July 2014

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Zamboanga Exotica!

Posted on Thursday, 31 July 2014



Zamboanga Exotica!
By Apolinario Villalobos

The Subanon tribe, so called because of their affinity to rivers, were the first to discover the exotic and colorful Zamboanga, naming the place “Jambangan”, as they found the place profusely abloom with wild flowers.

What appeared, however, in the 16th century Spanish map of the Philippines, was “Samboangan” which means docking point. The Badjaos and Samals, sea-dwelling tribes added  the “Jambangan” to the confusion. “Samboangan”, however, was the official name given by the Spaniards to the place. Fortunately, the confusion was only for some time. Later on, the “Samboangan” which was first corrupted to “Sambuwanga”, became “Zamboanga” and finally, emerged as the official name of the city.

June 23, 1635 saw the elevation of Zamboanga into the status of a city. The day also saw Father Melchor de Vera, Jesuit priest-engineer laying the cornerstone for the construction of Fort Pilar which was originally named “Real Fuerza de San Jose”. In 1719, it became “Real Fuerza de Nuestra Seῆora del Pilar de Zaragosa”. During the American occupation in 1899, it was simply called “Fort Pilar”, a name which it still retains until today.

Many times, the city was attacked by pirates and foreign forces. In 1633, it was raided by Corralat and Tagal; in 1646, it was bombarded by the Dutch and by the British in 1798; in 1899, it was occupied by the Americans, and by the Japanese in March 1942; finally, recaptured by the Americans under the command of Major Gen. Jes. A. Doe in March 1945. The city, with the sprawling Pettit Barracks and Fort Pilar were turned over by the United States to the Philippine government in July 4, 1946.

Zamboanga was a “Spanish City” in Mindanao, a seat of Hispanic culture where the Catholic religion and the Spanish language made deep impressions. The local dialect called “chavacano” is a mixture of the unconjugated Spanish verbs and other regional dialects such as Ilonggo, Cebuano, and Tagalog. Most of the elder Zamboangueῆos, however, speak the conventional Spanish.

During the time of my visit, the city took pride in its three villages, the Campo Moslem, Taluksangay and Rio Hondo which were replete with typical local color and tradition. They provided picturesque background to the idly drifting vintas with their colorful sails. The Rio Hondo Village was a pet project of the government for the cultural uplift of the cultural communities. It was comprised of clusters of houses on stilts, and which were made of wooden shingles. However, during the short-lived clash between the MNLF and the government forces, the village was one of the areas that were deserted by their residents. The three villages were always mentioned in folk songs and poems composed by Filipinos and foreign writers, and tickled the imagination of the curious.

Also, during my visit, a Yakan settlement near the Ebenezer Bible School was flourishing at Calarian. The settlement became more colorful with the finished products conspicuously draped over bamboo poles to get the attention of passers- by and tourists. Practically, every family had several members who were involved in the weaving of the famed Yakan “malong” with colorful geometric designs.

Another popular landmark of the city is the Pasonanca Park which is five minutes from the downtown area. The park was the brainchild of Thomas Hanley who worked as a parksman during the administration of Gen. John Pershing. It was the first venue of the international Boy Scout Jamboree held in the Philippines. The vast hilly area covering the park is luxuriantly shaded with trees and gets alive with songbirds early in the morning.

It is suggested that an exploration of the market be made by visitors for their surprising discoveries such as antique brassware. In my case, it’s where I discovered a small stall selling brass items, among which I found a pair of candle holders which I was told, came from Jolo. I was surprised to find similar pair, later in an antique shop in Mabini (Manila), and the owner told me that the pair came from Visayas. I recalled then, stories about pirates from the south who pillaged Visayan towns during the Spanish time.  Some stalls sell items from Sabah and Malaysia, especially, Moslem apparel dominated by “batik” malong, and brass wares.

Southern exotic foods can be had at the market, the most popular of which is “curacha”, a coconut crab which the finicky would not even dare throw a glance because of its horrid appearance. Others are deep sea fish, crabs, and shells – practically, all cooked in coconut milk and turmeric.

It is unfortunate that the short-lived clash between the MNLF/Misuari faction and the government forces devastated some portions of the city. As if the onslaught was not enough, natural catastrophes such as flood and typhoon added their share of devastation to the city. Somehow, the local government is trying its best in the speeding up of the city’s rehabilitation to bring it back to its former glory as “ciudad Hermosa” of Mindanao.

In no time, the curious may need not be asked “…won’t you go, won’t you go to far Zamboanga?” because as of latest update, the city has almost finally recovered, except for the relocation of some families who still endure the rain and humidity in tents. Nevertheless, Zamboanga still remains the “ciudad Hermosa y exotica!”

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The Heart of Philippine Politics Throbs with Gratitude



The Heart of Philippine Politics
Throbs with Gratitude
By Apolinario Villalobos

With the President’s asking the opinion of the Congress on how the “saving” should be defined, did he commit another error?

Most congressmen were recipients of the DAP fund and they will surely come up with a definition which will be self-serving to save themselves from being investigated after the Supreme Court has declared the program, albeit, some parts of it, as unconstitutional. It is a public knowledge that even when the move to impeach the President will reach Congress, it will all just be for show, as majority of the Congressmen supports the President. Prof. Briones, a former government official who worked as a National Treasurer, has been insisting that the right definition of the word is in the Constitution. The Congress is not the right “party” to define what “saving” is, if that what the President meant when he threatened the Supreme Court that he will consult a “third party”.  As a Treasurer, she was considered as among the most knowledgeable regarding the handling of public funds. And, what will happen if the Supreme Court would not agree to what the Congress has “concocted”? Will that be what Filipinos fear as “constitutional crisis” which will necessitate the meddling of the military?

The insistence of Pnoy in justifying his handling of the DAP is understandable, as he is approaching the end of his term, hence, his steadfast attitude in his desire to “finish” as many “projects” as he could to show the world that he did something for his country. His honesty is without blemish and his intention is commendable, though, clearly with a taint of Machiavellian principle in which, the means is justified by the end. Meaning, if the result is good, don’t mind how it was accomplished. For an honest guy like him, it may be alright, but what happens when the country has chosen a president with questionable character, a plundering kind, and would find ways to circumvent the Constitution, thereby, adding more travails to what the Filipinos are suffering from now…all because he has set a precedent? Clearly, looking at the aspirants for the highest post of the country, nobody can be perceived with a clean-enough reputation, as shown by expositions on their involvement in anomalies are concerned. Clearly, too, compared to Pnoy, all of the aspirants are way below the line of honesty. Again, the people’s apprehension is on the word “precedent”.

Remember the congressman who tried to pass a bill to change some provisions in the constitution with the phrase: “unless otherwise, provided by the Law” so that quick changes can be made in the halls of Congress to encourage the establishment of businesses by foreigners in the country? The question is, who makes the Law?...the barbers?... the vendors?...the drivers?...the teachers?  That congressman epitomizes the state of our lawmaking bodies! And this is what the Filipinos do not want to happen – the crippling of the Constitution which has already been mangled by one of the past administrations. And now, Pnoy is consulting the Congress with questionable credibility, and asking for a Law that will justify his DAP!

There is a consistent popular show of disgust on how the DAP was handled. Headlines of newspapers practically shout it out. For weeks, even before he delivered his supposedly hollow State of the Nation Address (SONA), rallies were held denouncing it, radio commentators were and still are one in condemning it, and even the ordinary citizens are still very vocal about their ill-feelings towards it. How can the president, then, maintain his seemingly ignorance about the building up of hatred towards his administration? Is he not properly informed about what are happening outside Malacaῆan Palace? Is his family not extending enough support to him, by at least, honestly telling him the real on-goings? Does he not have a few minutes for reading, at least one newspaper, or at least, glance at a headline, while having coffee?

He has been committing blunders, the worst of which is his adamant holding on to his “trusted” secretaries who are being clamored to leave their posts. His SONA did not do him any good, as he mumbled the same egoistic pronouncements. Even his dramatically breaking voice that showed his hurt feelings about the general mistrust toward his Administration, did not help him a bit. As if the lackluster show, backed up by mechanical clapping of hands was not enough to give him a lesson, he practically ran to the Congress afterwards for help….to that edifice where, the people know, is where his supporters that comprise the majority, lurk! With that move, what will he expect as to how the Filipinos would react?

There is a general impression that the President is practically, being influenced by the people around him, much to his disadvantage. Looking back, that is how his mother, the late and former President Cory Aquino was perceived by the Filipinos who seemed to have woken up one day – filled with regrets, after they virtually gave the power to her on a silver platter when Ferdinand Marcos vacated Malacaῆan Palace.

It is unfortunate that instead of unifying the country and lead the Filipinos towards what he repeatedly call the “straight path”as his last face-saving effort, Pnoy, the “beloved” President of the Republic seems to have chosen the wrong path towards more trouble. His “straight path” is now being touted as one, with plenty of potholes, thorny weeds, and rocks!

There is more “fund” in the Philippines…more fund for the pockets of politicians and lawmakers…more fund for their endless junkets abroad with their families…more fund for “ghost” projects implemented by “ghost” NGOs…more fund for “friends” who helped during the election…more fund for the condos and flashy cars of government officials…more fund for unrealistic researches of government agencies.

But, no fund for the malnourished Filipino children…no fund for the survivors of natural calamities for almost one year now….no fund for bridges in far-flung villages…no fund for the shacks that DEPEd call “school”…no fund for contractual teachers…no fund for empty medicine cabinets of some barangays …no fund for the advancement of agriculture which should be the base of the country’s economy.

In my honest and regretful opinion, the heart of Philippine politics throbs with gratitude…so very sad, indeed!

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The Philippine Eagle

Posted on Wednesday, 30 July 2014



The Philippine Eagle
By Apolinario Villalobos

The Philippine Eagle that we know today was actually, known before as “monkey-eating eagle”, a misnomer because, the bird does not only live on monkeys but other creatures of the forest, as well.

The former management of Philippine Airlines has been a big help in boosting the effort of foreign researchers to put to light one of the country’s rarest birds, thereby preventing its relegation into extinction. It took foreign naturalists steely will power to drum up attention to the plight of the to-be-extinct rare bird, before some local agencies were woken up. Foremost of these groups based in the country was the Haribon Society, a birdwatching organization  founded by Alicia Busser in late ‘70s. The name refers to the Philippine Eagle, the “hari ng ibon” (king of the birds), compressed into “haribon”, and their logo, that of the eagle’s face. The members were expatriates living in the Philippines, who took time in visiting forested areas to record different endemic bird species. A Filipino member was Ed Buensuceso, supervisor of PAL Tours and Promotions’ Research and Development Unit.

During the last week of January 1978, Ed Buensuceso told me prepare for a trek up Mt. Apo, but this time, for another purpose. I found out later that it had got to do with the filming of the breeding of the Philippine Eagle by FREE (Film Research of Endangered Environment, Ltd.) on one of the slopes of Mt. Apo. FREE was composed of four adventurous and young Americans, namely, Robert Kennedy, Wolfgang Salb, Neil Rettig and Alan Degen. The project was funded by the National Geographic. A telex about the death of the eaglet which was being monitored prompted Ed to hasten to the site with me to chronicle the event.

As planned, I went ahead to notify the local forestry in Davao of our intention. The following day, Ed and Wolfgang arrived from Manila. We immediately left for the filming site on a jeep that the FREE team rented for the duration of their project. Wolfgang handled the wheel expertly that even the rocky dirt road did not slow him a bit. We swayed to the crazy motion of the seemingly fragile machine which was actually designed for such kind of terrain.

We reached Baracatan after an hour of being juggled inside the jeep. I was dizzy but as soon as we got down several feet from the cabin of Ron Kruppa, I forgot how tired I was.  Ron was a volunteer naturalist who supervised the Parks and Wildlife Division of the Department of Natural Resources’ breeding program for the Philippine Eagle in Baracatan. The agency has been renamed, DENR (Department of Environment and Natural Resources). He was taking care of the Philippine Eagle in captivity. At last, I have seen my first Philippine Eagle, up close!

The eagle’s eyes pierced mine with such hypnotizing effect that right at that moment, I realized why it’s given such respect that it deserve. Its piercing look sent a cold sensation down my spine. The tuft of fine feathers on its crest gave it a regal look. I would say, its beak could make anyone tremble, and its powerful claws add respectability to its appearance. Ron coaxed the bird to his leather-gloved left arm. In the process, it spread its wings much to our delight.

After lingering in the camp for about twenty minutes, we went back to the jeep and traced our way back to the junction that led to Matundo, which we reached at past four in the afternoon. We almost failed to find porters as it was already late. Two kind natives fortunately, gave in to our request. As soon as everything was settled regarding the fee and other conditions, we started our trek to the campsite.

It was not just an ordinary trek as I found out later. Precipitous and narrow trails cut from the rocky face of the mountain made us gasp for air, as we gained altitude. My legs became wobbly as Ed and I made several ascents and descents. Darkness enveloped us in a forest, about three kilometers from the camp. From time to time, we rested during which I found time to massage my aching legs. The long strides of Wolfgang brought him very much ahead of us to the camp.

Finally, after almost an hour of downhill trek and hike over plowed cornfield, we reached the camp, a wooden two-room structure where we found Wolfgang, Alan and Neil having an early evening chat. We joined them and after a shot of rum, I somewhat regained some of my strength.

Early the following morning, Wolfgang, Ed and I went to the “blind” or “Lookout”, a camouflaged platform built on the slope of the ravine among the bushes and ferns. It was so near the nest which was meticulously built on a branch of a big tree. I peeked through the high-powered telescope that brought the nest nearer and just imagined the eaglet that should have been there. The poor eaglet, we were told, was choked by a bone that caused its death. With the eaglet gone, we were hoping that its mother would still visit the nest.

We patiently waited, from time to time listening to bird calls coming from around the area. The wait gave Wolfgang the chance to relate to us how they patiently cleared and blazed trails, with only the hope of finding the nesting eagle, prodding them on.

At high noon, it came. Warning and distress calls of preys filled the ravine. Soon, we saw in just a very short moment the sleek figure of the bird dart by. It soared up, reduced to a mere dot against the blue sky. After that rare moment, I went back to the camp, leaving Ed and Wolfgang in the “blind”.

In the camp I played with “tariktik”, the team’s feathered mascot. It was such a tame hornbill that they let it explore every nook of the house. It was even privileged to scatter its droppings around which the team would patiently scoop up in the morning.

A couple of hours later, Ed and Wolfgang transferred the telescope near the camp. I was told that the eagle came back several times after I left them.

Based on the team’s journal, the first sighting was made on December 6, 1977, but while they were situated in a different location. Robert Kennedy, wrote in the journal, that on such day, he first heard the bird’s call and later on, it appeared with a brown prey, which he presumed to be a flying lemur. Later, it was joined by another that Robert suspected to be the mate. Both glided towards a big tree not far from where he was hidden. He saw that one of the eagles with the prey landed on a large epiphyte fern growing on the last main fork of the tree’s crown. He suspected it to be a nest. After patiently observing one of them, tearing off green sprigs with its bill and flying back to the suspected nest, he finally, concluded that he discovered the nest!

Robert added in the journal that Wolfgang has also observed the ongoing from where he was situated. He located the perch of Wolfgang who let out a Tarzan-like call.  He saw Wolfgang jumping up and down with excitement while pointing at the same branch that he was closely watching.

The December 7 entry of their journal contained information on how they finally confirmed their suspicion about the nest on the huge tree. They made another “blind” very near the nest so that they could make a closer observation. That was the “blind” that Ed and I found. Their binoculars caught a “white object” in the middle of the nest. In just a little while, the female eagle glided down into the nest and positioned herself as if to incubate. So that’s it, they found the nest with the egg!

The egg hatched on December 23, and since the normal incubation period of the egg was reportedly 60 days, the laying was suspected to be on October 24. Based on findings, the eagles usually initiate their breeding activities at the start of the rainy season. Both the male and female took turns in incubating the egg, with the latter, giving its bigger share at about 70% of the effort. The male hunted and brought food to the female but their feeding took place outside the nest. When the egg hatched, the female alone brooded over and fed the chick. The male continued hunting, and that time, brought the food directly to the nest. The recorded food brought to the nest were, monkeys, flying lemurs, flying squirrels, a rufous hornbill and several unidentified animals. The female fed the chick three to seven times a day.

Unfortunately, the eaglet got chocked by a bone, after just merely a month after it was hatched. The heart-breaking incident made the team decide to look for other sites where they could make another documentary on the eagle, hopefully, from their mating to the hatching of their egg. They decided to try the thick forests of Bislig, an industrial town of Surigao.

After so many years, the then, monkey-eating eagle, and now Philippine Eagle has become one of the symbols of the country. The Baracatan Breeding Station at Baracatan, Davao del Sur has flourished with the success of DENR’s breeding-in-captivity program for the rare bird. The station is along the trail that Mt. Apo climbers take if they want to start from the Davao side. The other starting points for the Mt. Apo climb, are Makilala and Kidapawan, both of North Cotabato province.

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Maynila...sa mata ng bagong salta



Maynila…sa mata ng bagong salta
ni Apolinario B Villalobos


Hindi ko na maalala pa
Ang ibang yugto ng aking buhay
Mula’t sapul nang ako ay lumisan
Sa aking sinilangang bayan
Kung saan ang nakagisnang pagdarahop
Ay bahagi na ng buhay
Ng mga taong kakambal ay hirap
Nguni’t hindi nagsisisihang magkakapitbahay.

Musmos na isip at murang katawan
Ang nagpatianod sa tawag ng pangako
Kumukulo ang tiyan sa kawalan ng laman
Dahil iilang pirasong barya
Hindi magasta-gasta
Sa pag-aalala   na kapag mga ito’y nawala sa bulsa
Sa laot ng buhay na malupit pala
Ay lalo akong magmumukhang kawawa.

Puyat at pagod ay di ko inalintana
Sa pag-aakalang bukas ako’y may pera na
Kaya halos hilahin ko ang araw
Sa kanyang pagbaba doon sa  kanluran
Para mapadali ang pagdatal ng kinabukasan
At mga ilang araw pa nga ang nagdaan
Narating ko ang Maynila
Lunsod ng iba’t ibang kulay at mukha.

Hindi ko mawari ang unang naramdaman
Nang ako ay unang tumapak sa pantalan
Para pa rin akong namamalikmata
Sa aking mga narinig at nakita-
Walang kapatirang daloy ng tao
Ingay ng nagtatawanan at naglalako
Kaya’t ang dating masaya
Kagya’t na pumalit ay takot
Nabahid sa aking mukha…
Sa sarili, nasabi ko na lang -
“Ah, ito pala ang Maynila”.