Tuesday, May 19, 2015

BODOY, THE WATER BOY

During the time of Pedro, the blind man, there also lived another fellow named Bodoy.  He was a big man.  But, he has an imbalanced mental capacity.  He would walk around the town and the children as well as adults cracked jokes.  He had a ready smile though.

One thing significant about Bodoy, was that he was never dirty.  Unlike other fellows with imbalance mind,   he would always wore sandals.  Most often thee are not pairs.

One day, Bodoy surprised all.  He volunteered for a fee carrying cans of water to houses – for laundry or for drinking purposes.  At that time, there was none of the so called ‘aquas potables’ or water system.

But, there were two wells in the town.  Both of them supplied drinking water.  One had a big and long wooden pump.  People claimed that water coming from it was sweet or delicious.  It came from the old water pump of San Roque.

There was also the artesian well located at San Esteban, just behind the church.  According to the inscription,  it was some 200 feet deep.  It was warm even in December.  No wonder people went there to take a bath even in the wee hours of the night.

For many years, Bodoy carried two cans of water – one in front of him and one at the back of him through a bamboo pole on his shoulder.

After many years, Bodoy bought a wooden cart.  He would deliver at least ten cans at twenty centavos per can.  He would come back and forth at least five times day.  At that time, the exchange rate was two pesos to a dollar.  So two pesos could buy a lot.  In fact, when i was in grade school, I would buy three centavos worth of school papers and two centavos worth of candies which I placed in the secret pocket of my short pants.


Bodoy became the ‘aquador’ or water carrier for many years until he died.  He became old, weak but died a natural death.

Monday, May 18, 2015

PEDRO, THE BLIND WOOD CUTTER






In the 50’s whom my mother’s young brother, Abelardo, was still alive, he had a friend, a blind man by the name of Pedro.  This refused to be a beggar.  He would approach some families to cut their fire wood.

He would feel the part of the wood where his sharp bolo would strike.  He would chop the firewood the whole day but would not complain.

Sometimes, firewood would be dried bamboo poles.  Sometimes, it would be ipil-ipil trees.  Sometimes,  he would slice coconut shells which will turn into charcoal.

But, the most challenging that he would do, which others could not do was cutting coconut trees.  Yes, living coconut trees.  Very few people with even clear eyesight could do this.

His procedure was cutting the tree from the top.  First, he would climb the tree and reach for the fruits and the palm leaves.  If he knew, by the sense of touch that all were dropped to the ground, he would climb beyond the coconut and reach atop the tree.

He would sit on the palms and cut them all.  If he felt that there were no more leaves, he would climb down.  He then would climb down.  He then would count his steps.  If he reached step 5, he would cut that section of the tree, feeling that the cut was diagonal, e.g. one side is slightly higher than the other side.  If he felt that the trunk would now fall, he would place his sharp bolo in the wooden cast called ‘sarongan’ and push the trunk down, calculating that it would not touch and hurt his knees.
He would do this procedure until the entire tree had fallen.  People would pay for his toil.  But, splitting the trunks into firewood was another contract.  This time, he would use an axe like a man with a perfect eyesight.  The trunk, if not split could be used into posts for fence, for wood bridge, for support of flooring, etc.

He died many years ago, but after having a wife.  His wife had a perfect eyesight.  They lived happily for many years.  There was, however, no information if they had children.

But, he died a happy man.  His funeral was simple but long.  The families which he served were there.


This is the story of Pedro, the blind man who refused to beg.  He wanted to earn his money through his sweat.

Saturday, May 16, 2015

THE DISAPPEARING TEOPISTO

When my mother was still young and strong she told us of a story about his younger brother named Teopisto.  It was said that, Teopisto was named after a priest who once upon a time was assigned in the province of Sorsogon.  Later on, the priest became an Archbishop.

My lola’s brother was a priest in Sorsogon.  He later died of a disease.  So my lola and his children came back to our lowly town.

My mother said that she and Teopisto would play “hide and seek” when they were still young.  They were attached very closely to each other.  Teopisto was reported to hide at the back of their door.  My mother would seek for him.  He could not seem him even at the back of the door.

After sometime, Teopisto would reportedly come out from the back of the door, laughing aloud.

My mother failed to see young Teopisto.  It was said that he befriended an “anito” who would help him hide.


Do you think this story is true?

Tuesday, May 12, 2015

WHEN CHICKEN FLIES

All animal life is endowed with mysterious instinct
For its own well being and one of these is the ability
To sense a change in the weather
-Jacob M. Braude

In the 50’s, the former weather bureau, now PAGASA, did not have their instruments as sophisticated as today.  My region was said to be the typhoon path of the country as no less than nineteen typhoons pass through it every year.

Typhoons before were named after female Americans, such as typhoon Trix, Lorna, Jane, etc.

Since the then weather bureau could not be very well relied upon by the people, they turned to natural signals.

By nature, chicken walk.  They scratch for their food.  They were not similar to ducks which swim in the water nor birds that flies.  They are, however, classified as birds.

Ancient China bared that animals are keen to natural calamities.  They said that horses become restless when there was an impending earthquake.  Ants would climb to higher grounds before the rains and floods come. Eggs which were intended to be hatched become barren, etc.


The old folks believed that chicken flew above their homes or above the rice fields, typhoon would come.  So they would prepare their houses from the havocs of typhoon.  Weak houses are even tied to tress so they will be firm to the ground.