these blessings that took
ANTIQUE - San Jose forms in programs and activities that
depicts oneness of Capiznon with his
CAPIZ - Roxas City
Divine Source of blessings, with the
GUIMARAS - Jordan blessings themselves, and with the
whole humankind.
ILOILO - Iloilo City
Manggahan sa Guimaras Festival
NEGROS OCCIDENTAL -
Bacolod City An identity festival of the province
of Guimaras celebrate every April 16-20
Boracay: The Beach Capital of the for the sustained promotion of Mango
Philippines Industry.
Boracay Island is situated at the Paraw Regatta Festival
northwestern tip of Panay, a large
Island in Western Visayas. It is The regatta is usually held in
part of the town of Malay in Aklan February of each year, is a race among
native outriggers in the strait between
Ati-Atihan Festival Guimaras and Iloilo City.
Celebrated all over the towns of Dinagyang Festival
Aklan , this is a week long
celebration in honor of the Patron Celebrated every fourth week of
Saint Sto. Nino, which culminates January, Dinagyang is the festival of all
on the 3rd Sunday of January. festivals of Iloilo.
priest.
Pete, old friend,
There isn’t really much change have been bought by the mayor’s son. Now, there’s a
barbed wire
in our hometown since you left.
Inside the gate are guys who carry a rifle and a pistol.
after she was hit by a truck when crossing the street.
reach the hearts of the farmers. Still only a handful go to mass on Sundays.
The farmers come down every Sunday In the church the men talk, sleep; the children play.
to sell their agony and their sweat for The priest is sad.
a few pesos, lose in the cockpit or get drunk on the Last night the storm came and blew away
way home.
the cornflowers.
now spans the gray river where Tasyo, The cornfields are full of cries.
the old goat had split the skin of our young lizards Your cousin, Julia, has just become a whore.
to make us a man many years ago. She liked good clothes, good food, big money.
The long blue hills where we That’s why she became a whore.
used to shoot birds with slingshot or spend the Now our hometown has seven whores.
summer afternoon.
Pete, old friend,
Waray
we always remember you. Oh we miss
Refers to the people of Samar
both Pete and Pedro. and Leyte.
They had slain the whole After the war, food production
villagers, turning Samar as and education were the first
“howling wilderness” priorities of Commonwealth
government.
He ordered that all Filipinos
should be treated as enemies Pre – Spanish Waray society was
except those who collaborated divided into three classes:
with them and who were 10yrs Nobles, Timawa, and slaves.
old below.
The class standing was acquired
Later, hostilities declined and the not only by blood but also the
Samareños and Leyteños were qualities one possessed.
making peace with the
Americans. They believe in many gods: one
for home, for farm, and for seas,
Some revolutionist went to the rivers and lakes. They called
mountains and combined forces these gods diwata.
with the Pulahan whose
members believe in anting – Magnificence
anting. By Estrella D. Alfon
During the Commonwealth THE MAGNIFICENCE
period, Baker B. Sherman, first
superintendent of Samar and Estrella D. Alfon
her head and said, if you want to bother
There was nothing to fear, for the yourself. And the thing rested there, and the
man was always so gentle, so kind. At night man came in the evenings therefore, and he
when the little girl and her brother were helped solve fractions for the boy, and write
bathed in the light of the big shaded bulb correct phrases in language for the little girl.
that hung over the big study table in the
downstairs hall, the man would knock gently
on the door, and come in. He would stand
In those days, the rage was for
for a while just beyond the pool of light, his
pencils. School children always have rages
feet in the circle of illumination, the rest of
going at one time or another. Sometimes for
him in shadow. The little girl and her brother
paper butterflies that are held on sticks, and
would look up at him where they sat at the
whirl in the wind. The Japanese bazaars
big table, their eyes bright in the bright light,
promoted a rage for those. Sometimes it is
and watch him come fully into the light, but
for little lead toys found in the folded waffles
voice soft, his manner slow. He would smell
that Japanese confection-makers had such
very faintly of sweat and pomade, but the
light hands with. At this particular time, it
children didn’t mind although they did
was for pencils. Pencils big but light in
notice, for they waited for him every evening
circumference not smaller than a man’s
as they sat at their lessons like this. He’d
thumb. They were unwieldy in a child’s
throw his visored cap on the table, and it
hands, but in all schools then, where
would fall down with a soft plop, then he’d
Japanese bazaars clustered there were all
nod his head to say one was right, or shake
colors of these pencils selling for very low,
it to say one was wrong.
but unattainable to a child budgeted at a
baon of a centavo a day. They were all five
centavos each, and one pencil was not at all
It was not always that he came. what one had ambitions for. In rages, one
They could remember perhaps two weeks kept a collection. Four or five pencils, of
when he remarked to their mother that he different colors, to tie with strings near the
had never seen two children looking so eraser end, to dangle from one’s book-
smart. The praise had made their mother basket, to arouse the envy of the other
look over them as they stood around children who probably possessed less.
listening to the goings-on at the meeting of
the neighborhood association, of which their
mother was president. Two children, one a
Add to the man’s gentleness and his
girl of seven, and a boy of eight. They were
kindness in knowing a child’s desires, his
both very tall for their age, and their legs
promise that he would give each of them not
were the long gangly legs of fine spirited
one pencil but two. And for the little girl who
colts. Their mother saw them with eyes that
he said was very bright and deserved more,
held pride, and then to partly gloss over the
who would get the biggest pencil he could
maternal gloating she exhibited, she said to
find.
the man, in answer to his praise, but their
homework. They’re so lazy with them. And
the man said, I have nothing to do in the
evenings, let me help them. Mother nodded
One evening he did bring them. The looking at the man with a smiling little
evenings of waiting had made them look question of puzzlement.
forward to this final giving, and when they
got the pencils they whooped with joy. The
little boy had two pencils, one green, and The next evening, he came around
one blue. And the little girl had three again. All through that day, they had been
pencils, two of the same circumference as very proud in school showing off their brand
the little boy’s but colored red and yellow. new pencils. All the little girls and boys had
And the third pencil, a jumbo size pencil been envying them. And their mother had
really, was white, and had been sharpened, finally tell them to stop talking about the
and the little girl jumped up and down, and pencils, pencils, for now that they had, the
shouted with glee. Until their mother called boy two, and the girl three, they were asking
from down the stairs. What are you shouting their mother to buy more, so they could
about? And they told her, shouting gladly, each have five, and three at least in the
Vicente, for that was his name. Vicente had jumbo size that the little girl’s third pencil
brought the pencils he had promise them. was. Their mother said, Oh stop it, what you
will do with so many pencils, you can only
write with one at a time.
Thank him, their mother called. The
little boy smiled and said, Thank you. And
the little girl smiled, and said, Thank you,
And the little girl muttered under her
too. But the man said, are you not going to
breath, I’ll ask Vicente for some more.
kiss me for those pencils? They both came
forward, the little girl and the little boy, and
they both made to kiss him forward, the little
girl and the little boy, and they both made to Their mother replied. He’s only a bus
kiss him but Vicente slapped the boy conductor; don’t ask him for too many
smartly on his lean hips, and said, Boys do things. It’s a pity. And this observation their
not kiss boys. And the little boy laughed and mother said to their father, who was eating
scampered away, and then ran back and his evening meal between paragraphs of
kissed him anyway. the book on masonry rites that he was
reading. It is a pity, said their mother,
People like those, they make friends with
people like us, and they feel it is nice to give
The little girl went up to the man
us gifts, or the children toys and things.
shyly, put her arms about his neck as he
You’d think they wouldn’t be able to afford it.
crouched to receive her embrace, and
kissed him on the cheeks.