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        Folks which aren't fervently familiar with the park beneath the Marcelo B. Fernan Bridge  would probably end up wondering about the whereabouts of the people prior to the park.

        To start off, the park is actually called Millennium Park wherein a whole lot of things do happen and still would be happening for the years to come. There's more to it than meets the eye. Its being a major major  multi-purpose park even went beyond its definition.

    Allow me to state the different things that people, young and old alike, do in this remarkable park.

        I'll give you the most basic situations that do happen first. Even before early dawn, people inclined to physical activities would most likely be seen doing their exercises at the park or even at the both sides at the bridge. That happens like every single day. There goes also the Taibo, an entire body workout or an aerobic exercise routine. 

         Another common routine is the family hang-out routine. A lot of families do spend some quality time together in the park. Dear reader, having seen them makes my heart flutter in extreme joy and would often leave me downright ecstatic.  Seeing their happy faces and hearing the melody of their giggles and laughs somehow completes my day. To divert a little, my family do also spend some time in this park. Back when my Dad was still with this. Heaven knows how badly I miss him. Anyhow, those were the good old days that I exceedingly missed.

      As the time of the day continues, usually the minutes before twilight, there goes some of the youths and kids doing their own thing. The kids usually doing their norms like playing games which they could think of and the youths, usually the students, would do their practice with regards to school matters like dance presentations, speech choirs, and role plays.

      More often than not, the park becomes even more livelier when the members of the Drum and Bugle Corps (DBC) would do their practice. Some people would even dance to the beat of the drums and other instruments.

      By the time it's sunset and the night creeps in, somehow it would be inevitable to see pairs of lovers spending also some quality time with each other. Believe me, it's like everyday is Valentine's Day.

      The amusing thing about having these pairs of lovers is that they seem to be the target of some kids who do jingle songs just to have a parcel of food to eat. These unfortunate little ones somehow have found their last resort through these lovers. That's probably a good thing though, I dare say.

      These are not only the things that would happen but for the best side, events that help the   citizens also do happen. Events like free dental check-up, operation tuli, games for summer league, coastal clean-up and other activities are also on the list.

      For the years to come, we do hope that the Millennium Park would still be of service to the people and would even go farther with its title as the multi-purpose park.

        

'We Walk Because We Care'

         

         The sun's glimmering shines are still nowhere to be found. Its absence was merely ruled over by the early dawn. Inasmuch as I wanted to prolong my sleep, I'd still be stripped off with the privilege to do so. Today, I have to wake up early. Today, I shall make a change.

          Dear reader, I began making soft murmurs to myself which practically ended up as my sensible chant for the day. I allowed it to reverberate through me. It pioneered at my mind then from the pit of my stomach down to the soles of my feet, I muttered the words, "I shall be responsible today. I shall be responsible today. I ought to. Yeah right. I ought to." While these chants kept on repeating at the back of my mind, I can't help flashing a big grin as I was facing the mirror. Feeling kinda ready to start the day with something remarkable and sensible. Today, I'll be helping my fellow youths. The less unfortunate young men and women, the out-of-school youths. And this shall be achieved through joining this year's "Walk for a Cause" or notoriously known as "Alay Lakad."

          You might be wondering what pushes me in joining the event. Truth be known, I was neither pushed nor pulled. Dear reader, I ought to join the event. Ought to for I have to do such responsibilities. Responsibilities for being a public servant. I have been serving for three years already and it is quite too tormenting to deeply think about our final goodbye. The end of our term as SK officials in our barangay. Anyhow, why prolong the inevitable? We've always asked this, didn't we? As some people univocally says, 'the only thing that remains constant in this world is change.'

         So, moving on. We had our assembly area at our barangay hall. I arrived pretty early. Well, pretty early than my other co-SK officials. That could now be considered as a trail of responsibility, or so to speak. Anyhow, while waiting for the others to come, my mind drifted somewhere. Somewhere with which my present state could hardly ever understand. Reason can't even tell but believe me, my mind started browsing on some good old memories from the past and finding its way towards the future's pool of uncertainties then finally back at the present. So there, it was quite a bumpy ride.

       Then they arrived and we began to ready ourselves for the final walk. Oh, shoot. Why am I starting to write the word 'final' more often than not now? Well, okay. Perhaps because this has to be our final wave. The major major final wave.

        To continue, the walk has started. Unfortunately, I'd have to say it was a gradual walk. It's a no walk for continuity and constancy. We have a parcel of pit stops and the scorching heat of the sun made it look awful. Though not really that awful but it was, just in a more subtle way.

     But what more could we think of? What's there to protest? I feel it needless and downright inconsequential to find ourselves retorting about the hot weather. And for my happiness' sake, there were no serious protests made. We were walking under the revolting sun not because we're bunch of mobs trying to be endearingly attractive to the people. But we walked for we share a common goal. To give life somehow to the beneficiaries. We walk because we care.

             

            

Internship: a mind-over-matter existence

       The very focal point as to why a forum occurred was to deliberately discuss important matters prior to the Mass Communication Internship. But as the forum goes farther, I’d have to say the issue about the ever unending topic with regards to the Manila hostage drama was quite inevitable for the Kapisanan nga mga Brodkaster ng Pilipinas (KBP) officials to discuss, though I shall consider it adequate to somehow hear a parcel of their opinions toward the latter. Right then and there, I’ve come to know that it was also the broadcasting network’s newsroom who had somehow committed lapses. Upon knowing, my mind began to browse on one of the communication theories that we’ve discussed. Specifically, this shall be the gatekeeping theory by which it is a process that determines not only which information is selected, but as well as to what the content and nature of messages, such as news, will be.

            In the middle of the forum, each of the KBP officials was given the privilege speech prior to the internship concerns and such. Upon hearing, I humbly denote that internship is a serious business. The station has the prerogative as to accept interns or not. I reckon that would have to be the major dilemma that an intern shall be experiencing firsthand.

            Internship, the marriage between theory and practice, gradually slithers up in me and made me realize more cautiously than ever its ulterior aspects as well as some mind-over-matter concerns. Ulterior, I shall say, for never have I been gripping ideas as to what internship really would be. I’m speaking of reality and the trends of it.

            The part of the program that really piqued my interest to its highest peak was the open forum. It was fare-thee-well moderated by our very own Dr. Corazon Prejoles. Questions were then asked from the students toward the KBP officials. Questions concerning sorts like ‘Will the students bargain a libel case if he would commit lapses? What’s your stand towards stations that would make the interns as their personal assistant (PA) just because no slots are sufficient enough for them? Will the students be affected with this proposed “Total News Blackout” bill? Would it be better of the intern would have a particular number of working hours?’

            Those were the questions being brought up and needless to say, those questions were answered genuinely enough. Though I’ll have to say it’ll be a vast satisfaction if there would be plenty of questions to be asked. How I wish time was in utter slow motion at that time.

            Anyhow, the forum has somehow unleashed our young minds with regards to the course as well as its application. This is remarkably useful at the time when we could finally call ourselves as interns come summer of 2011.  

Setyembre 7, 2010: Ang nidalikyat nga tumong

       Adlaw napud para ipadayon namo ang among pakigharong niining kinabuhing estudyante. Usahay makaingon ka nga kapoy. Usahay pud makaingon ka nga lingaw. Kung atong itandi ang duha, mada raman pud diay kon atong isagol. Busa ang kinabuhing estudyante, kapoy pero lingaw. Ay dah! Tublaw ug sikat na gud kaayo ni nga hugpulong. Ganahan lang ko gud nga ako napo'y musulti. 

    Sige, balik ta's estorya. Nagklase napud mi sa lain-laing sugpay sa eskwelahan. Ob kors, ang akong pinakapaborito nga klase (mada rapud ug among pinakapaborito nga klase kay mura'g daghan ming nagtigi aning klaseha dah) kay mao ang klase ni Sir Ener (alyas rani mga brader kay kuyaw kay tas dakop ani). Pagkahuman kay musunod na dayon ang klase nga ginailang Logic. Ug pastoryahon ko aning klaseha, mas labing maayo kon dili nalang. Basin sayo ko mapakno ani. Lisod nang maboang mga ter!

    Unya padayonon nato ha? Okey ra nimo bai? Sibat lang gud kon paminaw nimo gikapoyan naka ug basa. Ayaw lang gud ug pananghid kon kapindoton na kay kas back na button o diba sa X na button. Pero ipadayon nalang gihapon ko ni ha? Nasugdan naman sad gud mao nga magpasutoy nalang sad ko. 

    Sige, balik napud ta's estorya. Pagkahuman sa klase namo sa Logic kay mao napud ang P.E. Unya kay darting-darting naman among lesson di naningkamot pud mi ug labay-labay ug mga darts sa dartboard. Unya mga children kay bisan unsaon nako ug konsentrate kay lisod man gyud i-bulls eye (hilas ra ang bulls eye?) Pero alegre pud gamay oy. 

    Unya ibutang ta ug nahuman nato among P.E., sus karon kay wa naman diay mi klase sunod. Pasutoy nalang gyud mi ug uli ani, diba? Way para laag kay init man gamay ang adlaw. Unya mao na dayon to. Pagpadong na namo gawas sa gate nga usahay huot, usahay lu-ag, nakahuna-huna mi nga manimba nalang kaha. Bay da way, akong mga kauban diay kay sila si Roksan the IDOL, Karla the gorgeous-girl ug Tammy the eber angayan girl. Unya buotan ra kaayo mi mga miga ug migo sa? Apir bi kay murag sakto lage. Oyis! Buotan ra kay mi. Pero ang pangutana, masangko naba kaha mis langit ani?

    Sige, sige. Di nalang ta maghisgot ug para tubag ato ha kay murag pait na. Unya mao na dayun to. Sa Sto. Rosario mi nanimba. Wa lang mi kasugod pero payts ra kay nangumpisal nalang mi. 

    Yis mga brader. Kumpisal as in confession. As in tug-an tug-an the sins with Father. Unya mao na dayun to. Samtang nagpaabot ko sa akong turno nga musulod sa confession room, nag-internalize sab ko kunohay sa akong mga sala. Basin nya ug unsaon tang Padre kon wa ko'y mabutyag kaniya. Pagkahuman ato nisulod nako ug nagsaysay nas mga kapakyasan ug mga kalapsanang akong nabuhat diri sa kalibutan. Pagkahuman ato gipa-ampo ko ni Father sa angay na ampo-on lakip na ang Act of Contrition. Sus karon kay wa man gyud ko kasag-o ani nga ampo. Okay raba kaha nga personal prayer nalang akong idalit? 

    Bang! Bulgar na akong sekreto sa pangumpisal ani ron. Maningkamot lang nya ko ug sag-o. Basin mada pa diay.

   Unya mao na to. Pagpadong na unta namo sa Prayer Room kay naa may niduol namo nga usa ka lalake. Kon atong lantawon ug sud-ongon ang maong panagway ug panamit sa lalake, mura man ug kuan. Mura ra pud ug tawo. Aaw, unsa ba. Mura ra pud diay ug na'ay gitipig na problema. Samot na katong pag-estorya niya sa iyang tumong kanamo. Ug mao kini ang dagan sa estorya:

   "Day. (as in Inday mga brader ha. dili day na adlaw para ka masayod)

   "Day. Mangayo unta  ko ug tabang, Bisan gamay lang."

   [unya nagkara-kara gamay ug estorya si Manoy.]

  "Wa..wa...wala lage ko'y kwarta. Di ko kauli sa amo kay taga-Bohol man ko unya among maestro sauna wala naman diay diri sa Cebu. Adto unta ko mangayo ug hinabang niya. Na-ospital lage akong asawa. Di ko kabalik kay wa ko'y pamilite."

   Samtang gipangyaw-yaw kini ni Manoy, ako pud tawng gitan-aw kunohay ang iyang mga manurisms. Basin diay makapag ko ug 'something.' Unya kay usa sa akong mga nakit-an kay nangurog man iyang mga kamot. Naa kini siya'y gigunitan nga mga papeles nga ambot unsa basta kay papel to. Syurbol ko ana! As in sure ball  bai ba. Unya ganahan unta ko nga tutokan nako iyang mata. Basin pud diay mas naa pako'y makit-an didto. Nagdahom man sad lage ko nga mapareha ko ni Dr. Cal Lightman (Tim Roth) sa iyang salida nga 'Lie to Me' sa Fox Channel 49 kon asa makahibaw siya kon nangilad ba ang usa ka tawo o wala. Maypagka feeler pud baya ta usahay. Pildi ang di mu-angkon.

  Unya mao na to mga brader. Nagsagol-sagol na among mga gipangbatyag sa tinuora'y lang. Unya speechless sad mi gamay pero nihatag nalang pud mi ug wawart. Pait ug sakit paminawon kay lage estudyante ra man mi, pero sagdi lang. Ang Ginoo ra'y mahibao kon gi-unsa ni Manoy ang kwarta nga among gihatag. 

  Kon naa sa maayong kamot ba o dili ang among beloved wawart, si Manoy ra pud ang makatubag ana. Siya ra pud ang mu-atubang sa mga sangpotanan o mas gi-ilang consequence. Lain sad kaayo'g apil mi. Maayo pa diay ug ang akong gi-title aning note kay "Ang hustong pag-budgeting ni Manoy." Sakto ba? Suma oy. Ayy basta. Manoy the Great, kon hain ka man karon, mangayo nalang pud ko ug pasalamat. 

  Ug kanimo diay brader, salamat sab kaayo ha? Kay imong gitiwas ug basa kining note nako. Nibasa ba kaha ka sa? Ikaw ra pud ang makatubag ana bai basta kay salamat nalang pud. Salamat sa imong kaayo nga way sukod. Long leb! :)