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Tiruray also believe that should a religious leader have sufficient wit, power and goodness, he could lead all of his followers "beyond the sky" to live in the land of Tulus (or Sualla) . . . In the days of Lagey Lingkuwos (their greatest legendary hero), people had a difficult time with their farming. They wanted to please Tulus by farming well, but they were never sure when the winds would be right for burning; they had trouble predicting the arrival of the rainy season, and thus were unsure when they should plant; and they lacked a way of calling for the good or bad agricultural omens. Farming was, therefore, a matter of guess work regarding timing, and the swidden cycle for those unfortunate people was seldom properly keyed to the yearly seasons as it so clearly needed to be. Lagey Lingkuwos was aware of this serious problem and was determined to do something about it.Near his place was a settlement where six people lived. They were, like all people, farmers. And, like all human beings at that time, they were followers of Lagey Lingkuwos. Three were young unmarried men-all first cousins-whose names were Kufukufu, Baka, and Seretar. Each lived in his own house, near the houses of their uncles: the widower, Keluguy, who was the leader of the settlement, and Singkad, the group's only married man who lived with his wife, Kenogon. As a pet, these people had a variety of forest dove, which the Tiruray called lemugen.When it came time for Lagey Lingkuwos to lead his followers to the place of Tulus, beyond the sky, he asked the special favors of the six people. Knowing that Tulus would not leave the world without human beings to make swiddens in the forests, and wanting the next creation to have an easier time than the last, he asked those six followers to leave their pet bird behind in the forest, where its call could become the needed giver of omens. He further asked them to live in the sky for as long as there should be a world and people to farm it. They agreed to both requests of their esteemed leader, and so it is today that the lemugen's call gives the farmers much needed agricultural omens, and the six constellations move across the night sky, assisting this new creation of people to properly anchor their swidden cycle in the annual round of seasons. Tiruray said that the six seem, like themselves, to be always proceeding to work in their swiddens-the three young cousins ahead, followed by their uncle and headman. Singkad comes next, prudently keeping himself between his attractive wife and the splendid Keluguy, whom Tiruray never refer to by name-that would be too disrespectful-but call by his nickname, Fegeferafad.
Summary A STORY OF THE ORPHAN GIRL (Subanon, Zamboanga Peninsula) An story by a sister who wishes to remain anonymous. A stranger among the strangers.Vardah, a lovely muslimah goes to the masjid every day. She has no family. She is an orphan. Her smile is never fading. She is more beautiful than a rose who blooms no matter what season it is! When one looks at her, it feels as if the moon is reflecting its light upon her. I met her at the masjid, her gracefulness made me speak to her some kind words starting with a Salam. The reply was spoken in much more kinder words than I have expected. I knew in my heart, I would want to be friends with such a beautiful person. When the prayer is over. I see everyone leaving in a hurry. Some taking care of their little siblings rushing towards the parking lot. I waited and watched her as she was the only one in the corner of the masjid making du'a. Tears were falling in her hands while she was asking her Lord for something. When she was done, I asked her why she was crying. She said she was crying for the ummah who is suffering. I then found out she was an orphan. She said that Allah is her wali and the entire ummah is her family. Her compassion for the Muslim brothers and sisters around the world put me in tears. She cared for the ummah and made lots of du'as for them. I could tell she can feel their pain. I felt she was closer to Allah SubhanaWaTa'ala than I was. Although she had no one, she still seemed the most happiest person in the world. Since that day, me and vardah became best friends. With a friend like that, I learned so much and became more closer to my Lord. Her presence was like an angel to me. She glowed day by day. Smiling and giving charity. A person like her is a blessing to be around. The life just began for me. Alhamdulillah I praise my Lord for everything. A righteous friend is much better than thousand friends. "And keep your soul content with those who call on their Lord morning and evening, seeking His Face; and let not your eyes pass beyond them, seeking the pomp and glitter of this Life; nor obey any whose heart We have permitted to neglect the remembrance of Us, one who follows his own desires, whose case has gone beyond all bounds." (Qur'an 18:28)
Silently, the turtle planted bamboo stakes around the banana stalk. When the monkey turned on his side, he fell and was at once impaled. Helpless, the monkey agonizingly died. The turtle feasted on the monkey. His ears were like good buyo leaves, his tail was like betel nut, and his brain tasted like superior lime. He chewed the concoction and was pleased with himself. On his way home, he met a pack of monkeys who were on their way to the kaingin. They saw the turtle's black teeth so they asked for some of his nama. He hesitated for a while because he was afraid the monkeys might harm him. Then a wonderful idea struck his mind. He turned his back and wrapped some of his nama in a leaf from a wild tree that grew by the roadside. He told the monkey to open the package only when they reached their kaingin. The monkeys did as bidden. When they reached their kaingin they gathered around the package and looked forward to a wonder nama. After chewing some, many threw up; others felt weak and dropped dead. Those who did not partake the nama realized that what their companions chewed was a monkey. Theydecided to run after the turtle and kill him. The monkeys found the turtle near the riverbank. The turtle was subdued at once. The monkeys laid him on flat stone. Each monkey beat him with a stone. They saw how turtle enjoyed it. "Go ahead, continue beating me so I'll turn out wide and flat; then I will be able to lick you all with my tail." So the monkeys decide to throw him into the river. This seemed to frighten the turtle. Seeing how pale the turtlewas, the monkeys were sure they decided on the right thing. So into the water the turtle went with a splash. "Ha-ha!" The monkey heard the turtle laugh. "don't you know that i can live in water?" The monkeys were very mad. Then it happened that a deer was drinking upstream. They asked the deer to drink to drink all the water there so they could get the turtle. The deer promised to help the monkeys. He asked them to put a stopper in his anus. They used a corn cob to close the orifice. The monkey waded toward the turtle while the deer drew water from the river. When the monkeys could almost make it to the turtle, tabkuko pecked on the corn cob and out went the water again. Thrice the deer drew the water, thrice did the tabkuko remove the corn cob. Three monkeys drowned. The tabkuko incurred the monkeys' wrath because they never succeeded in laying their hands on the turtle. They seized the bird and twisted it's neck. The bird writhed in pain and felt its end was near. "You won't kill me that way. Can't you see your even making me beautiful? see how red my bill is? The harder you twist my neck the redder my bill becomes. But if you want to kill me, pull the feathers and leave me on that stone near the river. In a week's time you will see worms feasting on my body." The monkeys stripped the tabkuko of all its plume and left it on the stone. After a week, they saw what looked like worms all over the tabkuko's body. They thought it was rotting. When the monkeys left, the bird stretched its wings and examined what it knew would turn out into beautiful feathers. But the turtle did not go unpunished. When he went out of the water, he met a red-tailed lizard. He wanted to have a tail as red as the lizard's. The lizard told him that he only had to climb a red tree and jump from it. The lizard offered to bring him up the tree. So up the tree they went. The turtle held on to the lizard's tail as hard as he could, but he slipped! Down he go with a hard crash. His lizard friend went to him but he was beyond help; its shell was broken into a thousand pieces. And while the sun hid behind a tree, the turtle died.
Don Juan and his wife Namongan lived in Nalbuan, now part of La Union in the northern part of the Philippines. They had a son named Lam-ang. Before Lam-ang was born, Don Juan went to the mountains in order to punish a group of their Igorot enemies. While he was away, his son Lam-ang was born. It took four people to help Namongan give birth. As soon as the baby boy popped out, he spoke and asked that he be given the name Lam-ang. He also chose his godparents and asked where his father was. After nine months of waiting for his father to return, Lam-ang decided he would go look for him. Namongan thought Lam-ang was up to the challenge but she was sad to let him go. During his exhausting journey, he decided to rest for awhile. He fell asleep and had a dream about his father's head being stuck on a pole by the Igorot. Lam-ang was furious when he learned what had happened to his father. He rushed to their village and killed them all, except for one whom he let go so that he could tell other people about Lam-ang's greatness. Upon returning to Nalbuan in triumph, he was bathed by women in the Amburayan river. All the fish died because of the dirt and odor from Lam-ang's body. There was a young woman named Ines Kannoyan whom Lam-ang wanted to woo. She lived in Calanutian and he brought along his white rooster and gray dog to visit her. On the way, Lam-ang met his enemy Sumarang, another suitor of Ines whom he fought and readily defeated. Lam-ang found the house of Ines surrounded by many suitors all of whom were trying to catch her attention. He had his rooster crow, which caused a nearby house to fall. This made Ines look out. He had his dog bark and in an instant the fallen house rose up again. The girl's parents witnessed this and called for him. The rooster expressed the love of Lam-ang. The parents agreed to a marriage with their daughter if Lam-ang would give them a dowry valued at double their wealth. Lam-ang had no problem fulfilling this condition and he and Ines were married.It was a tradition to have a newly married man swim in the river for the rarang fish. Unfortunately, Lam-ang dove straight into the mouth of the water monster Berkakan. Ines had Marcos get his bones, which she covered with a piece of cloth. His rooster crowed and his dog barked and slowly the bones started to move. Back alive, Lam-ang and his wife lived happily ever after with his white rooster and gray dog.
My reflection of the story Second Creation is a beautiful and most dramatic story. The authors provide the definition and highly entraining story of the development of modern physics.. They conducted hundreds of interviews to capture the thinking and the personalities as well as the science. I really like a story, and I learn more lesson that I apply to my life. How I wish that we had a leader like them. That are willing to sacrifice for whatever they have just to make sure that they could give the needs of their subordinates. A leader steps up in times of crisis, and is able to think and act creatively in difficult situations. Unlike management, leadership cannot be taught, although it may be learned and enhanced through coaching or mentoring. Someone with great leadership skills today is Bill Gates who, despite early failures, with continued passion and innovation has driven Microsoft and the software industry to success. A good leader is a good follower. But after reading this story I wish to have the courage, the wit to make decision of my own. I want to be like this leaders that have knowledge.
My reflection of the story Great Flood is beautiful story. His love is so great and so perfect, that I'm sure He must've wept when all the people perished in the Great Flood. I guess sometimes death has to be a consequence for sinful behavior. The famous story about the Great Flood is best known from the Bible . It has always been known that there were similar stories from Greece and Rome but in the nineteenth century, several texts from ancient Iraq were added. It is now clear that the Biblical account stays close to a Babylonian model. It is like the novel that starts..."It was the best of times, it was the worst of times." These last few years have been the worst of times for obvious reasons. But in the intensity of the "worseness" of these times, an equally intense purification is taking place. The purification might lead to the "best of times". It feels like perhaps a Purgatory on earth. It is like my soul is a lush garden and God has been weeding and some of the flowers have been pulled up along with the weeds and there are now bare spots. In time perhaps God will plant new things and even things that are more beautiful than what was there before. Maybe the plants will be hardier. We should pray for the person that hurt us than to do things that we might forget for the rest of our life.
My reflection of the story Orphan girl is a long-suffering young lady who seems destined not only to lose her lover but her life as well. The familiar characters of old-time melodrama here play their roles up to the hilt. The most thrilling scene is that in which dynamite (planted by the villain) is about to blow all the good characters to eternity. Just in time, however, Lucy picks up the dynamite and throws it out the door. On reflection, though, it seems that the thrill just described is actually topped by the even more exciting scene in the sawmill, where Nellie, tied to a log, is approaching the circular saw which in a moment will tear her to pieces. The hero, who has been tied by the villain, is freed just in time to thrust aside the latter who draws a pistol on him and threatens to kill him if he dares touch the lever that will save Nellie. The villain fires. The hero is wounded. And, at this very instant, a friend opportunely appears to snare the villain, and Nellie is safe in the arms of her hero.
My reflection of the story The monkey and the turtle is To be truthful and honest. I'd just like to suggest that questions of morality might not be the main point of the story. As it's told in the Pacatantra, for example, it's about political craft. It's about being clever, not moral. Like many people said dont trust too much with your friends because sometimes your friends become your enemy and your enemy can be your friends. The monkey and the turtle were close friends but as the story goes on it shows that they became enemy because the monkey cheated the turtle just because of envy. In the story, the turtle displayed much impressive sagacity and cunning over the monkey, ultimately punishing those monkeys with it. The lesson is that the weak but cunning can be a lot stronger than the strong but stupid. One shouldn't be daunted by the apparent strength of a stronger foe, and instead, use one's intellect. let us not be selfish with others we must share to be there we lost our will. And Friendship is basically when two people spend time together, or write to one another, tell each other secrets, fears, worries, trust one another, help one another, forgive one another.
My reflection of the story Biag ni lam-ang is very beautiful story . The epic Biag ni Lam-ang reflects several truths applicable to human life. More specifically, these truths reveal some attitudes, traits, and values of Filipinos, especially among Ilocanos because they were the ones responsible of creating and popularizing this phenomenal epic. First, Filipinos are very family oriented. When Lam-ang was born, his father was already captured by the Igorots in the forest. It is even possible that his father was already dead during the time. This means that he never had an opportunity to experience the love of his father or meet him even once in his lifetime. However, when Lam-ang learned of what happened to his father, he promised that he would avenge for his death. In this instance, we could see Lam-ang, willing to die just to seek justice for a man whom he never personally met, but is recognizable to him in terms of their family relationship; the father and son relationship. Today, Filipinos would usually defend their family members in the face of threat and persecution from other people. Additionally, Filipinos have the practice of letting the sons and daughters to still stay in the house of their parents even if they have already married. The Filipino character traits that I have explained are just some of the many others that are reflected in the epic Biag Ni Lam -ang. Certainly, every aspect of the epic has an implication to the Filipino people because it is a very original Filipino-made work of art.
My reflection of the story Labaw dunggon is not only a mere epic but it also depicts the way of life of pre-colonial Philippines. It is also a source of information about the religion and rituals of the ancient culture in Panay. Many things that pertain to the "sacred" and rituals of healing are very obvious in the text of the epic. Several themes are presented in the epic and this paper aims to describe the highlights of Philippine pre-colonial culture as seen from the epic of Labaw Donggon. The marriage rites of the pre-colonial Panay inhabitants were centered on the drinking of the cup of coconut dipper. It is filled and then passed from the groom to the bride and then to the rest of the guests of the marriage.The act of the couple drinking from one cup was a sign of their consent to be married. Abyang Ginbitinan was not the only one Labaw Donggon married. After his marriage to Abyang Ginbitinan, he married Anggoy Doroonon after he has won her from the clutches of a huge man with a hundred arms. He also set forth to court Malitung Yawa wherein he was locked in a battle for seven years against Saragnayan. The epic of Labay Donggon from the epic Hinilawod is a rich literary piece that informs one of the rich culture of pre-colonial Panayinhabitants. Its study with the study of the present Christian Filipino society gives an idea of the extent of Spanish influence and the assimilation of some pre-colonial cultures to suit that of the Hispanic.