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Ang Buhay ko noon sa TABLAS STATION (ROMBLON) BILANG TICKETING/CARGO/CHECK-IN CLERK ng PHILIPPINE AIRLINES

Posted on Monday, 9 August 2021

 ANG BUHAY KO NOON SA TABLAS STATION (ROMBLON) BILANG TICKETING/CARGO/CHECK-IN CLERK NG PHILIPPINE AIRLINES

Pumasok ako sa PAL October 27, 1975....bagong graduate sa isang eskwelahang hindi kilala sa isang liblib na bahagi ng Cotabato sa isla ng Mindanao....ngayon ay ang pinagmamalaki kong NOTRE DAME OF TACURONG COLLEGE SA LUNSOD NG TACURONG!
Ang mga ginagawa ko noon sa Tablas Station ng Philippine Airlines:
Sa umaga ay magtitiket sa Downtown Ticket Office...dahil pasado a las dose ng tanghali ang dating ng flight, 11AM pa lang kahit di pa nakakain ay ihahanda na ang ginagamit kong lagayan ng reservations cards, bibitbitin at sasabit sa Ford Fiera na nagbibiyahe patungo sa Tugdan Airport...palagi kasing puno....hindi sasakay sa service namin....mauuna sa mga kasama para mag-asikaso sa mga pasaherong umaga pa lang ay nasa airport na...ang iba ay galing pa sa malalayong baryo at isla....pagdating ko ay puwesto agad sa Ticketing/Check-in Counter upang mag-asikaso ng mga gusto nang mag-check in....tatanggap din ng mga parcels para timbangin para malaman kung magkano ang dapat singilin batay sa bigat...kung walang parcel, mag-aasikaso sa mga gustong magpareserba para sa ibang araw...balik uli sa pag-check in....pagdating ng eroplano, tatakbo sa rampa upang magbigay ng senyas gamit ang dalawang kulay orange na parang pingpong racket pero kung tawagin namin ay "paddle" para magbigay ng senyas sa piloto kung saang bahagi ng rampa paparada at kung nalagyan na ng lock ang mga gulong....kapag nakaparada na, pupuwesto sa exit na dadaanan ng mga pasahero para tanggapin ang mga boarding passes....kapag nakasakay na lahat, tatakbo uli sa rampa upang magbigay ng senyas sa piloto na nakasara na ang mga pinto at natanggal na ang lock sa mga gulong....kapag nakalipad na ang eroplano, aasikaso uli sa mga gustong magpareseba, hindi na pinapupunta sa downtown ticket office dahil mas malapit ang bahay sa airport....pagdating sa boarding house, magsusuot ng short pant at tatakbo sa tabi ng dagat upang MAGMUNI-MUNI HABANG TUMITINGIN SA MGA ALONG HUMAHAMPAS SA DALAMPASIGAN...AT PATUNGGA-TUNGGA NG TUBA NA DINAANAN SA BAHAY NG KAIBIGANG MALAPIT SA TABING-DAGAT....GOD IS GOOD!
Ang mga kasama ko noon sa Tablas station ay sina BIEN ALVARO na Supervisor, si SONNY GARCIA, CELSO DAPO, at OSWALD ALAMO...BILIB AKO SA KANILA DAHIL SA CONCERN NILA SA AKIN BILANG PINAKABATA AT PINAKABAGO...PALAGING PINAPAALALAHANAN ANG "STEWARDESS" NAMING SI DAISY TUNGKOL SA ULAM KO....maganda ang teamwork namin.
Ang "stewardess" namin sa bahay na naglalaba ng damit, nagluluto at naglilinis ng bahay na tinirhan namin ay si DAISY, may gandang pagka-morena...kung nagkataong nagba-blog na ako noon, siguradong na-feature ko siyang, "PRETTY FACE OF ROMBLON".

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The Gacuras of Looc, Tablas (Romblon)...my family away from home

Posted on Thursday, 2 February 2017

The Gacuras of Looc, Tablas (Romblon)
…my family away from home
By Apolinario Villalobos

To connect on the same day with my HS-711 flight to my first PAL assignment in Tablas after my training, I took an earlier flight from Davao, which I took upon arrival from my town. I left our place at dawn to ensure that I would be in Davao much earlier than my flight departure to Manila. As my habit when traveling over dusty road, I wore “tubaw”, a Muslim head kerchief to protect my hair from the dust. I failed to take it off when I arrived in Davao, so I took the flight for Manila still wearing it and still forgot to remove it when I was waiting for my flight for Tablas.  A lady at the pre-departure area took notice of it – nervously.

She got more nervous as I took my place behind her when we were boarding the flight at the tarmac, and she got more nervous when I sat beside her on the plane. Upon disembarking, she went straight to the office of the station Supervisor, Bien Alvaro to report about a “Moro passenger” and in her excitement failed to notice that I was trailing behind her. When I handed my letter of introduction to Mr. Alvaro, she was so pale which made me pity her. That evening, the whole staff was gathered for a meeting at the house of Mr. Alvaro over rounds of cheap rum, purportedly to “welcome” me, but I found out that it was the first that he did it as the rest did not experience similar “welcome”. He used the occasion as an alibi to kid me not to wear the “tubao” while in Tablas.

In Tablas, I took the place of a colleague who was hurt by the local mayor. The airline pulled him out of Tablas but I was not told about it. Fortunately, the mayor and his son became my friends. In time, I have developed friendship with the local retirees – a judge, a police captain, a physician, uncle of an actress, and a former businessman. I became a member of their group that took pleasure in whiling time away over glasses of tuba (coconut sap wine) at Barusbos. And, in time, the lady who got frightened at the sight of my “tubaw” realized that I was a good guy.

The lady was Mrs. Nena Gacura, whom we  (PAL staff) called “Mommy”. Her husband (Genaro/Aro), we called “Daddy”. One time, at the airport, she invited me to visit them for dinner. I was introduced to their children, Bel, Toto (Job/Bogs), Mari (Marissa), and Nonoy. Bel was later married to another PALer, the late Boy Loquias, Toto Job is happy with his family abroad, Mari with her own, but unfortunately, the youngest, lost his life in Iloilo….he used to perform in Boracay restaurants as a folk singer.

The Gacuras became my family in Tablas…our family, as the rest of the PAL employees in Tablas were treated as members of their close knit and religious family.

Several years after I was taken in by the Tours and Promotions Division of Marketing and Sales-Philippines in Manila, I went back to Romblon to make an extensive survey of the whole province that consists of three main islands- Tablas, Sibuyan, and Romblon for TOPIC Magazine, the airline’s tool in promoting local tourism. Two years afterward, I went back to make a circumventing attempt on foot of Tablas Island during which I surprised my adoptive family with a quick visit. That was the last time that I had a talk with Mommy and Daddy.

When my path crossed again with the Gacuras, it was during a lunch hosted by Celso Dapo who was also assigned in Tablas, but the family was represented only by Bel, her son, and Mari. Boy, Bel’s husband has been long gone, followed by Mommy. And, lately, I was surprised to know from a short message from Bel about Daddy Aro’s demise. My terrible regrets is that I failed to retrace my steps to Looc and their home while Daddy was still happily alive as shown by his photos posted on facebook and despite the reminder of Toto Job to do it soonest. I failed to decipher his message.  I underestimated the happiness on the face of Daddy in the photos that I viewed. I took my time….which was a big mistake.

The Gacuras as a family is one of a kind, as I may say. They were so accommodating whose hospitality had no tint of any pretense. They shared whatever fare they had on their dining table. They never failed to invite us PALers to even a simple occasion in their home to make us happy while we were away from our families. Every Sunday, they would walk the several kilometers of distance to their Church as one whole family, and which later included Boy, a former Catholic, the husband of Bel.

I admit that they had been among my inspirations, every time I was wanting of humility and tolerance due to my undesirable shortness of temper. They personify sincere friendship, real happiness and heartfelt satisfaction that many fail to do. They are real people….Christians to the core!














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Pagpupunyagi...kuwento ng buhay ni Elmer Festin

Posted on Sunday, 5 October 2014



Pagpupunyagi

(Kuwento ng Buhay ni Elmer Festin)

By: Apolinario B Villalobos

Ang landas ng buhay na ating binabagtas
Mahirap tahakin lalo na kung tayo’y nakayapak -
Mga lubak na hindi mapansin ay ating natitisod
Matatalas na batong di maiwasan ay nayayapakan
Pati tinik ng dahong mariang sumusugat sa ating talampakan.

Ang taong hindi handa sa pagtahak nitong landas
Sa ilang hakbang pa lamang niyang magawa -
Kahihinaan na ng loob at pangangatugan na ng mga tuhod
Hindi malayong babalik sa pinanggalingan
Di kaya’y mangingipuspos at sasalampak na lamang sa daan.

May isang taong sa murang gulang ay naglakas-loob
Nagpakatatag at taimtim na nagdasal sa Panginoon
Na harinawa sa paglisan sa sinilangang Bantoon, isla ng Rombon
Patnubayan siya sa kanyang paglayag at tatahaking landas
Bigyan din ng malinaw na pag-iisip at katawang malakas.

Masakit iwanan ang isang bayang tulad ng Bantoon
Islang animo’y tuldok sa mapa ng Romblon
Di man pansinin, siya’y mahalagang itinuring
Ng mga Kastilang dumating noong unang panahon sa ating bansa
Kaya’t sa aklat ng ating kasaysayan siya’y naitala.

Ito ang kuwento ng buhay ni Elmer Festin
Isang taong may ngiting agad mapapansin
Napadpad sa Cebu kung saan siya’y nahikayat
Suungin ng buong tapang, masalimuot na buhay –
Na wala namang pag-atubili at matatag niyang hinarap.

Ilang taon din siyang dito ay nagturo
Naglinang ng dunong ng mga kabataan
Hanggang sa siya ay kawayan ng kapalaran
Na nangako sa kanyang sa dakong katimugan
Siya ay makakatamo ng pinapangarap na kasaganaan.

Dala ay kakaunting pera na sa bulsa ay kakalog-kalog
Pilit winaglit ang pag-aalala at takot sa dibdib na kakabog-kabog
Hindi rin alintana ang mga tuhod na nangangatog
Siya ay naglakas-loob na pumalaot at tumango sa tawag ng kapalaran -
Ipinasa-Diyos na lamang, magiging bunga ng kapangahasan.

Sa Notre Dame, sa Tacurong siya ay napadpad
Paaralang sa bayang ito ay pinagkakapitagan
Limang mga gusali nang panahong iyon ang kanyang nadatnan
Pinangangasiwaan ng mga pari at madre na Oblates of  Mary kung tawagin
At katulad ni Elmer, pagtulong sa kapwa ang sinusunod na adhikain.

Nakitaan siya ng kakaibang sigla sa pagturo
Dahil hindi lang sa mga aklat, mga estudyante niya ay natuto
Naibahagi rin niya ang kaunti niyang kaalaman
Pati sa gymnastics na para sa mga estudyante’y bagong larangan
Kaya napasigla niya ang dati’y matamlay na kapaligiran.

Anupa’t si Elmer ay nakilala hindi lang sa loob ng Notre Dame
Dahil ang galing niya sa pagturo, sa iba ay nakatawag pansin
Kaya nang magkaroon ng Polytechnic Institute sa bayang ito
Binuksan nila para sa kanya ang kanilang pinto
Upang makibahagi sa kagalingan ng kanyang pagturo.

Sa bago niyang malawak na kapaligiran at hitik sa iba’t ibang halaman
Lalo pang sumidhi ang kanyang hangad na makahubog ng kabataan
Hindi naman nasayang ang marangal niyang adhikain
Dahil taos-pusong pasasalamat ay kanyang naramdaman at natanggap
Mula sa mga estudyanteng binigyan niya ng pag-asa ang mga hinaharap.

Natupad ang pangarap ni Elmer na maibahagi ang kanyang kaalaman
Napatunayan niya na kakapusan sa pera ay hindi hadlang
Hindi rin nasayang ang kanyang pagpunyagi magmula pa sa kanyang kabataan
Kahi’t sa pagtahak niya sa landas ng buhay siya’y nakayapak lamang
Dahil alam niyang sa dulo nito’y mayroong walang hanggang kapayapaan.


(Si Mr. Festin ang nagbigay ng pagkakataon sa may-akda upang mahasa niya ang kanyang kakayahan sa pagsulat. Hinirang siya ni Mr. Festin bilang patnugot (editor) ng “The Green Ember”, pahayagan ng high school department ng Notre of Tacurong, kahi’t siya ay nasa unang taon pa lamang. Ang tiwala at dagdag- kaalaman sa pagsulat na ibinigay sa kanya ni Mr. Festin ang naging kasangkapan niya sa pagharap sa mga pagsubok ng larangang ito. Kulang ang mga kataga ng tula upang maipadama ng may-akda ang taos-pusong pasasalamat sa taong unang nagbigay ng tiwala sa kakayahan niya sa pagsulat.)

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Debora

Posted on Wednesday, 16 July 2014

DEBORA
(para kay Debora Tirol)
ni Apolinario Villalobos

Hindi miminsang siya ay napaluha
Buhay niya’y halos mawalan ng pag-asa
Subali’t ang Diyos ay sadyang mapag-aruga
Sa isang taong matiisin na katulad ni Debora.


Maliit pa lang, anino na niya ang lumbay
Mga siphayo, sa buhay niya’y nagbigay- kulay
Na kung sa iba nangyari ay maaari nang  bumigay
Nguni’t iba si Debora, lumalaban sa unos ng buhay.


Sa bilugin niyang mga mata’y mababanaag
Pagkataong kristal man, ‘di basta mababasag
At ang katapangan na palagi na niyang kalasag
Suhay niya sa buhay upang maging lalong tumatag.


Para kay Debora, bawa’t umaga’y may pag-asa
Pati apat na supling, nagbibigay ng lakas sa kanya
Sila’y inspirasyong laging nagtutulak sa kanya,at sana –
Habang buhay niyang malasap ang natupad nang ligaya 
………..katuparan sa piling ng kanyang mahal na pamilya!

                                               


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Romblon...the Heart of Philippine Archipelago

Posted on Friday, 11 July 2014



Romblon…the Heart of Philippine Archipelago
By Apolinario Villalobos

Bordered by Marinduque in the north, San Jose (Mindoro) in the west, the Bicol Region in the east and Panay Island in the south, the hemmed-in province is composed of more or less twenty islands and islets, the three major ones, being Tablas, Sibuyan and Romblon. The country has always been proud of the Romblon marble, in fact, one of the best in the world. It is quarried on the island of Romblon, although, veins of this coveted colorful mineral rock can be found in some areas of Tablas island. The airport is located at Tugdan, also on the island of Tablas, and so is the province’s biggest port which is located at Odiongan. Both Romblon and Sibuyan islands have their own ports but with limitations. Romblon, the namesake of the province is its capital.

Romblon was used during the Spanish era as a repair station for galleons, reason why many Romblomanons have traces of Spanish and Mexican blood in their veins. The uniqueness of the province lies in the dialects spoken by the people which vary from town to town, despite their not being not-so-far from each other, some even separated by just a short bridge, as in the case of Alcantara and Looc.

The first time I set foot on the island of Tablas was when I was given the order by PAL to report there as a ticketing clerk with duties that included checking in of passengers, accepting cargoes for shipment, making reservations, and giving signals to the pilot where and how to park on the tarmac using two orange-colored paddles, similar to the ones used in pingpong. I was overwhelmed by the quiet life and cleanness of the island. I found out that the first Miss Aviation beauty queen of the Philippines came from the town where PAL’s ticket office was originally located, Alcantara. She was Yvonne Solidum.

There was no need for street sweepers on the island as the streets were immaculately clean. During that time, there was no electricity in most part of the province, including Alcantara and later, Looc, where our office was located, but lately, the islands have caught up with progress and blessed with this convenience. Fish were abundant, until now, I was told by a friend. My favorite seafoods, then, were alumahan, tulingan, sapsap, squid, anchovy (dilis), and sea urchin roe. But because of the limestone and rocky characteristics of the islands, most vegetables were still brought from Manila, Lucena City and Batangas, as well as nearby ports of Panay Island.

On a private transport, one can go around the island of Tablas in one day, with stops made at coastal towns that sell handicrafts made of nito which are actually major products of Sibuyan Island. Marble figurines abound in all the major towns of the islands, although, the main sources are the shops in Tablas and Romblon. I tasted the sweetest sineguwelas in Romblon. I just hope that the small orchard of this Asian fruit still thrive at Tugdan. When in season, dried squids and anchovies neatly packed in small plastic bags can be bought at the airport and the pier by departing visitors. 

Tablas island prides in its several waterfalls, the most famous of which is the Mablaran Falls found in San Agustin. It also has a hidden “sea”, hence, called Tinagong Dagat, found at Calatrava. Beaches frame the eastern side of Tablas, that include San Agustin, Concepcion, Bachawan and Alcantara. Although some are of white sands, the rest are of grayish black fine sands. A beautiful sunset can be viewed from Looc Bay. An islet known for its rich Hispanic heritage and still part of the Tablas group of islands, is Banton which comes to life during the Holy Week due to the influx of pilgrims. This small island used to be regularly pillaged by pirates. It caught the attention of archaeologists when centuries old coffins made of hollowed logs were discovered in the caves that pockmarked its cliffs. I was surprised to learn during one of my homecomings to my birthplace in Mindanao, that my English teacher in first year high school who gave me a break at editing our high school organ, Elmer Festin, was from Banton. He was equally elated when I told him that I had the chance to visit Banton. He was teary-eyed when I told him this, because since the time he left his birthplace to study in Cebu, and finally settle in our hometown with his family, he did not have any opportunity to retrace his steps back to Banton.

There are ferries that ply between Lucena City and the island of Sibuyan, particularly at Magdiwang.  The most prominent feature of the island is Mt. Guiting-guiting whose forests yield nito vine that is woven into baskets, food covers, hampers, trays and hats. The mountain caught the limelight in the ‘80s when careless mountaineers from UP pitched their tents on the bank of the Cantingas River which overflowed during a sudden downpour. As it happened late in the night, they were caught unaware and got carried by the surging current. The Cantingas River flows down San Fernando, creating a waterfall along its path. Another three-tierred waterfall, appropriately called Kawa-kawa due to the shape of the basins, can also be found at the nearby barrio of Lumbang Este of Cajidiocan. The island can also be reached by small boats from San Agustin and Romblon.

Romblon, the province’s capital can be reached from San Agustin by small boats. The remaining structure of the sturdy moss-covered Fort San Andres on a promontory, used to guard the bay of Romblon where Spanish galleons were moored for repair. To have a glimpse of how marbles are quarried, one can hike a few kilometers to reach mounds of marble chips, indication of the flourishing activity. Here one can find raw slabs of multi-hued marbles ready for transporting to the town, and finally for shipment to Manila. Romblon marble is touted as better than Italy’s carara variety. This claim has been emphasized with the discovery of the matted white and rosa violeta varieties.

Some of the rustic towns of Tablas were used as backdrops in movies years ago, aside from being known as the home province of the popular ‘60s movie personalities such as Daisy Romualdez, Blanca Gomez, and Dorothy Joy. Migrants from neighboring provinces, helped much in the development of the islands. Members of the later generations of these families still maintain their ancestral homes on the islands. Pioneering families that I could recall are those of Solidum, Ganan, Fiel, Fernandez, David, Magnaye, Gacura, Quiachon, Festin, Solis, Romualdez, Fabella, Chavez, and Tirol. The practice of “extended family” is prevalent in the province, not only among the blood relatives, but even among neighbors. The spirit of brotherhood can be strongly felt and observed, too. Mothers who have children studying in Manila for instance, standby at the airport with a wrapped warm dinner for them, waiting for a departing friend to hand carry the precious meal, which will be handed over to a member of the family waiting at the Manila airport terminal. Such practice is just one of the many that manifest the closely-knit relationship among the Romblomanons.

Philippine Airlines played a vital role in the development of the province as regards tourism during the late ‘70s which saw the country’s hectic promotion of this industry. PAL personnel in provinces virtually acted as airline ambassadors who promoted air travel. They carried the image of the airline wherever they went, be they simple barrio fiesta or family gatherings where they were invited. This was the picture that I saw when I set foot on the island province of Romblon twice. Those I found busy maintaining cordial relationship with the communities were Bien Alvaro, the supervisor, Celso Dapo the load controller with assistant supervisor capacity, Sonny Garcia and Oswald Alamo as ticket and cargo clerks.  Sometimes, due to the absence of electricity during the time, they even took pains in issuing tickets at night,  with the aid of a kerosene lamp, just to accommodate clients who came from neighboring towns but caught by darkness on their way to the ticketing office. This kind of unselfish service was actually ingrained in the minds of the PAL recruits before, who during the battery of interviews, expressed their willingness to be assigned anywhere in the country, where there was a PAL station. The principle behind was the “total passenger care” which was eventually, used by tour agencies as the essence of their packages and programs. Those were the golden days of Philippines Airlines.

In the case of the PAL Tablas Team, its efforts that smacked of goodwill were etched in the mind of air travelers who did not lose time in spreading by word of mouth stories of how tourists can enjoy a safe sojourn in the province. Their stay in the province made alive the spirit of the “hospitality home concept” that the company has been espousing during the time. They did not hesitate to accommodate stranded passengers, free of charge, in the Chavez ancestral house that they were renting.

I am told lately, that the islands of the province are very much progressive.  The small village-type wet markets, are now spacious, accented with grocery stores, and electricity flows throughout major towns and barrios.  Another good news is about the sidetripping of tourists from Boracay to the province, to make use of remaining days in visiting marble quarries in Romblon island, if they had enough of white sand beaches. Even the Carabao island that used to be just a resting stop-over for night-sailing excursionists are already replete with visitors.  Visitors now have the choice between regular  hotels and small lodging inns in the towns of Odiongan, Looc, San Agustin and Romblon island. There are also ships that regularly ferry passengers to Odiongan from the port of Manila.