Monday, October 3, 2011

My Continuing Work on Rizal Book--THANKS!

To my “kakambal-diwa” and “kayakap-sigla”:
..........I didn’t dare ask your permission to apply to you those descriptions that would have been significant only if they were accepted. Neither did I seek your consent before I decided to consider you a great inspiration to my efforts on a very difficult work I agreed to do before “Finally!” we met face-to-face. Apologies may be in order here even though these decisions entirely my own have actually worked wonders to keep me going through all obstacles including asthma attacks.
..........Since the past weeks I have had to comb completely through the thicker one of the two books I brought along when we traveled together to Sta.Cruz, to find additional info to further enrich the draft manuscript I had then. Now I want to share with you the happy news (very happy for me) that I have just finished doing that.
..........Tomorrow, I’ll start doing the same thing to another book, a bit thicker and by another author, to find useful information to enrich my manuscript, information that I must have missed the first time I read it. After that, I will integrate my new notes in my manuscript and undertake such tedious chores as preparing the endnotes/footnotes.
..........Your expression of confidence in me (something like “I’m sure it’ll be good book.”) helps to keep me going from day to day. I really don’t want to disappoint myself, or my publisher, least of all you. Copies of the printed book, or their equivalent, would have to be on the market by All Saints’ Day, giving us two whole months, the last two months of Rizal’s 150th birth year to work for successful sales and circulation. Wish me luck! Really I need it!
..........Working on this book has challenged me to succeed in accomplishing what I had spiritually asked Rizal himself wherever he is in the “Great Beyond”: To enable me to convince our compatriots to go beyond admiring him and instead to emulate with our own lives – with our personal and collective values and decisions – Rizal’s own values and decisions and finally (!) be able to push together our country forward to overall development, well-being, and profound happiness.
..........For even just reading this now and for any faint whisper of a little prayer for this old man, I thank you profusely now, my “Dreamed Daughter”!
..........(After the end of this month I can have the time to concentrate on working on the script of our planned zarzuela, incorporating all the inputs I shall have received by that time. I really hope you'll agree to be my main teammate in writing and refining that script.)

October 3, 2011 / Makati City

Sunday, October 2, 2011

zarzuela ukol sa paglaban sa pagmimina (daloy)

Mga eksenaPanimulang Daloy ng


Pagtatanghal ng Zarzuela Zambaleña

Sta.Cruz at iba pang bayan ng Zambales

Mayo 2012

Daloy ng mga Eksena:

1. Recognition Ceremony sa isang public school

Emcee: Guest of Honor will be coming late, while waiting, asks a former student to give an impromptu music number


Becker's poem:
Sa bayang ito ako isinilang, pinagyaman ng aking mga magulang
Kaalaman ay umusbong mula dito sa aking bayan.
Maganda kong pangangatawan, dala ng magandang kapaligiran
Kalusugan ay taglay ko hanggang sa maisipan kong mangibang bayan.

Ang saglit na pagkawala,ay katumbas ng daan taong pagtanda
Ang bayan kong minumutya, binabalot na ng dusa
Ang akala ko matutulungan ko itong isalba,
Tila ngayon ay napaisip ako, ngtanong sa sarili, Bakit nga ba lumisan pa?

Sa aking pag-uwi, baon ay libo-libong pagtitimpi
Gusto kong malaman ang mga dahilan at sanhi
Bakit ang bayan ko ngayon ay tila pinagtagpi-tagpi
May makikita pa ba akong puwang upang ito'y muling ngumiti?

Nagtatanong ako sa bawat taong aking masalubong,
Tango at iling lamang ang alam na tugon..
Piping saksi ang mga ibong naglilimayon,
Sapagkat sila mismo ay walang punong pwede pang umampon.

Lumuha ako sa aking napagtanto, sinabi sa sarili panaginip lamang ito
Sinampal ko ang aking pisngi, Sarili ko ay pilit kong niloloko.
Kalungkutan ng paligid ko ay tila sumisimbolo
Ang bayan ko ay malapit ng huminto ang pagtibok ng puso

Sa paligid nilibot ko ang aking paningin, natatanaw ko ay pawang huwad na tanawin
Ipinikit ko ang aking mga mata, nasisilayan ko naman ay bayang puno ng pag-asa
Muli kong iminulat aking mga mata, wala na akong makita, pagkat walang tigil pagdaloy ng luha
Binalak kong muli itong ipikit, ngunit sa aking pagtatangka ako ay may nakita....

Kakarampot na liwanag sa dulo ng parang
Tila nangaakit at ako'y nais nang madarang
Paa ko'y inihakbang, palapit sa liwanag sa dulo ng parang
Kaya pala ako'y tila hinihigop at inaanyaya...nandoon pala ang PAG-ASA.

Agad akong tumakbo at sumigaw, dinig ko sarili kong alingawngaw
Ang mga nakatarak na balaraw sa aking puso'y unti-unting natutunaw
Ang paligid ay tila nakikipagsayaw, sige ang kilos at galaw-galaw
Yakap ko ang sariling katawan, tila di makaramdam ng pagkauhaw.....

(Nang i-release ni ALAS ang song niya for our group, this poem comes out also..

(emcee visibly perplexed. Singer asks audience to sing along last stanzas) (emcee starts chiding former student about choice of song; latter says he was unprepared for another; emcee calls for singing national anthem, saying Congressman had just texted to say he’s no longer coming;)

Speech of Principal, the Chair of Awards Committee: She praises the teachers’ sacrifices as molders of society Explains General Criteria for choice of 1st, 2nd and 3rd awardees.

2. Dialogue between 2nd place honoree and judge: 2nd placer says the Congressman had donated award prizes;

“It would be good to please him by praising politicians who support education. Head Judge says politicans who really support education should cause pay hikes for teachers, instead of abetting corruption that further diminish people’s coffers, and instead of being bad models for citizens & youth.

SONG: “GURO AT POLITICO” (lyrics speak of contrasts between teachers and politicians in serving the people of the community )

3. Head Judge stands for Teachers vis a vis politicians (mentions a former valedictorian of school SK

new-politico) Needed by the people: real civic spiritedness and maturity from Education-- Light of Wisdom

SONG: “LIWANAG, HUWAG DILIM” (lyrics speak of value of education in people’s lives)

Favorite ex-student of 2nd placer enters and takes cudgels for 2nd placer; but shows that he has

become unprincipled as SK official and solon’s nephew.

4. 2nd-placer goes home, finds her cousin who came from Mindanao, asking if she could help him get a job in nearby nickel mine. Says own job in Surigao in danger because gold mining firm in own place threatens to close down after “big accident,” asked about accident; was jested about high insurance, and asked for “Balato”

Cousin replies:

SONG: "BUNGO AT DUGO" (Lyrics say mining firms value gold much more than people's lives, safety and health, and would always seek to escape responsibility to maximize profits.

5. Nickel mine unlikely to have similar accident, open-pit supposedly safer than tunneled goldmine. But this is refuted by visiting top awardee who says own town started showing signs of geological instability and massive soil erosion. Adds other towns of province would be affected by plans for open-pit mining in almost every town..


Top awardee asks if 2nd placer has complaints about ranking, promises support if it's a “big deal for you, as my friend.” 2nd placer feels guilty, thanks top awardee.

6. Miner cousin asks about signs of environmental degradation and what is the people’s response.

Townspeople described as generally silenced by ‘utang na loob’ to congressman, and as apathetic unless expecting a material reward for whatever action.

SONG: “KAPALIT.” (lyrics chide those people who ask “what’s in it for me?” (money) before joining efforts that would benefit everybody, anyway.)

Ex-student comes, looks for top awardee who had told him to come for a chat after a long period of not seeing each other.

2nd -placer expresses her disappointment in him for changed values as new SK member.

Top awardee becomes curious, asks about student’s experiences as SK; he apologizes, explains difficulty from solon uncle’s instructions opposite of what he had learned in school. He says he has mellowed after becoming a bgy officer among youth, esp. now that he’s married and would soon become a father. .

7. Miner cousin brings up matter of people’s apathy, ignorance, intimidation.

2nd-placer engages him-- "they're brainwashed, nakulam yata" Top awardee brings up need for information and education. Miner cousin emphasizes need for education -- character formation, to find out things, don't gamble with our lives, reminder that money can't make up for the destruction of lives and of life-giving nature; cautions against non-use of brain and vocal chords, of courageous heart towards total loss of these; not a matter of blaming for disasters, but of preventing disasters. Counteract defeatism.

Miner-cousin asks top awardee for more info, promises to help spread it. He says he’s joining their cause. Student asks what cause? They tell him. He reacts by telling them they can’t possibly succeed; that there is no more hope. Top awardee and 2nd placer describes defeatism as a self-fulfilling prophecy. Remind him of the stakeholdership of his own coming baby. Responsible father has to be an active stakeholder in this cause. You ask what cause? You don’t know? How will you explain to your son or daughter later that you allowed his home province to be all dug-up because you were too coward to try to avert it, because you were paralyzed by your doubts you can win?

(Napipikon na yung student; teachers decide to cool things by suggesting that they sing together to strengthen their fighting spirit and enthusiasm out of love for the people, especially the children—“including your baby!”

SONG: “MAY PAG-ASA NGA! Nasa atin!”

8. They plan to ask help of student who earlier sang opening number, who knows those who have the info, and to offer their participation in an info campaign. Ex-student opposes, saying the mining firm and his own solon uncle will get angry at them. They resolve to go ahead, justifying that the townspeople must be told the truth so they will be guided what to do. Miner cousin says the people ought to develop capability to overcome fear and timidity and speak out to assert their interests and rights as citizens in a democracy.

9. Top honoree in cell phone conversation with a girl student, then tells others a good news: Girlfriend of opening-song singer said they will help the cause. That she was talking with principal and they agreed the school’s faculty should have a meeting about the mining issue; Principal has scheduled a meeting and was now writing a memo to tell teachers to attend. Memo will be out in few hours. They applaud the news. 2nd place awardee expresses wish that other people also receive the complete info,then plans to convene the school’s PTA to meet on it. Most of townspeople are members of the PTAs. Topawardee reminds her to wait for faculty meeting to get the views of Principal and other teachers. Miner cousin miner asks hoe many schools were there in the town, and says the idea should be shared with other schools.

10. Morning of following day: Principal gets arrested on basis of libel complaint filed by mining firm with her memo as evidence. Immediate aim of detention: Stop that faculty meeting! “Core group” called together by Principal’s lawyer friend to plan out how to complete the bail money to augment what her family was able to raise. They agree to set a meeting at 1 p.m. at Barangay Hall of barangay worst-hit by recent destructive effects of mining. Members of group say whom they will invite. Slogans chanted: Sagipin si Misis Delfin! Itigil ang pagmimina sa ating probinsya! Ilantad, ipalaganap ang katotohanan sa lahat! Huwag matakot, huwag mahiya! Buhay nating lahat ang nakataya!

SONG: MAY PAG-ASA PA NGA--Nasa atin! (with repeating-chorused ending)

Prepared, for further refinement/editing by:

Ding Reyes of Zambales

October 2, 2011

Monday, December 13, 2010



[Mula sa munting aklat na Mayaman Ka (Hindi nga Lamang Halata) ni Ed Aurelio C. Reyes]

HINDI makapaniwala si Alvin sa kanyang nakita sa papel na natagpuan niya sa ilalim ng kanyang unan nang umagang iyon. Dalawang katagang nasa sulat-kamay ng kanyang anak. At isang drowing na may dalawang simbulong pinaghalo. Alimpungatan pa siya nang una niyang tingnan.
...........Ipapakita sana niya ito sa asawa niyang si Luz na nakahiga sa kanyang tabi, ngunit napansin niyang mahimbing pa ang tulog nito. “Napuyat yata si Luz! Mas napuyat pa kaysa sa akin!” naibulong niya sa sarili..
. . “Ahh, mamaya na nga ito. Mabuti pa’y bumangon na ako’t makuha na ang gatas sa labas at masimulan nang…” bumuntonghininga siya… “magpala ng snow sa driveway. Malamang mas makapal ang snow ngayon kaysa kahapon, winter na winter na kasing talaga!”.
. . Minsan pa niyang tinitigan ang nakasulat at nakadrowing sa papel na iyon, bago tuluyang bumangon..
. . Nakuha na niya ang iniwan ng milkman sa tabi ng pinto nila sa may garahe nang muling umagos sa kanyang alaala ang naging pagtatalo ng panganay niyang anak noong sinundang araw. Katunaya’y nagsimula iyon sa masayang pagbibiro ni John na bininyagan sa Pilipinas bilang Juan at dinala niya bilang Baby Juanito nang magtungo silang mag-asawa sa New Jersey..
. . Kahapon, napukpok ni Alvin ang kanyang hinlalaki nang dumaplis sa ulo ng pako ang kanyang martilyo. Binati at pinagtawanan ng trese anyos nang si John ang naibulalas niya at tinanong siya ng “why’re you still shoutin’ that ‘aray’ word, Dad?” Matagal na nga raw kasi sila roon sa States at ang isinisigaw naman doon ay “Ouch!!!”.
. . Mabilis na napikon si Alvin noon. Naalala agad niya ang may pitong taong-gulang nang debate tungkol sa tawag sa kanya ng anak. Gusto niya sana — at limang taon naman niyang naipairal ito — ang itawag ni Juanito sa kanilang mag-asawa ay “Tatay” at “Nanay” — pero nag-alboroto ang bata sa paggigiit ng “Mom” at “Dad” at kinampihan naman ng ina, kaya hayun, natalo si Alvin sa “labanang” iyon. Pero matagal na iyon, pitong taon na. Bakit biglang bumalik sa alaala niya nang mapikon siya sa paglait ng anak sa kanyang naibulalas na “Aray!”.
. . At naalala niya ngayong umaga, habang nagpapala ng snow, ang naibwelta niya sa anak: “Mula ngayon, ibabalik natin sa bahay na ito ang pag-uusap sa Pilipino, sa Tagalog!”
“Oh, no!!! That’s stupid, Dad! We’re here, we have left the Philippines! And you said we’re no longer comin’ back! What’s the point?”.
. . Nag-inggles din siya sa pagsagot, “We will always be Filipinos! We should be proud of that!”.
. . Naupo sa tabi niya ang binatilyo niyang anak at natatawang nagharap sa kanya ng isang matalim na katanungang yumanig sa kanyang pagkatao, sa kanyang pagka-Pilipino:.
. . “Why, Daddy? What’s the’r t’be proud of n’ bein’ Fil’pinow???”.
. . Matagal siyang di nakasagot. Nagbalikan sa kanyang alaala ang mga natutunan niya sa eskwela – elementary, high school, college – Philippine history, matapang ang mga Pilipino, si Lapu-Lapu, sina Rizal at Bonifacio, ang mga gerilya, mabilis na naghalu-halo sa isip niya ang barong tagalog, ang pambansang ibon, ang pambansang prutas, ang tinikling at pandanggo sa ilaw, ang pakikisama, utang na loob, bahala na… ipinamemorya sa kanya noong istudyante pa siya ang lahat ng iyon, at namemorya naman niya, pero bakit….
. . Nawala sa paningin niya ang ngiti ng anak, o baka nawala nga mismo ang ngiti. Ang natatandaan niya’y mga matang nakamulagat sa kanya, nagtatanong kung ano nga ba ang maikakarangal sa pagiging mga Pilipino nila. Patuloy na sumisigaw ang mga katanungan sa isip niya habang hindi maigalaw ang mga labi ng kanyang nanunuyo nang bibig…
. . “Paano ko nga bang sasagutin ito? Puro kahinaan, puro pagkatalo, puro depekto na lang ang pumapasok sa isip ni Alvin sa ilang tahimik na sandaling iyon. Matatapang na talunán?
. . Mahusay makisama kaya madaling masamantala? Kundi pa dumating ang mga Kastila eh sa mga puno pa naglalambitin at nakatira? Ganoon nga ba? Ano’ng isasagot ko? Ano’ng isasagot ko sa anak ko???”.
. . Nang maibukas niya ang kanyang bibig, lumabas ang isang mabalasik na tinig—”Basta!”
Sabay talikod siya at pumasok sa masters’ bedroom. Di na niya napansin na kaagad lumapit ang asawa niyang si Luz sa anak nila. Nakapasok na siya sa silid nila nang sabihin nito sa anak na “Son, we have to talk!”.
. . Sa kanya ang naging huling salita. Naipanalo niya ang pagtatalo dahil may awtoridad siya bilang magulang. O naipanalo nga ba niya? At may silbi ba ang awtoridad niya bilang magulang kung di naman niya nakumbinse ang anak? At papaano naman niyang makukumbinse si Baby Juanito, si John, kung siya nga mismo’y….
. . Bumuntong hininga siya at nahiga, kinuha ang bagong labas na isyu ng Newsweek sa ibabaw ng tokador at nagsikap magbasa..
. . Hindi na niya namalayang pinagharian na siya ng antok at kahit paano’y nakatulog nang basa ang mga mata. Pati nga unan niya’y pinalamig ng daloy ng luha..
. . At nito ngang umagang magising siya’y mahimbing pa ang tulog ng asawa. At may nasalat siyang nakatiklop na papel sa unan niyang natuyo na. Binuklat niya ang papel..
. . Dalawang katagang nakasulat-kamay ni John ang tumambad sa kanyang mga mata—
“Patawad, Dad!” At sa ilalim n’yon ay may nakadrowing -- magkasamang hugis ng puso at ang bandila ng Pilipinas.
. . [Bagamat binago namin ang mga pangalan, ang kwentong ito’y batay sa isang tunay na pangyayari. Naisalaysay ito, nang may mga paghikbi, sa isang kasapi ng Kamalaysayan matapos na maglektura siya ukol sa kadakilaan ng ating lahi. Ilan sa mga kayamanang tinutukoy sa aklat na ito ay ibinahagi sa lekturang nadaluhan ni “Alvin” minsang dumalaw siya sa Maynila.
. . [Si “John” ay isa na ngayong abugado sa New York, at ikinararangal na niya ang pagka-Pilipino. May sarili na siyang pamilya, at Pilipino/Taglish ang usapan sa bahay nila ng napangasawa niyang Amerikana na naturuan niya ng ating wika. At sa salas ng kanilang bahay ay may isang painting na nagtatampok ng magkahalong simbulo ng isang malaking puso at watawat ng ating dakilang lahi.]

Friday, November 26, 2010

May darating pa kayang...Bagong Umaga?

may pagkakataon pa kaya

na sa malaong dapit-hapon
ay sisibol muli

ang bukang-liwayway

ng buhay?

lamang, kung itutulot

ng Bathalang Maykapal
kung sadyang naaayon

sa balak Niya't nilalayon
--balani bagumbayan

nobyembre 27, 2010

[ ito'y munting tula na nakabatay sa aking dangal at piniling asal, at taimtim na dasal, batay sa aking 'dangasal.' tingnan ang 'dangasal' sa ]

Saturday, October 9, 2010

‘Kamalayang BUOHAGI’

Oo, BUO ako.

Nagkakaisa, nagtutulungan,

Mga bahagi ng aking pagkatao –-

Isip, salita, gawa, at katawan

-- magkakaayong totoo!


Ng higit pang malalawak na KABUUAN,

Gaya ng…


--'Balani Bagumbayan'

makati, pilipinas

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Kapag tayo'y nagdarasal, hinihiling ba nating baguhin naman sana ng Bathala ang naipasya na Niyang gawin sa atin at/o sa ating mga mahal sa buhay? O nakakaya na ba nating ipagdasal na TAYO ang Kanyang baguhin para makaya na nating tanggapin ang loloobin Niya para sa ating kalagayan at mga ipapagawa Niya sa atin ayon sa Kanyang kalooban? Pakaisipin sana natin nang masinsinan ito; ibahagi pa sa ating Kapwa...
ding reyes ng zambales
Setyembre 7, 2010

Thursday, August 26, 2010

Panata sa Lumikha





Maligayang pagbati po, O Dakilang Bathala!

Ipinagpapasalamat ko pong ako’y Inyong nilikha,

Ipinasya pang maging Inyong kawangis, kamukha,

Sa kakayahan, at mapagmahal na Kaloobang Dakila!

Dangal ko po’ng tumulad, bumahagi sa Inyo, O Bathala!


At dahil sa ang Inyong Sangnilikha ay kayraming talaga,

At ang aming ikatututo ay sa sama-samang pagkaunawa,

Paggagalangan, pagmamahalan at pagtutulungan lamang

Ang sukat N’yo sanang maasahan sa aming kaasalan!

Asal ko pong isasabuhay ang ganap na pakikipag-Kapwa!


Ito ang damá kong Dangal, at ang pinili kong Asal—

Itong“Dangasal,” ang matahimik kong Dasal

Ipapahayag sa lahat ng Kapwa nang buong linaw

Sa bawat taon at saglit ng Kaloob N’yong Buhay!

Dangal ko po’ng tumulad, bumahagi sa Inyo, O Bathala!

Asal ko pong isasabuhay ang ganap na pakikipag-Kapwa!

Magpakatao’t makipagkapwa ang makayanan nawa naming

Maialay sa Inyo, Bathalang Walang Kasing-Dakila!

--Balani Bagumbayan

Makati, Pilipinas

Agosto 27, 2010

(Ihinahandog po ito sa Sanib-Dasal Synergetic Inter-Faith Praying Community; at sa lahat ng kapatid nating makagagamit at makapagpapalaganap nito. Iminumungkahi ko rin pong magdaos tayo ng mga talakayan, sa ating mga tahanan at sa iba pang mga angkop na pook, ukol sa nilalaman nito. padalhan n'yo rin sana ako ng mga tanong at komentaryo bilang mensahe sa Facebook account na 'EdAurelio-Ding Reyes.' Salamat po!)