Showing posts with label philippines. Show all posts
Showing posts with label philippines. Show all posts

Ang Trapiko at ang Ating Bansa

Ang bansa ay maihahalintulad ko sa isang kalsada:

Ang kalsadang maluwag at walang trapiko ay isang bansang napapatakbo ng maayos. Ang lahat at nasa maayos na lugar.

Kapag ito naman ay barado at ang laman ay mga nag-uunahan at di nagbibigayang mga sasakyan; lahat gustong mauna at makalusot; mag-short cut maski bawal, mga taong tumatawid kung saan-saan na lang; mga vendors na naglipana na maaaring maging sanhi ng trapiko; mga drivers na naglalagay sa pulis para mapalusot angkanilang mga violations, mga pulis na nagongotong -- ito ay indikasyon ng isang bansang punong-uno ng mga anomalya, isang bansang di napapamahalaan ng maayos. Dito mo rin makikita ang pagiging utak-talangka ng mga tao. Nasa linya ka na, sisingitan ka pa at yon pa ang taas noo at nakangisi sa kanyang ginawa, bagay na maihahalintulad sa kanilang pagkatao: masagasaan na ang masagasaan, makarating lang sa patutunguhan.

Ang batas trapiko ang pinakasimpleng batas sa ating bansa. Kapag ito ay di nasusunod ng isang ordinaryong mamamayan at lalo na ng mga propesyonal, ano pa kaya ang mga malalim na batas?

Ano na lang ang hinaharap ng ating bansa?

The Old Sumangil House

The Old Sumangil House
The 103-year old Sumangil House, located at the corners of Mabini (where the great Apolinario Mabini was captured) and Mendoza Streets, Cuyapo, Nueva Ecija.

This is where our great Lolos and Lolas, and beloved relatives grew up..

(courtesy of Uncle Ray Soberano)

JONG SUMANGIL(original song) HANGGANG MATAPOS


An original composition by Uncle Jong Sumangil which later recorded by the 5th Gear ...

National Flag Day

The Philippine National Flag has been very visible in the streets lately. Oh yes. it's in preparation for the National Flag Day (May 28) and the 110th Philippine Independece Day on the 12th of June...The Flag is displayed in different sizes. And yes, it's being sold by vendors on the streets, too. Tsk, tsk. A lot of people are making money selling (the symbol of) our country.

Seeing all these banners announcing our love for our Country on its independence anniversary, and for our Flag on how it is carefully and colorfully displayed in almost all the main street of Metro Manila, I can't help but remember this scene which I personally took during the interment of my Uncle (Gil Sumangil) who died of vehicular accident December of last year.



ZTE deal. Lozada. Hello Garci! Corruption. Red tape. Tongpats. Kotong. Moderate the greed. Senate Hearings... Oil price hikes. Rice cartels. Utility price increases. VAT...

It's the National Flag Day today. But NO. I just can't post a better image of our National flag, not at this point in time.
...Not until I see my fellow countrymen settled and out of the streets fighting for their cause against rampant corruption and self-motivated dealings of our leaders... Not until government leaders, and officials, and personnels continue to use their position in taking advantage of their fellow Filipinos for their own-selfish motives. Not until I see Juan dela Cruz smile for he has already won the battle. Not until Ka Abel gets what he has been fighting for 'til his own interment today...

Hay... Pilipinas kong mahal. Saan ka patutungo?

Hanggang Matapos by Jong Sumangil

I have been listening to this song by the 5th Gear over the airwaves. And I loved it especially its heartfelt lyrics that lingers to one's heart... To my surprise, I found out, just today, that it was composed by a relative. Uncle Jong, you are great! There's so much talent in you that remains untapped! Keep it up!

Here is Hanggang Matapos as performed by the 5th Gear:



Uncle Jong said that he composed this song in April 10,1998,
"...the song I composed for my wife, MAE...thanks to a group of five guys named FAST FORWARD/5TH GEAR for giving justice to the song..."
Here is a version from the composer himself:

The Opposite of Apathy

I've been blogging for quite sometime now, on and off though. I have read and came across a lot of sites, a lot are worth my time, others not. But tonight, I just opened the site for all Filipinos who are hungry for changes, just like me. Worth visiting indeed!

While driving home early tonight, along with my wife, I heard an announcement over GMA 7's 24 Oras news program about a site being managed by no other than some of the most admired young political leaders in our country today, namely Mayor JV, Prof. Danton Remoto, Congressman Erin Tanada, Congressman TG Guingona, Gilbert Remulla, and Atty. Adel Tamano, a.k.a. the “young turks”. They are the administrators of a new site called The Opposite of Apathy.

Want to change the world? Have a chat with the "young turks"!

For the latest Philippine news stories and videos, visit GMANews.TV (courtesy of GMA News.TV)

An Open Letter to All Filipinos Everywhere

We are having a big problem in our country due to corrupt government officials and employees resulting to political unrest, chaos and stirred minds of different government and private sectors... As a concerned Filipino citizen, all I wanted is peace for everyone in our beloved country...

I would like to share this letter forwarded to me by a friend amidst the political and economic unrest in our country. I am not sure from whom this letter originally came from but I am sure that this message surely affects the bunch of dreams of every Filipinos from all walks of life from all over the world.

Please read:

"I used to think that corruption and criminality in the Philippines were caused by poverty. But recent events tell me this isn't true. It is one thing to see people turn into drug addicts, prostitutes, thieves and murderers because of hunger and poverty, but what excuse do these rich, educated people have that could possibly explain their bizarre behavior? And to think I was always so relieved when petty snatchers got caught and locked away in jail because I never fully realized that the big time thieves were out there, making the laws and running our country. Can it get any worse than this?

Every night, I come home and am compelled to turn on my tv to watch the latest turn of events. I am mesmerized by these characters. They are not men. They are caricatures of men - too unreal to be believable and too bad to be real.. To see these "honorable" crooks lambast each other, call each one names, look each other in the eye and accuse the other of committing the very same crimes that they themselves are guilty of, is so comical and apalling that I don't know whether to laugh or cry. It is entertainment at its worst!

I have never seen so many criminals roaming around unfettered and looking smug until now. These criminals wear suits and barongs, strut around with the confidence of the rich and famous, inspire fear and awe from the very citizens who voted them to power, bear titles like "Honorable", "Senator", "Justice", "General" and worse, "President". Ironically, these lawless individuals practice law, make our laws, enforce the law. And we wonder why our policemen act the way they do! These are their leaders, and the leaders of this nation – Robin Hoodlum and his band of moneymen. Their motto? "Rob the poor, moderate the greed of the rich."

It makes me wonder where on earth these people came from, and what kind of upbringing they had to make them act the way they do for all the world to see. It makes me wonder what kind of schools they went to, what kind of teachers they had, what kind of environment would produce such creatures who can lie, cheat and steal from an already indebted country and from the impoverished people they had vowed to serve. It makes me wonder what their children and grandchildren think of them, and if they are breeding a whole new generation of improved Filipino crooks and liars with maybe a tad more style but equally negligible conscience. Heaven forbid!

I am an ordinary citizen and taxpayer. I am blessed to have a job that pays for my needs and those of my family's, even though 30% of my earnings go to the nation's coffers.. Just like others in my lot, I have complained time and again because our government could not provide enough of the basic services that I expect and deserve. Rutty roads, poor educational system, poor social services, poor health services, poor everything. But I have always thought that was what all third world countries were all about, and my complaints never amounted to anything more.

And then this. Scandalous government deals. Plundering presidents pointing fingers. Senators associated with crooks. Congressmen who accept bribes. Big time lawyers on the side of injustice. De Venecia ratting on his boss only after his interminable term has ended, Enrile inquiring about someone's morality! The already filthy rich Abalos and Arroyo wanting more money than they or their great grandchildren could ever spend in a lifetime. Joker making a joke of his own "pag bad ka, lagot ka!" slogan. Defensor rendered defenseless. Gen. Razon involved in kidnapping. Security men providing anything but a sense of security. And it's all about money, money, money that the average Juan de la Cruz could not even imagine in his dreams. Is it any wonder why our few remaining decent and hardworking citizens are leaving to go work in other countries?

And worst of all, we are once again saddled with a power-hungry president whose addiction has her clinging on to it like barnacle on a rusty ship. "Love (of power) is blind" takes a whole new meaning when PGMA time and again turns a blind eye on her husband's financial deals. And still blinded with all that is happening, she opts to traipse around the world with her cohorts in tow while her country is in shambles.

They say the few stupid ones like me who remain in the Philippines are no longer capable of showing disgust. I don't agree. Many like me feel anger at the brazenness of men we call our leaders, embarrassment to share the same nationality with them, frustration for our nation and helplessness at my own ineffectuality. It is not that I won't make a stand. It is just that I am afraid my actions would only be futile. After all, these monsters are capable of anything. They can hurt me and my family. They already have, though I may not yet feel it.

But I am writing this because I need to do something concrete. I need to let others know that ordinary citizens like me do not remain lukewarm to issues that would later affect me and my children. I want to make it known that there are also Filipinos who dream of something better for the Philippines . I want them to know that my country is not filled with scalawags and crooks in every corner, and that there are citizens left who believe in decency, fairness, a right to speak, a right to voice out ideas, a right to tell the people we have trusted to lead us that they have abused their power and that it is time for them to step down. I refuse to let this country go to hell because it is the only country I call mine and it is my responsibility to make sure I have done what I could for it.

Those of us who do not have the wealth, power or position it needs to battle the evil crime lords in the government can summon the power of good. We can pray. We can do this with our families every night. We can offer petitions every time we celebrate mass. We can ask others to pray, too, including relatives and friends here and overseas. And we can offer sacrifices along with our petitions, just so we get the message to Him of our desperation in ridding our nation of these vermin. After all, they cannot be more powerful than God!

I implore mothers out there to raise your children the best way you can. Do not smother, pamper, or lavish them with too much of the material comforts of life even if you can well afford them. Teach them that there are more important things in this world. I beg all fathers to spend time with their children, to teach them the virtues of hard work, honesty, fair play, sharing, dignity and compassion – right from the sandbox till they are old enough to go on their own. Not just in your homes, but at work, in school, everywhere you go. Be good role models. Be shining examples for your children so they will learn to be responsible adults who will carry and pass on your family name with pride and honor.

I call on educators and teachers – we always underestimate the power of your influence on the minds of our youth. Encourage them to be aware of what is happening in their surroundings. Instill in them a love of their country, inculcate in them the value of perseverance in order to gain real, worthwhile knowledge, help us mold our children into honorable men and women. Encourage our graduates, our best and brightest, to do what they can to lift this country from the mire our traditional politicians have sunk us into. The youth is our future – and it would be largely because of you, our educators, that we will be able to repopulate the seats of power with good leaders, presidents, senators, congressmen, justices, lawmakers, law enforcers and lawful citizens.

I ask all students, young people and young professionals everywhere to look around and get involved in what is happening. Do not let your youth be an excuse for failure to concern yourselves with the harsh realities you see. But neither let this make you cynical, because we need your idealism and fresh perspective just as you need the wisdom of your elders. YOUR COUNTRY NEEDS YOU! Let your voices be heard. Do what you can for this land that gave you your ancestors and your heritage. Use technology and all available resources at hand to spread good. Text meaningful messages to awaken social conscience. Try your best to fight moral decay because I promise you will not regret it when you become parents yourselves. You will look back at your past misdeeds and pray that your children will do better than you did.

Remember that there are a few handful who are capable of running this country. You can join their ranks and make their numbers greater. We are tired of the old trapos. We need brave idealistic leaders who will think of the greater good before anything else. I voted for Atty. Martin Bautista and his team and I sure hope they will run again. Do your utmost to excel in your chosen field. Be good lawyers, civil servants, accountants, computer techs, engineers, doctors, military men so that when you are called to serve in government, you will have credibility and a record that can speak for itself.

For love of this country, for the future of our children, for the many who have sacrificed and died to uphold our rights and ideals, I urge you to do what you can. As ordinary citizens, we can do much more for the Philippines than sit around and let crooks lead us to perdition. We owe ourselves this. And we owe our country even more."

Uncle Rogelio 'Gil' Sumangil

I received a text message yesterday morning from my sister-in-law while i was driving with my wife on our way to her office in Makati. It stated, "Huwag kayong mabibigla, Uncle Gil is gone... he met a vehicular accident last night..." Ok. I was shocked... I had to park and made a call to the province (Cuyapo, Nueva Ecija).

Just two days ago prior to his (my Uncle) tragic death, I remember telling my wife about him, also on our way to Makati. I was telling her about who among my relatives I would consider I was closest with during my childhood... I bragged about Uncle Gil.

Uncle is the youngest of my father's siblings. When I was about 6 to 10 years old, I remember Uncle tagging me along when he goes out to buy something at the town proper, together with my cousin, Marcos (Sumangil). One thing I will never forget was when he bought a t-shirt for me with the song "Let Me Try Again" lines as its design in front. That song I will always remember, too in my entire life...

Every year, our clan reunite together to celebrate the Christmas season. This year, we intend to make it on the 23rd at Auntie Sylvia's house, my father and Uncle Gil's sister. But with the turn of events, everybody will meet tomorrow at his wake.

I just hope, after this year, Christmas will still be the same.

We hope...

Dengue Fever


My daughter woke up suffering from high fever last Wednesday, November 14. As always, we (my wife Lynn and I) personally took care of Mitzi -- taking of her temperature, giving medicines, etc... We are very cautious of our children's health especially now that Antipolo is being closely watched and declared by the government as dengue infested area...

Later that day, I brought my daughter to a clinic for treatment since her fever has not subsided despite giving her paracetamol twice that day... Her fever reached as high as 40 degrees... Some tests were made on her urine and blood. Some dengue fever symptoms were detected but we were advised to come back the following day as it was too early to say, according to the doctor that it was already a dengue fever... Same signs were noted the following day. On the 3rd day of her check up, we were finally advised that she be admitted to a hospital for proper treatment. Mitzi was declared out of danger this morning after her blood platelets soared back to 199 from 120 yesterday morning. She's finally out of the hospital after 5 days of confinement and we thank the LOrd for making the doctors detect and solve her case as early as possible.

Dengue is a serious disease that all parents should not be taken for granted. Just a simple mosquito bite could lead to the death of our children.

A few weeks ago, Mitzi's classmate died of dengue. So sad because his case was not given much attention as it was perceived as just a simple fever. Another young life wasted.

We are glad our daughter is back home....

The Garbage Truck

I am sharing herewith a story sent by a friend (Ariel R.) from Canada....

How often do you let other people's nonsense change your mood? Do you
let a bad driver, rude waiter, curt boss, or an insensitive employee
ruin your day? Unless you're the Terminator, for an instant you're
probably set back on your heels. However, the mark of a successful
person is how quickly she can get back her focus on what's important.

A year ago I learned this lesson. I learned it in the back of taxi
cab in Cubao. Here's what happened.

I hopped in a taxi, and we took off for LRT Cubao Station. We were
driving in the right lane when, all of a sudden, a passenger jeepney
jumped out of a parking space right in front of us. My taxi driver
slammed on his brakes, skidded, and missed the other car's back end
by just inches!

The driver of the jeepney, the guy who almost caused a big accident,
whipped his head around and he started yelling bad words at us. My
taxi driver just smiled and waved at the guy. And I mean, he was
friendly. So, I said, "Why did you just do that? This guy almost
ruined your car and sent us to the hospital!" And this is when my
taxi driver told me what I now call, "The Law of the Garbage Truck."

Many people are like garbage trucks. They run around full of garbage,
full of frustration, full of anger, and full of disappointment. As
their garbage piles up, they need a place to dump it. And if you let
them, they'll dump it on you. When someone wants to dump on you,
don't take it personally. You just smile, wave, wish them well, and
move on. You'll be happy you did.

So this was it: The "Law of the Garbage Truck." I started thinking,
how often do I let Garbage Trucks run right over me? And how often do
I take their garbage and spread it to other people a work, at home,
on the streets? It was that day I said, "I'm not going to do
anymore." I began to see garbage trucks.

Like in the movie "The Sixth Sense," the little boy said, "I see Dead
People." Well, now "I see Garbage Trucks." I see the load they're
carrying. I see them coming to drop it off. And like my Taxi Driver, I
don't make it a personal thing; I just smile, wave, wish them well,
and move on.

One of my favorite football players of all time, Walter Payton, did
this every day on the football field. He would jump up as quickly as
he hit the ground after being tackled. He never dwelled on a hit.
Payton was ready to make the next play his best.

Good leaders know they have to be ready for their next meeting. Good
parents know that they have to welcome their children home from
school with hugs and kisses.

Leaders and parents know that they have to be fully present, and at
their best for the people they care about. The bottom line is that
successful people do not let Garbage Trucks take over their day. What
about you? What would happen in your life, starting today, if you let
more garbage trucks pass you by? Here's my bet. You'll be happier.

Life's too short to wake up in the morning with regrets, so.. Love the
people who treat you right. Forget about the ones who don't.