Thursday, January 31, 2008

Baro's Pride and Joy....

 

MJV COUNTRYSIDE RESORT OF BARO ASINGAN PANGASINAN

A "Must" Itinerary for Visiting Asinganians

By: Polly de Jesus Bautista

Asinganians need not travel far to enjoy the amenities and comfort that a resort offers. Just under 5 minutes drive from the center of town is Countryside Resort, in Barangay Baro, Locals have been patronizing this sprawling relaxation spot for close to 9 years, & its clientele is growing as it continues to expand its service and attractions. Many of its guests come from neighboring towns of Tayug, San Manuel, Sta. Maria, Urdaneta and others.

The resort is my labor of love of the Bautista family, In April 1997. I and my two sons made a visit in Asingan to attend the annual town fiesta. What I observed and noticed among the local, gave me an idea of what to come next.

" There's a difference in the people’s lifestyle. They are fond of grand parties held in their cramped yards. The youths love to hang out," I recalled.

I sent back my two sons to the United States, while I decided to stay behind to figure out how to respond to the challenge posed by the changing lifestyle of my kabarangay. For a start, I introduced a catering business to the people of Asingan. Then I thought of expanding and diversifying my business. I developed the area around my ancestral residence for the purpose. The result: a picturesque, affordable gateway that's easilly accessible to Asinganians.

The resort features 6 clean, cool swimming pools for both young and adult.It is complete with slides and is surrounded by a shaded picnic area.

There are entertainment rooms where guests can playcoin-operated video machines and sing at the karaoke bar.

There are also billard tables, as well as gym and fitness center for men and women.

There is a chapel surrounded by green plants where wedding, baptismal ceremonies are held. For group conferences, there is an available fully- equipped conference room. The resort has a function hall that can accomodate 300 people. Here, wedding parties and other celebration are held and where food are prepared and served in-house.

A waterway purified drinking water is a part of the expansion for customer and household consumption in the community.

For those deciding an overnight stay, there are fully air-conditioned guest rooms with private bath,refrigerator and kitchen utencils. There are 3 Apartelle available for guests opting for a discriminating lifestyle.

How much the resort is contributing to Asingan's economy is not available , but an investment of this kind sure is a boom to the town. It helps promote local tourism and provides an incentive for other Asinganians, particularly those living abroad, to invest their money in the town of their birth.

Anyone interested to know more about the resort my contact POLLY DE JESUS BAUTISTA in Asingan, tel. no. (075) 563-5618 or 09215417617 (Cell).

 

 

 

for more photos, click on the link below:

http://www.pangasinan.org/asingan/

then click on  the MJV Countryside Resort link...

meet Rudy's family......

 

Rodolfo Salon   with his family..Rudy who came from Bantog is now living in Valencia, California...

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Wednesday, January 30, 2008

poem for all Moms

I love you mom...

Pour out some wine and I will reminisce
And I will go through my life's drama,
Remembering that when it seems that I'm hopeless
My mom will say the words that would get me back on track

I can always depend on my mom 
Who  always said "The Lord is always there.."

When I was a sick little kid
Mom kept me happy  There’s no limit all things on what she did
And all my childhood memories
are full of all the sweet things she did for me
and even though I acted crazy
Mom always understood me, saying "don’t give up,
The Lord is always there .."

You made me thank the Lord and
no words that can express how I feel
You never kept a secret from me, you always stayed real and honest

And I appreciated the way you raised me
and all the boundless love that you gave me

I wish I could repay all things you done b
ut there's a brighter day though, everything will be okay
If you hold on: it's an everyday struggle, and you got to roll on..
And I said " there's no way I can pay you back..."

Time passed by; I listened to all you said to me
You have witnessed that everything went okay

Then you said
"You paid me back already.."
Most appreciatingly...

Dear mom now I fully understand
And I am saying these words

Most appreciatingly...

--Archie Macanas

a touching story

Don’t Cry Joni…(  story behind the song )

This song reminds me of a  girl who had a crush on me. I was in college in Manila that time and I lived in my uncle's house in Pag-asa, Quezon City.

This girl,  our neighbor was 14 and I was 24 years old.  One day it surprised me when her friend handed me a letter from her. I opened the letter with 3 words on it and I was shocked.  I can’t believed what I read from a girl whom I ignored.

Subsequently I concealed my feeling so as  not to embarrass her. But it did not prevent me to tell  just one person : my wife Benilda. She just smiled after I told her.

Three months later,  I did  not see her anymore because I moved  to Sampaloc with Benilda. I saw her once in a while when I visited my relatives. We just exchanged smiles.

Four years later, I was about to go to America I anticipated some thing will  happen so I would  see her. I have to stay in Pag-asa to get ready for my travel to America. I stayed there for 2 days.

Well, many people knew she had a crush on me.  Then I saw  her and I noticed she become a pretty “mestisa” at the age of 18. But still I don’t gave her any attention. I was so embarrassed when she came to me and hugged me.

Benilda showed some signs of discomfort..  When we were heading to the Airport, Benilda said, “I am glad you won’t seeing her anymore hmp!” I asked her if she is jealous although  it was pretty obvious.

After 3 years I received a letter from my cousin in Pag-asa with her letter attached. The letter told me that I would be a “NINONG” to her first baby.


My  story might be different from the lyrics of “Joni please don’t cry!” but every time I hear this song, I always  remember her..End of my story..

Song Lyrics

Woman - Jimmy please say you'll wait for me
I'll grow up someday you'll see
Saving all my kisses just for you
Signed with love forever true

Man - Joni was the girl who lived next door
I've known her I guess 10 years or more
Joni wrote me a note one day
And this is what she had to say

Woman -Jimmy please say you'll wait for me
I'll grow up someday you'll see
Saving all my kisses just for you
Signed with love forever true

Man - Slowly I read her note once more
Then I went over to the house next door
Her tear drops fell like rain that day
When I told Joni what I had to say

Man - Joni, Joni please don't cry
You'll forget me by and by
You're just fifteen
I'm twenty two
And Joni I just cant wait for you

Man - Soon I left our little home town
Got me a job and tried to settle down
But these words kept haunting my memory
The words that Joni said to me

Woman - Jimmy please say you'll wait for me
I'll grow up some day you'll see
Saving all my kisses just for you
Signed with love forever true

Man - I packed my clothes
And I caught a plane
I had to see Joni
I had to explain
How my heart was filled
With her memory
And ask my Joni if she'd marry me

I ran all the way
To the house next door
But things weren't like they were before
My tear drops fell like rain that day
When I heard what Joni had to say

Woman - Jimmy, Jimmy please don't cry
You'll forget me by and by
It's been five years since you've been gone
Jimmy I married your best friend John


if you want to listen the song Please click this site: http://music.yeucahat.com/listen.php?s=411

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Well, what can I say Archie? Everybody do not have a chance to be a Godfather to a child of a pretty lady..I guess it is the second  best thing to being a father, don't you think so?...:)

--vic

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Feedbacks and postings...

Van, a faithful friend from this board says:

I see myself in that real war games.We used bamboo "guns" and lipaplpo fruit and manunnngal fruit as bullets.  If we ran out of it we used wet and soaked small pice of any paper rolled into a rounded shape and pressed inside the little hole, about half centimeter in diameter,of that kawayan bayog bamboo.We even mix pulverized glass with this bullet to hurt the enemy ( ouch ).Yes, it is real war between poblacion and the  kids  who live from around  the Independent church area about less than kilometer away. It was fun but no joke---it is a real war that sometimes ended in boxing and stone throwing..I am still bewildered why such war game existed among us .

Thank your for retrieving all these childhood silly memories--it makes me smile---and relax.

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I refrained from joining these games when I was still growing up in Asingan..But I love fencing with sticks ( a kiddie form of arnis ) especially in that high  taep mound at the back of Monyang's cono mill..We also tried swords made of plastic ( but these were quite expensive then for kids like us )..Some classmates used spiders as "gladiators ".."Hey, my spider can lick your spider, wanna bet?" I do not think there was any serious betting then..Lots of real live games then, better than some video games which are now rampant gluing kids to TV monitors...

Here, for the record  are some of the postings on the  subject which I gleaned from the Asingan Board..These will be here for posterity. I have my own mailing list, many of whom may not access to the Asingan Board...

GAMES CHILDREN PLAYED IN ASINGAN

Pati Basketball, simple lang. Saan nga masapul ti parquet floor, nabisibisan nga katapukan laeng mabalinen. Awan ti painted sideline kada baseline, uged laeng diay daga. Awan referee, honesty laeng. Awan pay ti clear fiberglass backboard ken collapsible ring, na-welding nga steelbar laeng nga nailansa idiay tabla nga board, awan pay net na – naipalkap idiay puon ti niyog, awan pay overhang na isu nga panay long shot ta maibangga ka no ag lay-up ka. hehehe.

Awan ti hi-tech nga sapatos with air-cushioned soles and lightweight materials, converse laeng nga canvass wenno nba wenno bata rubbershoes, mabalennen. No awan, agsaka-saka kan ta baka mabaddekan da pay diay rubber sandals mo nga Spartan, mapugsat pay ket kakaisuna met ngarud. Uray la mangapuyo ti dapan ta nabara diay pagay-ayaman.

Uniform? Aguksob dagitay dayo tapno mabigbig ti akkakadwa he he he. Awan dagita bling-bling nga headband kada wristband kada knee pad. Ibaredbed mo diay panyom dita ulomon ay ket chamberlain kunadan. Hahaha. No maka adornado ka, medyo ag jumpshot ka diay adayo saka tumaray nga aglulukay dagiti pungua punguam, kasla agiwarwarsi ti danum. hehehe. No maka jaworski ka met, medyo sumikel ka kada tumabyog sagpaminsan hahaha… All the while, sipsiputan yo diay para iggem ti pusta ta amangan no agpukaw no naabaken diay home team hehehe.

Gatorade? Apan kayo diay likod ti bab-balay ta pagsisinublatan yo nga bumbaan ken ab-aban diay binatwag nga gripo. Hehehe. No taga baryo ka nga padak, ammom daytoy hahaha.---Sonny

 

Bugsy, those were the days, really. Awanen ti pinasangdo ken palumba ti nuang, mabalin nga pinnaguyod ngatan ti kulegleg ita. Dagitay ayayam tay idi, dida pay matarusanen hehehe. Awanen datay agaarak nga ub-ubbing no nasillag diay bulan. Saan nga excitingen diay ag-dive diay teppang ti karayan, namaymayat idiay diving board ken water slide iti resort ni maam poly. Narabaw la ti ragsak idi, simple lang dagiti kayat. Ittatta di pay kayat ti pinutot ti PSP no saan nga diay slim version, sinalbag. hehehe.

Sammy – oh, who can forget those barbaradyok? We take them by the basket in the paddies of pagumpias and masicampo. They’re delicious and free, usually taken as a side dish to the main fare of vegetables and fresh water fish from nearby bodies of water: Kalungkong, Tanggal, pa’yas, etc. Other fishing implements aside from those you mentioned are the banniit, patukkaw, tarik, liwliw and sigay. When we are not fishing, we are in the bangbangkag hunting for rabong, u-ong, kulat, bunga ti sinkamas, sabunganay, ube, boga (wild yam), etc. Awan ti makwar-kwarta idi ngem saan nga agbisin ti tao no nagaget. Im not sure if barudyok still exists, I think its extinct – vanished perhaps just like many other species by the pesticides of modern farming.----Sonny

 

Those were the days when playing outdoors was still part of the young generations activity. I am pretty much aware of what's going on those days and you are right, i was never involved in such skirmishesand war-like games. I know that it was a lot of fun as i heared endless stories from combatants and warriors. I can say i was at the safe vantage point and enjoyed watching an actual combat with some primitive weapons as you mention.

One good thing, after all those summer "hostilities" was a ceasefire as soon as the school starts. Behaved na ang lahat pag-pasok sa North Central School. Walang samaan ng loob. As if nothing happened. Yes the "pagumpiyas" field (maybe close to hundred hectares and own by a single family from Tagalog Region, Bencing Sales) was a "battle ground" during those summer days. On the other hand, for those peace loving inhabitants like me (uhm) these verdant fields offer nice scenery and source of some exotic and endemic kind of food. I remember picking and searching this green translucent gelatin-like slimy "barbaradiok" on the newly dried rice paddies. It is simply served by pouring hot water, then with a little salt and droplets of kalamansi juice. Presto, may salad ka na sa hapag kainan.

Not that i am righteous, but i prefer outdoor activities such as fishing, agala iti "ara-rawan" and the like. At young age, i experienced some primitive ways how to catch fresh water fish. Who can forget the "bukatot" and "palayaw". The bokatot as the word emplies will catch anything that swim inside it (including foreign and unnecessary floating yellowish soft objects) while the palayaw will catch those jumping "bontiek", ar-aro, paltat, dalag or borikaw. (Anyway,bontiek, borikaw ken dalag belongs to the same specie. No bassit pay ket Bontiek, the middle size kasla ngay braso iti ubing ket borikaw, iti kadakkelan nga kasla gurong ket dalag). Nakasay-sayang laeng nga malagip dagiti napalabas, when food sources were still abundant. Yes those were the days...(sigh).

Sammy

 

Hey Sonny, Diay ngay pinnasangdo ti nuang, wenno agkamat ti pugo? Agitono ti tukak wenno otot hahahaha. Yak! but I love it. Those childhood memeories only applies to the taga barbaryo I am afraid hehehehe. Its unique and pity those golden times are gone when as a boy you won't object when your father tell you to go agpastor ti nuang because you knew there's fun. We let free our animals and then go to Bactad and play basketball. Now, you can hardly asked a boy to do that, farming mechanization and modernity of living changed all that. Sibon, pinnaltugan, pinnalsoot, linnemmengan, pitiw or shatong were our pastimes before none were the net, facebooks, utube, TV or stereo. Reading materials almost confined to Bannawag, komics, liwayway or song hits. Dagiti met babalasitang ket agtutuon da idiay agdan nga agkikinnuto hehehehehe. Ahhhh...Those were the days.

--Bugsy

 

I had similar experience as a young boy, maybe 10 to 11 yrs old, when we waged ‘war’ with boys from nearby Macalong. Between Dupac and Macalong is a wide farmland called "Pagumpiyas" which is planted to rice during the rainy season and to mongo or maize during the dry months. In between crops, during summer especially, boys from dupac and macalong inevitably meet in the grazing grounds. Competetion usually follows – starting with friendly banter that later on escalates into fistfights, when someone dares to touch another one’s ear. What I remember and enjoyed most was the barrio war which started with "pinnalsuot" that later turned into "binnarsak ti bingkol". The following day, more boys from both camps join the fray some are even imported from kalawagan and cabincolan (east vs west) and this time it degenerated into "pinalsiit" and the war zone expanded to include that wide expanse between the North Central and the Camposanto. Then, the next day some boys brought in their father’s "escopita" and "flying icepicks". And before we knew it, what started as a kiddy wargame was soon taken up by our manongs and uncles! They have to call in the tough guy, Mng Bill Benito (RIP) who was a councilor then and the barrio captains to settle that one. Hehehe. But boy, was that exciting! Relations normalized when June comes, as we carry on as schoolmates at NCS as if nothing happened. Im not sure if sammy remembers but maybe he's too much of a good boy to have joined. --Sonny

 

During or after the rice harvesting season, we brought our Nuang(Kalabaw) ken Baka to the rice field, and while they are busy grassing, the kids start a boxing match. I remember that, we (Carosucan Norter) used to have matches with kids from bactad,Urdaneta; the gloves that we used, was the sako, just wrp it around your hand and there is the boxing match. I was one of those kids, kaya pagalaki, puro gasgas and mukha. kamukha Ni Manny Pacman.---RA

 

There comes a time when that part of Asingan towards the Urdaneta boundary will be turned into a nice boulevard. The mango trees now bearing fruit and seems houses steadily sprouting out since PSU campus was there. Malagip ko pay idi ubbing kami no mapan kami agpastor idiay asideg ti boundary ket adda boxing bouts nga maaramid ta dagiti taga Bactad, Domanpot ken Carosucan Norte ket agdadanon kam amen sadiay. Ti glove let imputiput nga kamisita dita knucles mo ay apo mayat ta baryo vs baryo ti laban idi. Malagip yo pay diay Kabaritan nga idi nalugin ket pinagbalin da nga piggery? Addan sa pay tay building na dia ba?

---Bugsy

 

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DAMNITOL
 
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EMPTYNESTROGEN
Suppository that eliminates  melancholy and loneliness by reminding you of how awful  they were as teenagers and how you couldn't wait till  they moved out!

ST. MOMMA'S  WORT

Plant extract that treats  mom's depression by rendering preschoolers unconscious  for up to two days.

PEPTOBIMBO  
Liquid silicone drink for  single women. Two full cups swallowed before an evening  out increases breast size, decreases intelligence, and  prevents conception.

DUMBEROL
 
When  taken with Peptobimbo, can cause dangerously low IQ,  resulting in enjoyment of country music and pickup  trucks.

FLIPITOR  
Increases life expectancy of  commuters by controlling road rage and the urge to flip  off other drivers.

MENICILLIN
 
Potent  anti-boy-otic for older women. Increases resistance to  such lethal lines as, 'You make me want to be a better  person. '

BUYAGRA  

Injectable stimulant taken  prior to shopping. Increases potency, duration, and  credit limit of spending spree.



JACKASSPIRIN  
Relieves headache caused by a  man who can't remember your birthday, anniversary, phone  number, or to lift the toilet seat

ANTI-TALKSIDENT  
A  spray carried in a purse or wallet to be used on anyone  too eager to share their life stories with total  strangers in elevators.

NAGAMENT
 
When  administered to a boyfriend or husband, provides the  same irritation level as nagging him, without opening  your mouth.

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

  This article first appeared in the AJ  last April 3, 2006
 
HOW THE KIDS PLAYED WAR GAMES IN CABINGCOLAN

by Arsenio Macanas

TWO places in the Western Poblacion  I remember as a kid, were always against each other in a regular kiddie "war game".Why we did them I do not know. How we did them  still lingers in my mind.

We had the war games between Cabingcolan vs. Marketside that started as a child's play, then I think it became  a real one at the end. This game is similar with the paintball game here in America. I think our game was more injurious and harsh than the paintball because , we didn’t have those goggles, masks and the uniforms ( like a full metal jacket). We were armed with paper bullets air gun made of bamboo (we called it palso-ot) and water spray gun( also made of bamboo) using water mixed with chili pepper. If those "bullets"  got you in the eyes, that would leave you blind, either temporarily or permanently. 

These two groups had leaders. The leader of the cabingcolan team was Renato Escorpiso, now  a successful Electrical Engineer ( a multi million Contractor for oil refinery in Asia). Rexie Ramos was the leader of the Market Side, the son of the late ex-vice mayor Rafael Ramos (now  a successful Medical Practitioner). I heard he lives in San Francisco California. These two fellows were 5 years older than me. Anyway, I didn’t know how they started this game I just joined them them later to have fun.

The game started at the back yard of the late Mr. J.Esteban the former teacher from the Rizal Academy. There was a trail then at the property of Mr. Esteban that linked to the late Nana Sebia Escorpiso property (cabingcolan side). Most of the cabingcolan residents used this trail, to go to the Market. Then during the early 80’s the Esteban Family closed this trail with a high  fence,  because some of the passers - by using the trail were abusing the property. I remember the sweet and delicious kakaw trees (cocoa tree). Everybody wanted to help themselves and also to the other fruit trees. I felt guilty cuz I tasted quite a few of them( he!he!he!) Yeah, every time I used the trail I can’t help not to visit the kakaw tree, it was delicious! Manang Celly Torres, Please don’t get mad at me. It wasn’t only me I just imitated the other passers by. (By the way, I would like to thank you and Eric Mauricio all those Free pass in Disney land every time I had a guest… summer is coming and Disneyland is fun.)

Every afternoon, the game would resume. I knew it was  vacation time then but I can’t remember if was summer or Christmas. I was only 8 or 9 years old then and initially it was a lots of fun. THEN, the game started becoming harsh and violent. The market side boys started using  buckets filled with different kinds of s__t to throw to us. The next day, we started using slingshot (palsiit) and wooden gun slingshot with the nail bullets. I did not know who made those, they just handed to us from those who were older than us.

One day someone named Ambo Lopez got seriously injured. He was shot on his head with a nail. I saw it with my two eyes. Blood was gushing from his head and they had to  bring him to the hospital.

Games over!It became  history at this point. Since then, I never saw anybody play the war games anymore. I saw some kids played palsoot but just by themselves, target practice, maybe.. But, no more war games!!

Manong Renato and Manong Rexie, that was  lots of fun with good memories. To those who were in this game, "Peace  be with you all."---#



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  • just finished reading your literary piece Manong Seniong...heheheh... I didnt know that my uncle was leader in a brat pack....Had I known, heheheh... I myself indulged in this "war game" while growing up as a kid in the silent town of Asingan...

    Uncle Rene Escorpiso is now in the states... taking his time off probably... Who knows you might bumped ionto each other one time..

    I am now in manila working and living here... Regards to your Mom and Sister and to Manong Johnny...

    Ciao
    Bernie- The son of Eddie and Shirley Escorpiso
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  • hahhahahh you guys are talking about our  backyard
  • #1 Comment from litauson | Email litauson
     
    How wonderful it is to reminiscence the old days. As I read your poetic epistleI was elated. You deeply touch my heart.  Me too grew up at the same place you mention, and in fact once a classmate of Renato Escorpiso.  Jovencio Esteban is my granduncle, Cely Torres is my auntie. I used to live with Mrs Bibiana Bautista, which is the sister of J. Esteban. Our house used the be the old big house that belong to the late former judge Dalmacio Guillermo sits across the marketplace, until we moved to the big house next to Bugayong rice mill.

    I used to hang out with Lorna Tayaba and Miss Garcia, also with Pamela Diaz and Lereza Ramos.

    Thank you so much for writing your memoirs!

    Lita Uson
    Ph:(808)779-4394
    julietuson@gmail.com
    www.julietuson.com

THE LITTLE GIRL

WITH THE LONG BLACK HAIR

 

There was a little girl with long, black hair

Her face was cute, with such lovely eyes

She stayed in a store under a big, green house

That place for me is paradise

 

Aside from the girl inside this store

Were jars of pastries, biscuits and rice cakes too

Each time I go to church with my Mom

I begged to her "Oh please, let's see what's new"

 

 

So every Sunday morning we would go

And I stared at the wonders inside

I would see her there in the corner

She was  silent but to me she always smiled

 

Then we dropped by again one time

And I asked the owner on that Sunday

"Where is that little girl that always sit here

Why is she not here today?"

 

"Somebody came and took her away"

The man in the store explained to me

"Why did she go, I love her so."

" Its her I really want to see!"

 

I broke in tears and begged my Mom

Let's go home now I am so sad"

I never told her I saved some coins

Now its too late, and then I felt so bad

 

My Mom said, "My dear little girl

Do not be silly, there are other toys around"

"Yes, but she's the special doll for me

I saved for her, and now she's gone..."

 

for rain

from Anonymous

 

 

SASKATCHEWAN POEM


It's winter in Saskatchewan
And the gentle breezes blow
Seventy miles an hour
At twenty-five below.


Oh, how I love Saskatchewan
When the snow's up to your butt
You take a breath of winter
And your nose gets frozen shut.


Yes, the weather here is wonderful
So I guess I'll hang around
I could never leave Saskatchewan
'Cause I'm frozen to the ground!

*****

And I thought the winter here in Toronto is a bitch...:)


submitted by Ernesto de Leon,

sketch by  Vic Costes...:)

Monday, January 28, 2008

two more vintage photos..

Can you identify the  subjects in the photos?

Now, where did the ball go?

 

Long Live the Queen!

And long live Andres Bonifacio ( right at the top...)

( Photos courtesy of Arsenio Macanas)

Send me more, Archie..! Thanks!

Sunday, January 27, 2008

fun photos from Annie

enjoy, enjoy!!!

Late to post this one from yesterday.I had to enjoy our anniversary first some nights ago. Now  he's out for work  while I am figuring out how to spend his money.

Anyway,here's HRH,my family including Oscar the Rascal doing crazy stunts during our free time.

And who said life at home is no fun?

- annie

What do you want, Oscar?? You are lucky you are not in the Philippines...:)

 

Horsing around..somebody's bound to be kicked!

 

A trumpeteer with Joey Boesch at the piano..A nice evening for the seniors!! Google Joey...

 

Arsenia practicing songs for the Asingan reunion!

 

HRH reading ( surprise! ) Pang.Org/Asingan page..

 

The pose that refreshes..( with apologies to the Coca Cola company..)

 

Counting the days before the reunion?

 

A wall of Arsenia's citations and awards...

 

Here's Rudy Salon, one of the constant writers in our Asingan Board..!!

 

 

did the ball go through?

another priceless photo!!

Being able to capture a live action photo clearly must surely be a feat..considering no digicams  still existed then..If the house in the background is Dr. Sally Bugayong's ( one of Asingan's dentists ), then the game must have been played on the old basketball court right at the northwestern edge of the town plaza..The new Sports Center building must still be non-existent when this photo was taken.

The street goes all the way to Dupac and on the other end, it will bring one to the back of the Municipal building right into the "Main Street" of our beloved hometown.  Frequented this street also when I was still there because at that time Mrs. Loreto Blando Mizal was still living in that big house a few doors away from Dr. Bugayong's clinic.

Mrs. Mizal ( may her soul rest in peace ) influenced me to pursue writing at least as a sideline. She also finished Journalism at the UST,  and both of us taught at the Rizal Academy for a while. Then she found a job at the Divine Word Academy in Urdaneta, while I went back to school at the UST College of Fine Arts.

One month before the semester at UST ended, I received a telegram from her telling me she is leaving DWA and she recommended me to the school  President to fill up her position. She has a government job waiting in the FORPRIDECOM an agency located in the UP College of Forestry campus.

Manang Loreto is one of the all helping, all giving persons in Asingan. After 2 years, I left DWA and I followed her to Los Banios because she found an editorial position for me at the UP College of Forestry, Department of Forestry extension. I did not have to teach anymore. I  stayed in this job for four years until I received my visa to move to Canada in 1975.

I do not think the old Blando residence still exist.  It is one of the old, Spanish type houses found in Asingan's poblacion. They do not build houses like these ones anymore..

--vic

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more excerpts from Archie's..

.... My mom was hoping to see Rain before she's goes back to Canada but I think there's not enough time for her to see her . Well, God willing, there will be maybe another time.

That time that I will invite you to see my Beverly Hills mansion with free tickets, huh? Manong. Ha!ha!ha! I hope that dream will come true, who knows? ----:)

....From the  picture below you can see the "AGA" fans. On the right side of the picture there are 3 "AGA" fans watching us in our short shorts, he!he!he!mamaya hahaplos na sila. Sonny, yong mga players mo nakalimutan ko na ang mga pangalan nila.

a feedback from Sonny :

Archie, you’ve always been the thorn on Dupac’s side. And we never figured out quite rightly how to defend against you. It never occurred to us to consult with Benilda and her airtight defense hehehe. But its not only in basketball that you beat Dupac. I used to share a room in Sampaloc with friends and barrio mates, one of them is your mahigpit na karibal ..hehehe… I am sure you and Benilda still remember him.

Well, the best man won !!

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Saturday, January 26, 2008

a priceless photo

this is a classic!!

Oh yeah! Manong here is one  picture that I promised to  Sonny, taken from the old Asingan Sport Center in early 80’s  (if I am not mistaken that was 1982). To tell  you the truth this is my second time to see this picture since my mom gave it back to me  .


The game was our team Western Poblacion Vs. Dupac. While we were playing some of my fellow teammates whispered in my ear telling me that there were 3 beautiful girls taking pictures of us particularly  me, I noticed it though that’s why I had more than 50 points on that game...:)

Manong Vic those are the real fans not the “AGA” he!he!. They did not finish the game though they left before the half time. I heard those beautiful girls were  balikbayans from US of A. I almost can’t remember the games anymore but just mention those fans ( the 3 beautiful girls ) and my mind immediately   flashes back.

Well, after all I never paid any attention to those beautiful girls. But too bad Mrs. Benilda Macanas is already around and she is the best defensive player not only that year its all time or in a lifetime. She guarded me all the perimeters I went and I can’t even aim my best shots.----:)

--Archie

ps..Don't you worry about Rain if she is here with us. We are ready to give her our hand and all possible help.. Remember she is my relative but she don't want me to call her auntie. he!he!

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Thanks for the photo and everything, Arch..I will see if I can work on the other photos...

Dubai shots..part 2

more Dubai photos...

from Sonny's webcam

15 to 18  Office buildings, Hotels and Residential Towers lining the streets where I pass by. Notice the gantry cranes and construction barriers that are still in place.

 

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19. Outside the city center, other growth areas are in full swing for miles and miles of new city blocks

 

 

20. More of the same

 

 

21. Work goes on night and day.

 

 

22. An early-morning view of the world's tallest building under construction

 

 

 

23. The iconic Burj Al-Arab. Allegedly, the worlds most pricey and luxurious hotel.

 

 

24 A typical Friday in our flat. Relaxing and chatting with love ones at home thru the internet.
 
 
25. An occasional picnic in the beach with fellow Filipinos is a good way to socialize and unwind.
 
 
 
26. Visiting the Mall is also our favorite pastime !!
 
 
 

27. A typical trip to the grocery

 

 
 

28. This ski slope is neither in Switzerland nor Austria. This is ski-dubai, a man-made winter wonderland housed on a building in the middle of the blazing desert.....

 

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If your last visit to Dubai was more than 3 years ago, you will be amazed now by the very rapid change in the landscape and the skylines. Desert areas have been turned to lakes, while islands have turned up virtually overnight near the shorelines. High speed highways and interchanges criss-cross what used to be open desert. Skyscrapers have risen like mushrooms everywhere. 

 

 While most people thought that it’s petro dollars that are financing these absurdly fantastic projects, the truth is a heavy part of it is western money. Dubai has become a playground for the filthy rich and the very famous from Europe and America as developed properties are being gobbled up by them faster than they could be built. Donald Trump for example is underwriting some of the most ambitious projects in the Palm Islands. There are big, big projects that are done simultaneously, it’s really overwhelming to think about them. We have been speculating since way back 3 years ago that the bubble would soon burst. But the boom only gets crazier and until now, there is really no sign of let up. Not until five years that we will probably see a slow down. But then by that time, the building boom that are already starting in the other emirates (Fujeira, Ras Al Kaima, Abu Dhabi) would have been into full swing…

 

Sonny Espejo

 

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Thanks for this very enlightening photo essay about Dubai, Sonny!! Very much appreciated by me and all the readers of this board. Do not be surprised if hordes of Asinganians will come and  visit the city to buy the merchandise which they say  is about  one third of the price you would pay in North American retail stores!!

 

For the record, how true is it?

 

vic costes

 

Friday, January 25, 2008

CYBER friend Rain is the name

 

 I met someone i've never seen
she lives behind my monitor screen
 one day we found each other on the net
without a keyboard we would have never met


 I feel closer to her than anyone before
 she sees my heart  right down to the core
I smile when i see her screen name as she logs in
we were so close one in the same


she that cares so much for me
who is not afraid to type "BRB" or "GTG" 

from LOL to muahhh to waaaa we type away
learning more and more of each everyday

she is sooo much more, than flesh and bone
through her words i feel her tone
i can't imagine life without my friend

we've grown so close through a button called SEND

ANONYMOUS

armchair travelogue

DUBAI, THROUGH  MY

CELPHONE CAMERA

Folks who have not been to this part of the world visualize the United Arab Emirates as a Middle Eastern country akin to the images of war-torn Iraq or violence-wracked Palestine which is of course a daily fare in CNN. Others have this image of desert wasteland dotted by oil wells and occasional oasis, populated by nomads living in tents with their herds of sheep and camels. To this day when I get home, a common question asked me in jest is "Kumusta dagitay camels idiay desierto" to which I could only shake my head and smile. Can't blame them really; I almost had the same impression before I moved over here.

 

The UAE, particularly the emirate of Dubai, has become a favorite destination for OFW's since the early 2000's. Thanks to UAE's relaxed entry policy, the sustained construction boom and the burgeoning trade and commerce as it developed into being the financial center and travel hub of the Middle East. With its man-made wonders blending beautifully with the natural beauty of the land, it has also become a favorite tourist destination. Hotels, despite their phenomenal number are almost always fully-booked. Multinational corporations, big businesses and industrial giants chose Dubai from which to direct their Middle East operations.

 

Filipino professionals here have excelled and cashed-in on opportunities in diverse fields such as Construction, Design and Engineering, Medical Industry, Finance, Education, Entertainment, etc. Along with these success stories also come heartbreaking tales of kababayans being duped into coming for non-existent jobs, low-paying sweatshops, abusive employers, hellish living conditions. The unfortunate cases come mostly from those who were misinformed about the opportunities and came with mismatched qualification.

 

Meanwhile, the boom continues. Filipinos continue to pour-in at an estimated 300 heads a day for the last 3 years or so.

 

I have attached a number of pictures to give Asinganians a glimpse of Dubai. These were taken over a period, mostly out of a whim, with my mobile phone and through the windshield as I drive by to and from work--SONNY ESPEJO

 

1. mankhool road in the satwa district of dubai is where I live. I share a flat with 5 other Filipino Engineers.

To get to work, I have to drive through minor streets and service roads towards the main Highway which is the Sheik Sayed Road.

 

 

2. this is at the backstreet behind the dubai trade center

 

3.irrigated beds of greens and flowers adorn the sidewalks and center lanes

 

4. driving along the service road

 

5. turning right from the service road towards the sheik sayed expressway

 

6. The 12 lane Sheik Sayed expressway towards Abu Dhabi is the main artery from the city to the various work zones and growth areas in the suburbs. Seen on the upper right hand corner is the Burj Dubai under construction. When finished it would be the world's highest structure.

 

7. This is the Design House building where I work. It was taken some 9 months ago and looks like it is in the middle of nowhere. Today, we are completely surrounded by new constructions.

 

8 TO 14-  Office buildings, Hotels and Residential Towers lining the streets where I pass by. Notice the gantry cranes and construction barriers that are still in place.

 

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END  OF PART 1..14 MORE PHOTOS WILL COMPRISE PART 2,  THE LAST INSTALLMENT

THANKS, SONNY!!