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PDI cites Ella blog entry in its editorial
MANILA, Philippines—On October 21, a blogger named “Ella” posted an entry chronicling her experience as a volunteer at the DSWD warehouse on Church Road, Pasay City. She photographed heaps of relief goods, many of them donations from foreign governments and organizations, and asked why so little seemed to have been done with the supplies. (The blogger never alleged outright theft or mishandling of relief goods, only frustration over how goods didn’t seem to be moving out the door with any speed at all.)
The blogger also asked why imported goods seemed to have been set aside. After all, the last thing we need is a repeat of the Guinsaugon relief efforts, where officials cornered imported relief goods and sent expired domestic relief items to the victims.
Within two days the entry had been read, and passed on to others, by a growing number of people online, and had piqued the interest of the Philippine News in the United States and media here at home.
Social Welfare Secretary Esperanza Cabral responded with a statement saying the department was working “around the clock,” and that while the DSWD’s warehouses were, indeed, full, “we have distributed 500,000 food packs and 200,000 clothing packs as well as thousands of sacks of rice, blankets, beddings, and items of personal hygiene in the past almost 4 weeks.”
Cabral says that what is taking place is a “calibrated release” of goods, and her response is worth reproducing at length: “Relief response is not just emergency assistance. There will come a time when we have to do recovery work and rehabilitation work and when that time comes there will not be many volunteers left. There will be large NGOs that we usually work with but mostly it will be the government that will provide relief to these people who are starting to recover and who need to be rehabilitated. We need to keep some resources for them because when that time comes, there will be no more donations coming in, some will be reserved.”
And yet in her official statement, she pursued the line put forward by her secretary—blame it on a lack of volunteers: “Our goods are repacked by volunteers who are there because they want to help. But they are volunteers and report when they have time to help us. Sometimes there are two hundred of them and sometimes there are only a dozen.”
There is something incongruous about the welfare secretary saying government will do the job, as it expects volunteers to peter out, only to then blame its inability to act in a swifter manner, on a lack of volunteers. Public opinion has been—deservedly, we believe—harsh on the DSWD precisely because while the private sector required volunteers to accomplish what is a temporary job, the DSWD has a continuing task and enormous resources at the command of the President. Or, she could have made a public appeal—and indeed did make one, but only after the blogger’s entry started making the rounds.
We understand Secretary Cabral means well. As reported in the papers on Oct. 19, she vowed a “politico-proof” distribution of relief. She told radio station dzBB, “We will not allow politicos to repack UN-donated goods. These will go through us and our personnel will be there while the goods are distributed.”
We bring this up because a “politico-proof” policy is the right thing and ought to have been applied to all relief goods. But she seems to have established one set of behavior for one set of goods, and another set of behavior for another.
The DSWD’s own record of disbursements of relief goods lists the following: disbursements to Secretary Bello on Sept. 27; to Representative Puno (brother of the interior secretary) on Sept. 28; to Representative Ermita-Buhain (daughter of the executive secretary) on Sep. 29 and Oct. 7; to Senator Revilla on Oct. 1; to Representative Crisologo on Oct. 2 and 13; to Rep. Rodrigo Antonino on Oct. 9; to Representative Pizarro on Oct. 10; Representative Abayon on Oct. 11; Representative Arquiza on Oct. 12; and Vice President De Castro on Oct. 3 and 15. In addition, there were at least 15 disbursements to the Malacañang Disaster Operations Center, and three to Camp Aguinaldo.
Far from “politico-proof”!
Blogger exposes alleged DSWD slow-paced distribution of relief goods
Could this be true?
But could truth be judged based on pictures alone accompanied with emotionally filled comments or descriptions?
I salute blogger Ella Rose for her exposé. That was truly admirable of her. How many among us could act like her and take a personal stand and become the 'guardian' of truth, justice, and equality? How many among us can speak up genuinely for those who have less in life?
Ella did what she believed was right. She felt that by letting those relief goods be stocked up longer, it is also denying the intended recipients the good intentions of those who responded promptly to help them right away. If indeed they are for distribution, why delay?
The DSWD should explain what they mean by 'calibrated release'. Does it mean storing some of them for future emergencies or calamities? But the goods were donated for the victims of Ondoy and Pepeng. Perhaps to include Quedan and Ramil. Not for other future calamity victims. Statistics of victims is a public knowledge. Apportioning or allocating these donated goods could be easily done by experts. The DSWD should know by now how much should go to the different regions devastated by the typhoons. I guess all donations must go. No single donation should be left lurking somewhere in any government agency or private entity for that matter. All donations were meant for the victims. And it must be as soon as possible. As soon as they are repacked. Future victims of calamities will have their own share, too once we get there. Meanwhile, the government should always have buffer budget for calamities which it prepares for future use, especially when donors already get burned or fatigued. But it should not come from the donations which the donors gave for a particular intention.
Lessons have to be learned.
5 missing Chinese students found
Thanks God! The five "missing" Chinese students of St. Paul University Philippines weren't missing after all. They probably left for Manila without even bothering to ask permission from the University officials. Two of them already left for Hong Kong. The other three are yet to leave for Shanghai on Saturday.
The news story follows:
SANTIAGO CITY, Isabela – Police have found the whereabouts of the five Chinese students who were reported missing in Cagayan province.I felt a little relieved. Thanks God, it was not a case of kidnapping.
The Chinese nationals, all exchange students at the Catholic-run Saint Paul’s University in Tuguegarao city, were last seen on October 6 but the school’s international student coordinator reported the incident only after a week.
The “missing" persons were identified by school authorities as Li Sha, Tang Jing, Yu Ming, Zheng Xian Jun and Nang Yuan Yuan.
Probers from the regional police office, however, found out that the students left for Manila on the night of October 6.
Li Sha and Nang Yuan Yuan were discovered to have flown out of the country via a Cebu Pacific flight bound for Hong Kong on Oct. 10.
The remaining three are set to leave the country Saturday night for Shanghai, China.
Four of the “missing" students reportedly sought temporary shelter at the house of a Chinese friend in Mandaluyong while Yu Ming stayed in the Manila house of a close friend from the university.
Cagayan Valley police director Chief Supt. Roberto Damian said it looked like the foreign students suffered from homesickness.
However, he said they will still examine Yu Ming’s classmate, identified only as Stella, if there are other reasons why the Chinese nationals left without going telling school authorities. - GMANews.TV
5 Chinese Exchange Students Missing
I hope that this is not a case of kidnapping. And I pray that they would be found soon.BAYOMBONG, Nueva Vizcaya – Five Chinese students from a Catholic-run university in northern Philippines have been reported missing, police said. The missing persons were identified by school authorities as Li Sha, Tang Jing, Yu Ming, Zheng Xian Jun and Nang Yuan Yuan are all exchange students enrolled at the Saint Paul’s University in Tuguegarao, the regional and provincial capital city.
Officials from the university identified the students as Li Sha, Tang Jing, Yu Ming, Zheng Xian Jun and Nang Yuan Yuan, who reportedly were last seen on Oct. 6.
Cagayan Valley police director Chief Superintendent Roberto Damian said Dr. Peregrina Battung, the school’s international student coordinator, reported the case only on October 13. Damian said he has sent a team to investigate the matter. Two Chinese visitors at the Cagayan Economic Zone and Freeport (CEZF) in Santa Ana were also reported missing last April 5. The Chinese nationals, identified as Wehon Che, 35, and Chenny Ang Lee, 45 were both guest speakers to an affair at the Sun City Casino inside CEZF. Authorities said the two were first seen at the Eastern Hawaii Casino also inside CEZF but police tracking teams found them in Manila. - GMANews.TV
I am a Paulinian. St. Paul lives in me.
I am a Paulinian. St. Paul lives in me.
To stand for Christ. To witness for Christ. To preach like Christ. To feel like Christ. To see like Christ. To love like Christ. To live like Christ.
These were what Saul of Tarsus, who eventually became St. Paul, the most zealous among the apostles, though he never met Christ physically, did when he was converted by Christ himself on his way to Damascus. And I am a Paulinian, whose name was inspired by the Greatest Writer and Preacher of all the Apostles. I must say, it is indeed an honor to carry his name Paul because I am a Paulinian.
St. Paul urged Christians to be “all to all” – to minister to the “body of Christ” in faith, hope, and love.
I am a Paulinian. My roots could be traced from the farming villages of the old, rustic Levesville-la-Chenard in Beauce, France. Four young girls moved by compassion began works of charity for the poor – taking care of the sick and teaching them to read and write and about Jesus. A young priest, Pe’re Louis Chauvet nurtured these young souls until their congregation grew in number. He endorsed them to the then bishop of Chartres, Most Rev. Paul Godet de Marais who gave them his name and St. Paul as their patron to become the Sisters of St. Paul of Chartres. The rest, they say, is history.
In 1905, the SPC Missionary Sisters reached the Philippine shores in Dumaguete “to guard the faith” and teach the young people of the “Good News of salvation.”
More than a hundred years later, now here I am, standing proudly before all of you – a Paulinian, inheritor of a glorious past whose people were motivated by their love of Christ. We, Paulinians, live by our motto Caritas Christi urget nos! – our Love of Christ impels us.
This makes me different from all the rest. I stand tall and firm in a sea of people who care less because I care more.
I am a Paulinian.
I am formed as Christ-centered, integrated, environment-caring, and community-oriented person. I am a Paulinian who is academically equipped and morally sensitive in the service of my family, the Church, and my country. I am formed to value the finer and nobler things in life, always conscious of the Gospel of Christ. I am formed to respect myself and to recognize the dignity of others. I am taught to make responsible decisions and to use my knowledge and responsibilities to help others. I am a Paulinian molded to integrate my spiritual and moral values, academic, cultural, vocational, and technological knowledge in my life particularly in fulfilling my various responsibilities in my home and in the community where I belong. I am a Paulinian who upholds my identity, appreciates my cultural heritage, and involves myself in issues geared towards community and nation-building.
I am shocked and angered to see people who are elevated into power tasked to manage the affairs of the government, yet they are motivated by greed and lust for more power in order to get more.
I grind my teeth each time that the fundamental rights and dignity of my fellow are trampled upon by those who are callous and ruthless.
I am shaken by people who think only of themselves regardless of what the cost may be.
I grieve in disgust and pain when those who swore to uphold the law and to protect the people are the same people to bend and circumvent the law to be scot-free from crookedness at the expense of the people.
I clench my fist in shame and protest when lawmakers who profess the Christian Catholic faith would push to legalize and promote the use of internationally accepted contraceptives to ensure “a manageable population of healthy, educated and productive citizens”.
I am outraged not merely by the floodwaters brought by cruel typhoons that ravage cities and provinces and claim hundreds of lives as they destroy billions of pesos worth of properties, but also by the lack of sensible urban planning and the late release of excess water from the reservoirs of gigantic dams! A Paulinian is taught to make responsible decisions.
I am enraged by the utter callousness of people who exact high prices amidst crisis, by the indiscriminate dishonesty and red tape in places enshrined with public trust, by the malpractices of certain professionals who are only after their own welfare and caprices, by the crooks in our society who commit crimes left and right without regard to the dignity and lives of their victims.
I am a Paulinian. I hail and praise to high heavens all the genuine but unsung heroes in our midst who give hope and light in the dark alleys of our jungle society.
I commend all those in public service who are imbued with unquestioned dedication worthy of emulation that brings honor and prestige to the public offices they represent.
I salute with pride all those who extend the extra mile to help build lives and give hope to those who have nothing in life.
I rejoice in gladness to see outstretched arms to embrace another and offer comfort and peace.
I commend all those who genuinely care for the environment and the planet we call home.
And I raise to our ever merciful and loving God all those who genuinely recognize His almighty presence even as I pray that those who have forgotten Him will eventually be converted like Saul on their roads to Damascus.
I am a Paulinian. I stand for Christ. I witness for Christ. I preach like Christ. I feel like Christ. I see like Christ. I love like Christ. I live like Christ.
St. Paul taught me so. He made me so.
And I am thankful because I am a Paulinian.
The Great Flood and The Super Typhoon
Kissing 100 people you never knew
The news read:
One thing I realized in blogging is that you have to make a strange, odd, unusual gimmick to ensure sure hits. Like this girl. But she has another interesting plan. She wants to publish a book about her experience in kissing 100 men. That must be another hit in the making.A Taiwanese woman's ambition to kiss 100 men in Paris has become an overnight web sensation after she provided details of the quest on her much-visited blog.
Yang Ya-ching, a 27-year-old music major living in the French capital, has so far notched up 54 smooches, she said on her blog, which features photos of some of the encounters.
Collaborators in her project included a factory worker, a model, an Italian tourist and even a soldier visiting the capital of romance for Bastille Day.
"I came up with the idea three years ago," she said on her blog.
"Three of my four friends who were aware of the plan warned me that I might wind up getting slapped rather than kissed."
Yang, who plans to write a book about her kissing experiences, has attracted 1.97 million visitors to her blog (www.wretch.cc/blog/angelduck777/24982946), including more than 224,000 on Monday alone."Aren't you afraid of catching a disease?" one of her followers asked."No," she replied. "The more you're afraid of, the less you accomplish."
Unforgettable Moments in Mt. Banahaw
In September of 2007, I had the privilege of scaling the heights of Mt. Banahaw with our 4th Year students for their Outbound Education. I must say it was a once in a lifetime experience. What with the so many legends and stories of mysticism about the mountain.
Mt. Banahaw is located some 170 kilometers from Manila. If I am not mistaken, this is a part of Lucban, Quezon. Legends have it that a certain Agripino Lontok had a vision that the mountain was to become the New Jerusalem. Many believe that there is a certain mysterious energy that the mountain possesses that pilgrims claim they feel renewed and invigorated once they visit the mountain for a spiritual journey. In fact, we were oriented by our guides that many places afoot the mountain have been identified as puwesto, or "holy sites" which should not be desecrated. Allegedly, many religious cults or groups abound around the mountain.The names of these puwestos were given some biblical allusions like Kinabuhayan, Dolores, Santo Kalbaryo, Kweba ng Dios Ama and the famous Jacob’s Well.
I remember, there was this water fall where the water practically descended from the thick roots of a particular vine. Our students were told that the water coming from the fall allegedly had healing powers. The guides called it Buhok ni Ina.
During Holy Week, pilgrims ascend to the mountain for spiritual reasons. Many would try to reach the crater rim peaks called Durungawan to relieve the passion and death of Jesus Christ. There, three crosses have been strategically planted to recreate the actual crucifixion scene. On Good Friday, however, the summit should be deserted, as the mystics believe that only God the Father may bear witness to His Son’s death.
When we went there, we hiked up the mountain with ample amount of water. We had to make sure our water supply would be able to carry us through. We were led to the cold running water of the creek. Then we scaled the heights 'til we found ourselves at the mouth of a very challenging crevice which the people call a cave. It was an exhilarating experience going through the dephts of the cave.
The greatest challenge was being able to reach the peak of the mountain where a large cross was planted. I think the people called it the Kalbaryo. Whoa! Trekking the heights almost made me give up. Thanks to my students who had always been with me. I especially took care of one of them, my ever sweet Jerrmaine de Jesus. Her father entrusted her to me prior to our trip to Mt. Banahaw.
Perhaps if I were to climb the mountain again, I would prefer it on a Holy Week so that I would really experience the mystical magic of the mountain.
Here were some of the unforgettable moments while we were in Mt. Banahaw.
At a UbD Seminar-Workshop
I happened to have attended an orientation workshop sponsored by Rex Bookstore, Inc. for the SPC Education Ministry in Alfonso, Cavite. No less than Mrs. Rita Atienza, the first ever Asian and a Filipino who has undergone an intensive training with one of the proponents of UbD, Dr. Grant Wiggins, conducted the workshop.
It made me rethink of our approaches in instruction. But I will delve deeper into its strengths later on in my coming entries for this blog. Meanwhile, may I share to you some captured moments.
People
With Sen. Alan Peter Cayetano and wife Rep. Lani Cayetano of Taguig. This pic was taken a night before their garden wedding at the Manor Hotel in Baguio City. I was one of their ninongs. My ex-girlfriend was also one of the ninangs. Lani was in the Singles Ministry which we served as couple counselor for a year. Both of them are truly humble and simple. Alan was yet a congressman then.


With TV personality and broadcaster Mari Kaimo of both RPN Channel 9 and GMA Channel 7. He is no longer as active as before as a news anchor. We've met him in Antipolo City at the Our Lady of Chartres Convent.

With The Philippine Star editorial cartoonist Mr. Dominic Dumaraos. He gave a lecture in cartooning during the 3rd Asian Journalism Seminar in Pasig City.
With Miss Melclaire Delfin, news reporter of GMA 7. She delivered news writing during the 3rd Asian Journalism Seminar in Pasig City.
At the GMA 7
We were brought around by Lottie Joya, whom I learned later from her that she was a Paulinian of St. Paul University Quezon city. She gave us Kapuso pins for us to wear while inside the GMA premises, and as a souvenir. Lottie played an AVP of the Kapuso network as part of the orientation. She also gave us a copy of the GMA Kapuso Magazine which featured the inauguration of the state-of-the-art studios.


At the Pinoy Big Brother House





Manila Ocean Park
The Manila Ocean Park is the first ever oceanarium in the country. I had been to Ocean Adventure in Subic, Zambales which features dolphins, but the M.O.P. offers a different exciting stuff. The fish are segregated into several tanks. The corals are shown live and soft. The collection presents various kinds of fish.
What captured my attention was the tank where the green mussels and barnacles were housed. The water comes unfiltered from the Manila Bay itself. Though not murky in appearance, one could see how dirty the water is. Yet, it is where the green mussel or tahong thrives best. They like the dirt. It must be food for them. It made me rethink my fondness of the tahong.
This was not my first time to have seen the Manila Ocean Park. I was expecting for additional features and improvements. But it seemed to me that only the restaurants and some shopping stalls were the new ones. Same tanks. Same layout. Same features. I haven't noticed any big change after 2 years. The roots of the vines grew longer, though.





The Teddy Stallard Story
I showed the clip to a group of college deans and basic education corrdinators and principals in a seminar that I had given in Olongapo City last month. It touched us and made us rethink of our profession again as teachers. Watch it and you'll realize why.
The original is found in this site: http://www.makeadifferencemovie.com/. Thanks to the makers of this touching film clip.
Series of High Profile Deaths
Our very own Francis M, a master Pinoy rapper and advocate of authentically Pinoy passed away on March 6, 2009 at the age of 44. He succumbed to multiple organ failure secondary to severe sepsis and secondary to pneumonia, his doctor confirmed. The rapper was earlier diagnosed to have acute myelogenous leukemia.On June 25, 2009, pop icon and superstar Michael Jackson collapsed at his rented mansion. Reports about the cause of his death confused many. Some claimed it was due to an overdose of a certain drug. Others blamed failure of the initial interventions given him when found vegetable. The Los Angeles coroner treated it as homicide against his personal physician. No matter what the circumstances were, one thing was definitely saddening: he is gone. Michael was known for his famous strut dance moves and moon walks. He gyrates onstage, often holding his crotch to the screams of fans. I was able to watch a DVD of his HISTORY concerts. Thousands of fans shriek as he conquers the stage.
He statues himself to dramatically segue his moves. Even just a single flip of his fingers caught on big screen would send his audience to real frenzy. Strutting his arms and legs could cause spells of fainting and tears flowing down a river on fans' eyes. His moonwalks would blow the fans away! There was magic in his every single concert. I loved his Jackson 5 years. His Give Love on Christmas Day has become immortal. I like the beats of Billie Jean, Thriller, and Beat It. The drama of Heal the World calls on everyone. His help in We Are the World of USA for Africa is unforgettable. More so for his transformation from black to white. He had his share of controversies. But now everything under the bridge. He is gone but to the billion of fans worldwide, me included, he lives.
August 1 made all of us in the Philippines grieved for the loss of the icon of Philippine democracy. Cory Aquino succumed to heart failure as she battled for colon cancer.Now it is Ka Erdy Manalo, 84, of the Philippine endemic Iglesia ni Cristo. Executive Minister of the INC, he was a king maker. Whoever his choice was during elections would definitely make it big. There is just one INC vote, so to speak. His steadfast stewardship of the flock founded by his father, INC Founder and 'angel' Felix Manalo, was undoubtedly to the full and brimming. He died of heart attack.
Series of high profile deaths. The year 2009 must be unforgettable. I hope no one else follows very soon. Let's have a rest. Let's grieve and breath.
Eternal rest grant unto them, O Lord.
And let perpetual light shine upon them.
May they rest in peace.
Amen.
The Campo Trexo



The Forest Club
I should not wonder. Laguna is known for Mt. Makiling, which is a forest sanctuary. But Bai is not that really forested. When we reached the place, it was as if we were entering Fern Gully. A big green gate welcomed us. When it was opened, all I could say was WOW!
The place reminded me of my former childhood playground. I grew up near a forested place. In fact, our house then was at the foot of a hill. Facing our house was a range of great mountains which were just a few steps away. In 15 to 20 minutes, you are in the thick of the forest.
Along the crevices of the forest ran brooks and creeks. My brother and I would often go to the creek after our dismissal in the afternoon and would bring home basinful of big padaw or udang to the delight of our mother. How did we do it? We would catch them just by our hands by wading into the crevices of boulders and rocks. There were plenty to catch. We could see them swimming or hiding underneath the rocks. It was an enjoyable sight.
The forest gave us beautiful sights of nature. Birds would sing their hearts out. There were big kalaws, agile green bullilising, white-dotted martines, noisy salaksak, and many more exotic birds whose local names I don't remember anymore.
The Forest Club reminded me of those memories. But there's a difference. The Forest Club is a man-made forest. The place used to be ricefield. The owner developed it into a forest in a span of only 9 years. The trees were already big when they were planted in the site. But it was a rapid development because one would not even know it just used to be a rice field.
Here are a few shots of the Forest Club:



















































































