Capintasan by CA Pride

Capintasan

is a special issue of Camalayan, the literary folio of CA Pride, the official student publication of the College of Agriculture, Benguet State University. VOLUME 1 | ISSUE 1 | JANUARY - MAY 2016

Women hold up half the sky. Yet, women have been relegated to the sidelines of history, their contributions to society rendered invisible, stripped of value. Capintasan seeks to uncover and shine a spotlight on the darkness that has enveloped her story, and bring to the fore her long-muffled voice. In dispelling this darkness, Capintasan hopes to inspire each one to join hands with and share in the journey of making her hopes and dreams a reality. Capintasan, then, is an affirmation of womenâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s invaluable role in and aspirations for the molding of a society firmly rooted in the principles of equality, justice and empowerment. More importantly, it is a call for a firm partnership in making this world a healthier and more suitable sustainable world for all. For we must never forget our Mother Earth. After all, her story is also our story.

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Editorâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s Note See the depths of beauty in her existence Feel the passion in her heart Listen to her cries from the past Savor her sweet love and care Share her desire for equality The Capintasan echoes the concealed splendor and beauty of women shadowed by the spectrum of violence woven in the thread of history. Yet, women are as talented as men and they have always been the strong ones of the world. The literary arts and artistic visual contributions in this folio reflect these realities in each poem, song, essay and short story. Capintasan serves as an avenue to portray these untold stories for strengthening the social, economic and educational powers of women in our society.

Princess Shelimar D. Gadang Literary Editor

Weaving Her Story in History 3

Eva of Yesterday and Today

She symbolizes strength and bravery, Trained to be protector of her own tribe, Adored by every man, Because of her faithfulness and dignity. She shows that what a man can do, she can too, Eager to be educated and be molded by their culture, That she was equal to man in responsibility. She was ‘Eva’ of Yesterday. Now, every ‘Eva’ is dressed accordingly, Because they too, are warriors in different way. Even though they don’t use weapons to hold or to kill, They stand firm to show what they can for their country.

Ina 6

Oh!

Oh! Ina na siyang ilaw ng tahanan Ika’y tagagabay at tagapatnubay Kaya ika’y ipagmalaki at huwag ikahiya Sapagkat ika’y isang tunay na dakila. Oh! Ina, isa kang bituin sa langit Sa gabing madilim at tahimik Kaya masasabi ko’y ako’y mapalad Sapagkat ika’y tanglaw sa daang aking tinahak. Ika’y isang bulaklak na humahalimuyak Sa aking pag-amoy ako’y nagagalak Kaya iingatan, aalagaan at mamahalin ka Dahil ikaw ina ang sa akin nagbigay ligaya. Oh! Ina, ito ang hiling ko Ikaw sana’y di magbago Pagmamahal sa ami’y huwag hayaang maglaho Sapagkat walang katumbas ang pagmamahal mo. Salamat ina, dahil sa abot ng kaya gagawin Anumang hirap kaya mong tiisin Sakripisyo’y handa mong ialay Para sa ikabubuti naming mahal mo sa buhay. Ganyan si ina Mapagmahal at mapag-aruga Kaya ika’y bibigyang halaga Dahil wala ako kung wala ka. Kaya’t panalangin ko sa Poong Maykapal Sana’y bigyan ka ng mahabang buhay Palagi ka sanang gabayan Ilayo sa kapahamakan dahil labis kitang minamahal.

If you could go with me Back to where I once was You would see, you would feel You would know how it was to be like me I’d suffered, I’d cried I was kept in a cage I was treated like an object “Please help me,” I shouted Why have you done this to me? Have I done something wrong? Am I not a human who deserves to be treated like a human? Do I deserve this? God who looks down from above Saw me and had shown mercy He opened the cage And now I am free

Man with a Wo I said, “I was created Out of Adam’s ribs Not to be inferior or superior But to be equal” I gained strength and courage To reinvent myself with confidence “Now you will see Who is the real me” We are created equal What you can do, I can also do We may have come differences But I am a man, too, I just have a wo.

Kababaihan I Kay daming pagsubok dinanas sa mundo Pag-asa, pinanghawakan mo Ika’y mapamaraan, mabuhay ka! Trabahong may dignidad at tama Naglabandera ka, Nag-aalaga ka pa ng bata. Nagtrabahong bahay Bahala ka pa sa pamilya… oohh Refrain Ikaw ay may kalakasan Ikaw ay may katangian Bayani ka kababaihan! Chorus: Kailangan kayo sa lipunan, Ina, guro, ofw, kayong kababaihan Sa inyong mga larangan ang Diyos kayo’y papahalagahan Refrain Kayo ay may kalakasan Kayo ay may katangian Bayani kayo kababaihan! 11

a womanâ&#x20AC;&#x2122; s place in the

world

Dear Daughter, You must be in college now, trying to make your way in the world. How time has passed us by! College life is usually exciting, sometimes scary, but it is way scarier for a parent to see their child leave the security of home. I remember your first day in school. You were only four years old then. We tried to prepare you beforehand, but you were still scared and you did not want me to leave the school. So I would wait for you to get done, and give my best reassuring smile whenever you would pop your head out the door to check that I was still there. And when you could go to school by yourself, I was happy but in my secret heart, I was really scared. The world is still a dangerous place for women, particularly because society has made us more vulnerable to exploitation, violence and abuses. But know that men are not necessarily the enemy. There are good men and bad men, and the same applies to women. You have grown and I hope that we have prepared you enough to deal with the world on your own. My dear, no matter how many people say to the contrary, donâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;t follow your heart. Instead, follow your instincts and your mind for even emotions come from the mind. You are smart and intelligently beautiful, so do not be a sheep, blind and 12

easily herded. Do not be content to conform, caged by uniformity. Remember, diversity is beautiful. Stay sharp in how you view things, and you will be wiser and successful in the long run. Dearest daughter, you are not a fairytale princess; you do not need to be saved by a prince charming. You were not born into this world to be a plaything of gods, to be a slave, to be inferior. Times may be harsh, and the road long and rough, but you are a woman and you shall overcome. Like the brave Merida, fearless Mononoke, heroic Gabriela, and many others before you, do not wait for the world to change. Learn to be able to save yourself, and be that power that will change this world. Donâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;t forget, too, that I may be your mother, but I am not the only one. When you were just a little one, your father had his fair share of sleepless nights, cleaning you up, even washing soiled diapers. We are a family, but we are but one in a bigger family, a community of people with the same hopes and dreams for tomorrow. I pray that you will always use your skills and talents, not for the benefit of a few, but for the development of all. Serve the people, and you can never go wrong. And while youâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;re at it, donâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;t forget the mother of us all. She is nurturing,

kind, and slow to anger. But donâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;t let her calm faĂ§ade deceive you, for her wrath can be lethal, striking with deadly precision in an instant. She gives what she receives. And she has not been given a lot. Because of his insatiable thirst for greed and power, man has pillaged her riches, ravaged her glory, and left her a scarred ruin. Thus, she needs all the help she can get to prolong her life, for her end will be our own extinction. You must be thinking that the burden of responsibility is too much to be handled by one such as yourself. True, it is a tall order, but so is life. Know that you are not alone in this; otherwise the world would be damned. Remember that the only constant in this world is change. I hope that you will appreciate this truth in your life. If so, then you will have grasped that you have the power to make that change for yourself and for others. Indeed, life is a fragile thing and the world is too uncertain. But donâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;t be afraid to explore, to dream of a better world and more importantly, to make it a reality. You are a woman, a wellspring of power that holds up half the sky. Love Always, Mom

â&#x20AC;&#x153;The most beautiful friendship is to be with someone who is there for you.â&#x20AC;?

Ngiti Sa kanyang pagsilang, isang ngiti ang nasilayan Mga ngiting kay tamis at puno ng kaligayahan Kaligayahang dulot ng pagmamahal Pagmamahal na walang agam-agam Para sa kanyang kinabukasan, tiniis ang hapdi Hapdi na dulot ng sikat ng araw sa maghapong ‘di pagkukubli Pagkukubli sa katotohanang kailangang kumayod Kumayod sa lipunang puno ng kasamaan, pighati at kalungkutan Ginawa niya lahat sa abot ng kaya para munting ngiti’y ‘di mapawi buhay niya man ay mautas sana munting ngiti’y di magkupas.

Lovely She’s never been famous She’s not too fabulous She’s about as average as they come She’s so simple says some Sometimes she wonders If she was good enough Well, some may laugh But she’s tough She’s lovely, every bit of her is pretty But she doesn’t know She’s God’s work of perfect tapestry Masterpiece in one blow Some may laugh But you are tough You are one and only You’re lovely, every part of you is pretty.

Siya ang Dahilan 22

Siya ang dahilan Dahilan kung bakit Bakit tayo isinilang Isinilang sa mundo Mundong ating ginagalawan Siya ang dahilan Dahilan kung bakit Bakit tayo natuto Natuto ng magagandang asal Asal na ating isinapuso Siya ang dahilan Dahilan kung bakit Bakit tayo napapatahan Napapatahan kung nasasaktan Nasasaktan sa karanasan Siya ang dahilan Dahilan kung bakit Bakit tayo nagsisikap Nagsisikap mag-aral Mag-aral at mangaral Siya ang dahilan Dahilan kung bakit Bakit hanggang ngayon Ngayon ay hindi sumusuko Sumusuko sa anumang pagsubok Si Inay ang dahilan Dahilan at layunin Layuning masaganang bukas Bukas na ay kakamtin

My First Love The first time I saw her I already smiled with wonder Never have I ever Saw a beauty like hers First time I talked to her Words came out in tumbles Never have I ever Babbled in front of another First time I touched her She held onto my fingers Never have I ever Been held with such wonder First time I kissed her I knew then that Iâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;ll love her I promised that Iâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;ll never Ever will I hurt her For the first time that I hurt her Her tears flowed like rivers Never will I ever Try again to hurt her My first love is her No other than my mother No one will ever Truly compare with her. 24

Forever Grateful You may not see me often see your efforts, But I am always grateful you are my mom. I always wonder how my life would be, How can I get through this chaotic world, If not for your unending and genuine love. I may not be a showy daughter, I do not usually say thank you Or I love you to you every day, But at the end of the day, I seek your love and comfort. You give me what I need, Without me asking you, I am always proud of you You are the greatest gift God has given me. My diploma is dedicated to you and dad. A dedication for a job well done. My triumphs in life are the prizes For all your support and sacrifices. I am always forever grateful.

Siyam na buwan Ang iyong hinintay Kagalakan sa mga mata Ay sadyang nakikita

Hindi ako Makakalimot

Ang tamang araw Ngayon nga’y dumating Hirap na nararanasan Ito’y di na pinapansin

Ilang taon ang lumipas Ang pagmamahal mo Ay hindi nagbago Ni ‘di rin kumupas Bumangon ka nang maaga Nagtrabaho hanggang gabi Para sa aking pangangailangan Sa araw-araw ay maibahagi

Ang iyong kinasasabikan Sa isang saglit lang Ako sa iyo’y ibinigay Biyaya ng Maykapal Luha ay pumatak Sa pisngi kong hirang Kaligayahan na ‘di mapantayan Ay lubos mong naramdaman

Sa akin ay sinabi Mag aral ka na ng mabuti Dahil ito ay kayamanan Na ‘di mananakaw ng sinuman Pangarap at hangarin sa buhay Ay dapat mong makamtan Upang aking hirap Ay huwag mo ring mararanasan At kung may problema, Ang Diyos ay lapitan Manalangin sa kanya At lubos kang magtiwala Oh! Kaya Ina ko, Hindi ako makakalimot Sa iyong mga sakripisyo At mga magagandang payo.

Magda Magda Sa kalsadang hindi maubusan ng umuusok na sasakyan, mga taong paroo’t parito habang may pulis na sa gitna’y maghapong nagwawagayway ng kamay. Umaaraw man o tag-ulan, bagyo man o tagtuyot nariyan pa rin ang babaeng matagal na kinupkup ng makasaysayang lansangan. Wala ni isa ang may pakialam, kung papaanong siya’y napadpad sa ganoong kapalaran. Sino ba ang magnanais alamin ang buhay ng nilalang na itinuturing na madumi at katulad na ng basura? Ang lansangan ang naging sandigan, kanlungan at saksi ni ‘Magda’ ang bansag ng marami sa kanya, mula ng siya ay manahan sa lugar na iyon. Mamamasid ang kanyang saya na sa mukha mo lang maipipinta. Humahagakgak na parang paslit, mayamaya’y biglang humahagulgol at magagalit. Kinukuskos ang buhaghag na buhok na tanging langaw lang ang humahaplos. Hindi man siya 28

mapanakit ngunit nais ng mga taong siya’y mawaglit. “Bakit ba kasi hindi ipatapon ang babaeng iyan sa ibang lugar?” inis na tanong ng isang babae sa kasama. “Oo nga, saang lupalop ba kasi yan galing? Siguro dating adik yan kaya nasiraan ng bait” tugon ng kasama. Maririnig kay Magda ang lihim ng kanyang nakaraan tuwing kumikirot na ang sikmura at tuyo na ang lalamunan. “Huwag po! Huwag po! Maawa po kayo sa akin. Tulong! Tulungan niyo ako, Itay tulungan mo ako!” At sa bawat gabi ay sumasariwa ang bangungot ng nakaraan. “Inay, Itay huwag po kayong malungkot. Kaya kop o ito. Basta mag-iingat kayo parati rito. Tatawag ako kina Tiyang Belen para kamustahin kayo. Huwag po kayong mag-alala. Saglit lang po ako sa Maynila” wika ni Magda sa mga magulang. “Ikaw rin anak, alagaan mo ang sarili mo. Ikaw lang ang kaisa-isa namin anak, mag-ingat ka ha, mamimiss ka naming.” Naiiyak na sagot ng ama. Si Ita’y naman oh, kayo talaga, basta Itay magpalakas po kayo para pagbalik ko makakapasyal tayo ni Inay sa ilog,” sabay yakap sa ama. Basta anak, magdasal ka parati. Ipaagdadasal ka rin namin. Iyang Itay mo hindi yan mapakali pag wala ka kaya tumawag ka parati ha. Mag-iingat ka alam mo naman sa Maynila, maraming tao.” Paalala ng ina habang inihahanda ang dadalhin ng anak. “O sige po ‘nay, ‘tay, aalis na po ako baka ako maiwan ng bus.” Nakangiting paalam ni Magda. Hindi man kabisado ang lugar na pupuntahan ay buong tapang niya itong tinungo. Naging maayos naman ang napuntahang bahay, mabait ang magasawa niyang amo at ang anak nila na halos kaedad ni Magda. Naging maganda ang takbo ng ilang taong paninilbihan sa pamilya Dominguez. Hanggang isang gabing magpapabago ng takbo ng kaniyang buhay. Matagal na pala itong tinitignan ng among lalaki na ama na ang turing niya dahil sa sobrang malasakit nito sa kaniya. 29

Nagising si Magda nang maramdamang may tao sa kuwarto niya. “Ano po iyon kuya?” Naalimpungatang tanong ni Magda. “Huwag kang maingay. Magigising ate mo. Madali lang ito ‘di kita sasaktan basta huwag kang sisigaw” sabay hawak sa braso ng dalaga. “Huwag po! Huwag po! Maawa po kayo!” mahinang tinig ni Magda habang umiiyak sa takot. Sa takot na masaktan at sa lakas ng among lalake ay hindi makapanlaban si Magda. Ayaw niyang lumapat ang patalim na hawak ng amo nito. Gusto niyang ipagtanggol ang sarili ngunit wala siyang lakas para gawin ito. Tanging luha na lamang ang tugon sa pighating nararamdaman. Iniisip niya ang amang may sakit at ang inang nangangaral sa kaniya at napuno siya ng dalamhati. Pagkatapos ng pangyayaring iyon ay nawala sa katinuan si Magda. Kasabay ng pagkawala ng puri ay ang pagkawala ng ala-ala ng pamilya. Ibinintang sa kaniya ang paggamit ng droga at ginamit ng amo ang kahinaan ni Magda para makatakas sa kasalanan. Pinaalis siya sa tinutuluyan at nagpalaboylaboy na sa lansangan. Sa pagkalkal ng basura ang kinahantungan ni Magda. Ang gabi ay pagkakataon niya upang sikmura ay mapunan parang aso kung siya’y maghanap. Sa bawat nakikitang puwedeng sakmulin ay agad ipapasok sa bibig. Masuwerte siya sa nakitang supot. Kaya inilatag sa karton sa gilid ng kalsada at nilasap ang pagkaing tira-tira. Maya-maya’y may isang babaeng tumatakbo at nagsisisigaw sa daan. Tila humihingi 30

ng tulong. Mga kabag ng paa ay rinig ni Magda sa lupa. “Tulungan niyo ako! Tulong!” sigaw ng babae. Nagbalik ang bangungot kay Magda. At tila bumalik sa katinuan. Bumangon siya at kumuha ng pamalo at hinatak ang babae sa basurahan. “Ate, tulong po” umiiyak at hapong hapong wika ng babae kay Magda. “Sige, magtago ka dito, hahambalusin ko ang sira-ulong iyan!” wika ni Magda na tila ina ng babae at hinarap ang lalakeng may hawak na patalim. “Hoy! Baliw! Huwag kang makialam kung ayaw mong masaktan!” panakot ng lalakeng tila nakadroga. “Tumakbo ka na iha” sigaw ni Magda sa babae. “Paano po kayo?” “Ako na ang bahala! Takbo na!” sabay palo sa lalake. Kumaripas ng takbo ang babae. Kinaumagahan ay nagmamadaling nagtungo ang babae kung saan niya iniwan si Magda at ang lalaki. Nagtaka siya sa kung ano ang pinagtutumpukan ng mga tao sa may basurahan. “Sino kaya ang may gawa niyan?” bulungan ng mga tao. “Grabe! Walang awa talaga ang gumawa niyan.” Nanlamig ang katawan ng babae ng narinig ang mga bulong. Isiniksik ang katawan sa kumpol ng mga tao. At nawalan ng lakas ng makita ang katawang naligo sa dugo at tadtad ng saksak. Humagulgol ang babae at napaluhod. Siya lang ang lumuha sa daang taong naroon. Sa libingan ng hindi kilalang manananggol ay nakatingala ang babae. “Maraming salamat ate, isa kang tunay na bayani” at lumuha siya para kay Magda. 31

Alon Sa Karagatang makulay, napakaraming alon. Sa paglalayag ng buhay, bakit ako alone? 33

Bulaklak sa Gitna ng mga Tinik Isang magandang bulaklak na tila masaya, Ngunit sa tuwa niya’y walang nais gumaya; Dahil sa mga tinik nitong malaya, Kung hawaka’y kagat ng buwaya. Tulad na lamang sa tao, Kahit isa’y walang nais dumapo, Pagkat sa ugali nitong mabaho, Kailanma’y hindi maitatago. Huwag payagang manatili sa kanya, Mga tinik na hindi kaaya-aya; Tulungang makalaya sa sumpa, Upang siya at tayo’y lumigaya.

Seeds

Let the roots grow deep In search of water The leaves broad and green From the sunlight Three little seeds in the soil she burrows Not so deep, not so shallow Quenches its thirst with H20 Not so many, not so few Then she leaves it there For the sun to take care For the soil to nourish For the rain to feed The neighbors cheer and toast For the temporary bounty Produced artificially Plants grow taller, bear so many But when the soil is tired And pests are strong Bodies weak Everything goes wrong Everyone would understand why this old woman Leaves the three little seeds For the soil to take care, the soil to nourish And the rain to feed.

Her Love She was born in the heart of the forest Where trees and flowers bloom in sincerity She was the spring of everyoneâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s heart Praise by deity of excellent smart Like Demeter who woes for Persephoneâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s abduction The seeking of and wanting for salvation Endless crying and trees dying Flowers withered, gone lying In the midst of war and cruelty She was not the harmonica of any She was the hope, the life Like a river that flows endlessly In the bountiful place of hers Lies her infinite love Her kingdom in us The strong instrument inside of us

Her Golden Grains of Existence Endlessly She sows the golden grains of existence Brimming over Godâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s abundant blessing Ensuring reign of unbroken DREAMS A fairytale time with happy endings. Endlessly She utters the promise of no goodbyes dancing with the grains when morning smiles humming lullabies when night betides Such appraisal to such wishing stars. Endlessly She reaps the golden grains of passion glowing like an awakened imagination Satisfying her deepest expectation The continuance of the next generation.

Then endlessly She listens to the melody of the golden grains the melody of breathings the melody of lives of the future human race the melody that eternally plays.

Dilig ay Pawis Hinarap ang hamon Nakipagbuno sa panahon Pawis puhunan Para sa anak lumaban Binuhay niyang mag-isa Inahon sa pangamba Bagamat mahirap, kinaya! Taon rin ay lumipas Problema’y lumagpas Mga pighati’y nawatas Kanyang binhi ay nakaalpas Mula sa lupa, umusbong Tuluyang yumabong Tagumpay nila’y narating Mala-bituing nagniningning Napawi ang pagod nila Yakap ng ina’y nadama Dahil Diyos di nagpabaya Buhay nila’ y guminhawa

pulag Embrace the extraordinary view and conquer your city madness.

Women in History:

Unveiling the Seeds they Sowed A mother who courageously stands up in the face of deadly barricades of guns and tanks. A mother who perseveres amidst diseases and starvation, tilling the barren land in hopes of raising crops to feed her family. A mother who endures the grill of oppression in the factories even if it leaves her with a petty income. They are the faces of women in history. Through the years, women have been subjected to systematic and unjust treatment in prevailing societies. They have been barred from voting, quelled from criticizing the government and invoking their rights as human beings, deprived of their own right to free marriage, and so on. In essence, women became victims of a society blinded by the notion that men are superior to women. Hence, the rise of prejudices and narrow-mindedness that continues to hound and compound the issue of gender equality up to our times. Yet, while history generally relegates women to scenes of oppression, it also stands witness to a brave few who stirred ripples of revolution. These are the womenâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s unsung stories from the field. Who could forget the widely-revered St. Joan of Arc, instrumental in saving and liberating her country (France) from the invading British armies during the hundred yearâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s war? Not so surprisingly, women during this time were looked upon as 45

Women

mere housewives, farmers, or care takers. But St. Joan changed all that, and put forward the radical mindset that women are capable of leading victorious military campaigns. She proved to the world that a woman from a humble farming background could serve as a key for a countryâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s triumphs. In Islam-dominated countries, there are brave and daring women who are taking the lead in breaking the unjust chains that curtail their human rights especially with reference to social and political status. In Pakistan, for instance, a woman was elected prime minister despite fierce oppositions coming from many Muslim clerics. In neighboring Myanmar, thousands of lives were lost for political and economic reasons and the economy was severely bogged down for decades under military rule. But all these ended and the ruling military dictatorship was peacefully toppled with the rise of a revolutionary, herself a victim of vilification and oppression. But her uncompromising struggle pitted a whole nation into unity and revolution against one common enemy- the military dictatorship. Here in the Philippines, the decades of Marcos dictatorship crumbled when millions of Filipinos stood in solidarity with the late Corazon C. Aquino deemed as the â&#x20AC;&#x153;Icon of Democracy in Asia.â&#x20AC;? Amidst threats and political torments, Corazon along with her husband chose to return and free the country from years of tyranny and finally, restoring democracy. Her heroism can also be reflected among the women of Bontoc and Kalinga who joined the resistance against the World Bank-funded

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Chico river dams project that would have resulted in certain death of their community. One memorable story of their struggle is when they bared their upper bodies in a barricade to stop the project personnel from bringing in equipment. This courageous act put the employees to shame and stopped them in their tracks. These are but a few of many stories reflecting how many women through the course of history have etched their names on grounds of tyranny and oppression. They put in capsule form the many struggles of women who continue to resist an exploitative society in their fight for equality, liberty and justice. Their heroic stories are the tools that have been used to sow a generation firmly rooted in democracy. In essence, we, the present generation, are the future that they fought for. We are the fruits of their labor and sacrifices. Indeed, they are the mother for their undying care and nurture has placed us in a situation where we are free. Thus, the challenge now is to sow our own seeds for generations to come. Our courageous women, with their male counterparts, have defied the fiercest of odds for us, the future. They risked their lives sowing the seeds of love in the fields inflicted with oppression. The question now for the present generation is, â&#x20AC;&#x153;Do we dare to continue what these women have fought for? Do we care enough to take action for the struggles of the women in our lives?â&#x20AC;? Let us, together, rise to the challenges of our time.

istory

Inay, Hinagkan mo ako sa inyong Malalambing na bigkis Binulungan ng ‘Mahal kita’ Sabay kinantahan ng kundiman Ako’y paru-paro Lumilitaw, lumilipad Na ‘di alintana ng anuman Sa lawak ng kabihasnang likas. Ako’y kalabaw Umuungol, nagpapahinga Na sa kabila ng tiyaga Pagod, ay mapayapang ilog. Tubig na kumakalma sa kalamnang bugbog. Ako’y aso Makulit, mapaglaro Tumatahol sabay ang orchestra Ng kalawakan. Gumugulong sa kiliti ng kadamuhan Nagpapasalamat sa biyaya ng ulan. Ngunit nagtapon ng yosi ang tao Kinaingin ang lawak ng kabihasnan Nagtanim ng ‘di kilalang binhi Pinatrabaho hangang buto’t balat Ang kalabaw, inubos ang tubig

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ilayan

Niyurak ito ng mga elementong Hindi natural, hindi kanais-nais Dinuraan ng momma Kinulong ang kalayaan Ng makulit na aso. Kinubli ang dila, maingay daw kasi Gahamang mga tao, hindi naman tagarito! Mga taong mas hinayupak pa kaysa sa amin! Sino ang nagbibigay sa inyo ng karapatang Luluray-luray ang yamang ito? Hindi ka rin ba hinagkan Ng hanging pinabango ng mga talutot? Hindi ka rin ba binulungan Ng mga alon sa loob ng kabibe? Hindi ka rin ba nilambing Ng lupang iniingatan ang kahalagahan ng buhay? O kinantahan man lang ng hanging Dumaraan sa mga puno? Inay, Sinaktan ka.

But one day I woke up, and felt hatred in my heart I did not need her advice, unacceptable in my eyes Her lectures were a machine gun, repetitive and irritating I did not want her interventions, so old-fashioned and annoying I felt my heart and found, I did not want her anymore Too long she pushed me, reminding me of responsibilities Too far I pushed her, but she kept hanging on, never giving up Until I myself realized how I have wronged her, hurting her For I was too busy to think of her love, when she was so busy giving me hers She did not care that I responded not, only wanted to see how I was She prays for my studies and wishes more for my success Thank you would not be enough for the love you have shown Through the years, it never dwindled and only doubled every day I know now what love looks like, I had it since my first breath She is so beautiful; she is my Mom

Personified Love

She woke up in the dead of night, checking if I was alright She gave me comfort, everything to make me feel alright I feel warmth in her touch; I feel the love as it touches my heart I know she will give everything, because I am a treasure in her heart I know it is true, so when I started to talk, my first word was Mama She helped me on my way and taught me not to stray She praised my victories, and celebrated my firsts I love her so much, for her love no one can surpass She is the best mother in the world and I know that deep in my heart I could not imagine a day without her When she leaves for a minute, I feel worried and irritated And when she returns, every care and worry, melts away with just her touch It was the biggest fear when she sent me to study She hated me, I thought, for leaving me in otherâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s company Patiently, she helped me realize It was the only thing she could ever give me

How to

Love a As I was mesmerizing the beauty of nature, Suddenly, a question came to the picture. How should a man show to a woman that his love is pure? A love so sure which will cure the pain of yesterdayâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s injure. Indeed, a man should love her unconditionally Listen to her stories carefully and attentively Treat her with such respect and loyalty Show her that fairytales do come true in reality. Never play with her feelings and emotions For you never know how much it hurts to be in her position Make her feel that she is your only princess That you value her and that sheâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s priceless. 52

Woman Never think of leaving her unless you donâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;t love her But you should not court her at the first place if youâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;re just toying her For we, girls are certainly not toys, sir! And that really is a disgusting manner. Thus, every girl must learn to wait Wait for the right man who will break down the gate Gate that was established to protect the heart which was torn by wrong mate For it is never too late to wait, have patience and unceasing faith. In fact, true love is patient and kind And it is indeed hard to find But never lose hope and to our Almighty God, invest your trust For He will undoubtedly give you the desires of your heart. 53

Story with Mom I Here in the world of emptiness I’ve been torn slowly into pieces Crashing me ‘till no voice raises Oh! Take me out of this loneliness II All this voices echoing my head “Dirty! Foolish! Yes you give up!” All I did was to cry on my bed Then she came and smiled and asked me what’s up? Refrain Mom I lost myself, I lost my way I want to come back, please say you’ll stay Chorus She hugged me tight, with love and care She will be there She tried her best to do what’s right For me to be safe, her only child She hugged me tight, with love and care Now I know she’s all I need to stay Bridge Now I see, I feel, I realized Your blood and sweat, why you sacrificed. Now day and night with your light I’m safe, I’m good… I love you Mom!

Beautiful

You have welcomed me with the scent of the pine tree Gave me a refreshing feel As the driver meticulously maneuver I gaze upon the window Having a sight of vast mountains covered with trees Dumbstruck by the beauty Despite being dizzy from the zigzag road

Highlands

Swiftly took my camera Taking aim as the vehicle swiftly passing Barely got the perfect shot But soon as I arrived to the highlands quickly Posted the photo I took Putting a title like modern kids do today Hashtag beautiful highlands

Ang

Modelo ni

Boyong

8! Tala nung kaibigan ko nung may dumaan na naka miniskirt. 6! Tala nung isa nung dumaan si ateng maputi. 10! Tala naman nung chickboy kasi sexy yung katawan ng dumaan ulit. Tumango sila, tinanong ako ‘Tol, ilan score ‘nun?’ ‘Ewan,’ tugon ko. ‘siguro mga 3?’ Nabilib sila ‘Tol taas ng standard ah!’ ani ng kaibigan. ‘Taena, ano ‘yung 10 saiyo, diyosa?!’ sabi ng chickboy. ‘Kakahiya naman sa iyo koyaa,’ hagulgol nung isa. Napangiti lang ako, may tinuro ‘Nakikitamo ‘yun brad?, yun ang 10 sakin.’ Napasilip sila ‘Sagwa bro! mahilig ka pala sa mga maraming kulubot?!’ Hiyaw ng kaibigan ko. Tawanan sila. ‘Grabe, kung alam lang naming tagawalis ng kalye ‘yung trip mo, sana ‘di ka nalang naming tinanong!’ usisa ng Chickboy. Tawanan sila. Sinubukan kong tumingin ulit. ‘Mga boss! Tignan niyo ‘yun, ‘yung bandang kanan malapit sa grupo ng studyante, 10 din ‘yun sa ‘kin eh.’ Suhesyiton ko. 59

‘Yuck bro, e nanay nanay na ‘yun eh, tignan mo, buntis pa. Siguro pang dos na ‘yung nasa tiyan.’ Hagakgak ‘Nagbebenta pa siya ng turon, hindi ba kadiri ‘yun?’ ani nung isa. ‘Tol, mukha siya nga rin umuubos ng benta niya eh!’ sabi ng kaibigan ko. Muling hagakgak. Di ko kinaya, akala ko maiintindihan nila. Huling beses na. ‘Eto last na,’ tinuro ko isang studyanteng nagmamadali hawak ang maraming libro.’ 10 din siya.’ Humagikgik lang sila. ‘Ah naiintindihan naming bro, di bale bagay naman kayo eh. Pareho kayong puro tigyawat ang mukha, makapal ang salamin, puro bakal ang ngipin na parang ironman, bwahahaha!’ ani nung isa. ‘Hay nako, parang awa mo na tol, tara na nga baka hawaan tayo ng sakit neto’ ani ni chickboy. Naglakaran na lang silang humahagikgik palayo habang tumatala at binibigyan ng iskor ang bawat dalagang dumaraan. Napaisip ako. kung ang ating mga mata ay nakakakita ng kaluluwa ng tao imbes na sa mga mababaw na pamantayang pisikal ng lipunan, napakaganda siguro ng mundong iyon. 60

Si lola, 10. Sa bawat pawis na pinandidilig niya sa sementong winawalisan, Sa bawat kulubot na kumakatawan sa kanyang hirap at tiyaga, Hindi lang iskor ang nararat sa serbisyo niya at karinglan. Si nanay, 10. Sa mga panahong buhat-buhat ang dalawang paslit na musmos at isa sa sinapupunan, Buhat-buhat ang mga turon upang mabenta, Buhat ni nanay ang kinabukasan ng mga ito, Na sa takdang panahon ay mababayaran ang lahat ng pagluluksa. Hindi lang iskor ang nararapat sa pagmamahal niya at pag-pupurdiya. Si ate, 10. Sa mga puyat na gabi, sa mga nalalaktawang kainan, Inaatupag ang edukasyon kesa ang pagpapaganda, Pinaninindigan ang papel bilang panganay, Sa pagnanais na makatapos at mabigyan ng magandang buhay ang pamilya, Hindi lang iskor ang nararapat sa kaniyang katalinhagaan at pasensya. Iyon ang â&#x20AC;&#x2DC;di nila maintindihan. Hinding-hindi. 61

Asi pay, Juana No nagriing ti agsapa Rugian naâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;t trabaho na Ay ay piman pay Juana Luto, plantsa, aglaba, Agawir ti bibi na Ay ay asi pay asi , Asi pay Juana Ngem tatta ket haanen, Tumulungen ni lakay na Ay ay naragsaken, Nagragsaken Juana Komunidad nagprogreso Kasta met ti pamilya Ay ay nagmaymaysa da Nagkaykaysa da!

The Farmer I went to the farm the other day It was as merry as the month of May Filled with cattle, barley and hay Flowers in bloom, I wished to stay Then a woman, head all white Back all heart, what a sight! Greeted me with a smile Grandma it has been a while!

Grandma did what’s best for me And bought a farm for a handsome fee She tilled her farm from dawn ‘til dusk Her only motto was ‘I must!’ Then to school she told me go For all the things I wished to know She paid the bills with blood and sweat Saying with this, my future is all set

Straddled we did by the river bend Chatting to no end Said she, her life was all spent Thought I, she is heaven sent!

I left her with a slender build A crown of black upon her head When I returned she had to stoop A tender limp upon her foot

Then years of tears rolled back I see myself wearing something that’s all black Grandma beside me all in tears Patting my back saying never fear

Tears flowing freely from my eyes I looked back at the woman I owe my life Years of labor took their toll On the woman I owe my all

Alimit See how your power does attract the greed. Witness how people power will nurture you, indeed. 67

Unselfish Love The love you feel So great… so real, The true service you give Love that makes us live Thinking of our welfare The best form of care, Aiding them without remitment Sign of your contentment. Serving without rumble Keep us away from trouble You do something for better Than talking without any matter A mother’s life is a sacrifice Just to protect our lives Feel what true love is In mother’s love there’s peace.

Mother In pain she breathes On weakness she tries to push Then she carries you And feeds you with her own For kinder she sent you to school After work, she drives you home When naughty she punishes you With fault her mouth scolds Every time you go late at home Shut your ears from her all day long On times you feel so down She talks and then sheâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s gone Now the time has come I can fully understand Where her mouth is coming from She just wanted me to be a good man

Literary Pieces Eva of Yesterday and Today Oh! Ina Man with a Wo Kababaihan A Womanâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s Place in the World Ngiti Lovely Siya ang Dahilan My First Love Forever Grateful Hindi ako Makakalimot Magda Bulaklak sa Gitna ng mga Tinik Seeds Her Love Her Golden Grains of Existence Dilig ay Pawis Women in the History: Unveiling the Seeds they Sowed Pagnilayan Personified Love How to Love a Woman Story with Mom Beautiful Highlands Ang Modelo ni Boyong Asi Pay, Juana The Farmer Unselfish Love Mother

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Andrea Lyn Marzo Jodan Uligan Riemon Balan-eg Princess Shelimar Gadang Bernice Lee Wilber Magat Emma Jasmine Cabading Aurita Budikey Joshem Mangangey Jacquilene Malong Ana Marconi Mark Anthony Hernandez Irish Mikee Wigwigan Hezy Jane Paculan Elisha Busaing May Ann Salcedo Mark Anthony Hernandez Daniel Jason Maches

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Mikeen Penchog Melba Patna-an Rochie Sotelo Princess Shelimar Gadang Allan Zephyr Taguba Mikeen Penchog GAD Archive Patricia Beny Nicole Castillo Dianne Castillo Mac James Dacillo

Literary Graphics Galaxy Bubbles Landscape Her Eva and Eve Manwo

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Women Icons Gorgeous Mother and Child Typographic Face Magda

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Joy Mislay Joy Mislay Jodan Uligan Jocelyn Ramos Joy Mislay Princess Shelimar Gadang Irish Mikee Wigwigan Albert Jay Lab-oyan Albert Jay Lab-oyan Irish Mikee Wigwigan Albert Jay Lab-oyan

Thorns and Seeds Woman and Nature Mother Earth Collage Igorota Puzzle Piece Today and Before Butterfly Farmer Heart Media Icons Fishes

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Albert Jay Lab-oyan Ronnel Apilado Albert Jay Lab-oyan All Cartoonists Dine Yve Daganoc Joy Mislay Jodan Uligan Joy Mislay Albert Jay Lab-oyan Joy Mislay Irish Mikee Wigwigan Joy Mislay

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Jesse Two is Better than One (SM Baguio) Weaving Alon (Palawan) Capturing the Moment (Mt. Pulag) Cultural Dance Reflection (Four Lakes) Bonding As high as the Sky (Kabayan) Alimit (Lagawe, Ifugao)

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Irish Mikee Wigwigan Casserene Bagioan and Princess Shelimar Gadang Bernice Lee Irish Mikee Wigwigan Irish Mikee Wigwigan Aaron Lee Irish Mikee Wigwigan Irish Mikee Wigwigan Irish Mikee Wigwigan Aaron Lee Irish Mikee Wigwigan Brandon Lee

Credits We dreamed, we dared, and worked together to make it a reality. But the sucess of this literary folio is not CA Prideâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s alone. We are very grateful to all the people who have, in one way or another, supported the efforts of the publication. Our heartfelt gratitude goes out to the following: Sir Rashid Lokines, our adviser, for his firm trust and confidence in us; Sir Paul Joseph Nuval, for his tireless and unwavering efforts in guiding and giving constructive criticisms; The students who rose to the challenge and contributed their work and creations to this folio; The students of the college, for their continuous support to the publication; and most of all, All the women who have added meaning and color to life, and who continue to inspire us in dreaming of and working for a better tomorrow for all. Words cannot begin to describe our appreciation. Iyaman.

MEMBER OF THE COLLEGE EDITORS GUILD OF THE PHILIPPINES (CEGP) AND BSU WRITERâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;S GUILD.