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“For I am already being poured out as a drink offering, and the time of my departure
has come. I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, and I have kept the
faith. Henceforth, there is laid up for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord,
the righteous judge, will award to me on that day, and not only but also to all who
have loved his appearing.” (2 Timothy 4: 6-8)
Thank you for coming here today and for the overwhelming supports you has
extended for my family this past week. Your words of condolences have helped my
family endure the pain of my lost and your prayers surely lift their spirits.
Most of you know me but for some who does not, I am Christian C Salonga
the 2nd child of Jimmy Baylon Salonga and Anita Catanghal Salonga. I was born on
November 24, 1982 in San Roque, San Isidro, Nueva Ecija. Our house is located in
Purok 2 in a one way street going to “Parang”. “Parang” by the way is a chicken
poultry farm owned by my relative Manuel Anupol also known as Don Maneng. Most
of the people living in that street are my relatives and in this street I spent the most of
my childhood. Some called me “Asiong” probably because of my last name Salonga
and maybe because of the popularity of the movie “Asiong Salonga” of Tondo. Some
old folks called me “Jimmy Munte” because of my similarity or resemblance to my
father. But to many I am simply known as “Ian” or CHRISTIAN- one who professes
belief in the teachings of JESUS CHRIST.
My parents have played a very crucial role in my lifetime. They were my first
teacher who molded my character and taught me how to become a better man.
My father Jimmy on the other hand was a man of opposites. “Tatay” was the
epitome of strengths and weaknesses. He showed us the strength of his character
on times of trials and life’s challenges. He never gave up on challenges. He
composed himself and showed true determination of a father when everything
seemed to fall apart. Though, Tatay always presented toughness in character, we
his children were his Achilles’ heel. I remember Tatay as a very hardworking person.
I used to accompany him in his work where he drives a dumb truck to deliver gravel
and sand in areas of Cavite and Pampanga. He worked day and night to provide our
needs. He was also a very kind person. He was always ready to help and you could
witness his kindness from the people around him. He had lots of friends whom he
also helped. He also conveyed warm heartedness towards his children. Just like any
other people, kindness has limitations and I had witnessed the contrary of it when
Tatay’s angry. The meanness and sternness on his character were all exposed. You
would never want to experience the meanness of his belt and slippers when he’s
angry. Tatay was the wind beneath our wings. He was always there for us, believing
that we could reach our dreams. He did his best to support all of us and be always
there whenever we needed him. He let us go on our ways to test our own skills and
abilities. He believed that his children need to stand on their own.
My childhood was full of fun and joy and they best described me then as the
Most Playful. I remember the times we played “Agawan ng Base” which literally
means capturing base, “hide and seek” especially during brown out and “Baril-
barilan” with a stick I used as gun and pretending to be a cop or a soldier. No wonder
why I became a police officer later in my life. Life was so simple then and I could say
it’s one of the best moments in my life.
I entered college and enrolled at New Era University and took BS-Electronics
and Communication Engineering. However, I did not do well in college. I was
contented with passing grade and have no vision for myself at all. I was not attending
my class that’s why I failed or dropped my subjects.
I came to know cadetship program of PNPA through my uncle Joey who that
time was a police officer and member of the PNPA band. I took the exam for PNPA
Class 2007 but unfortunately failed the exam. I tried another exam for class 2008
and luckily I passed. I was already 21 years old when I was admitted in the cadetship
program. Physically and emotionally I did well in training, however I struggled in
Academics and I had a number of removal exams. I didn’t know how I passed the
removal examination but I did.
During my vacation, I came to know that my mother was very ill. No one told
me that she was sick and was undergoing chemotherapy because of cervical cancer.
They kept it a secret because my mother did not want to bother me in my training. I
remember one time that I called her; she asked me if I will let her go back in Taiwan
and find another work. I answered “yes” because I knew she wanted to help our
family. But I felt something was not right. By the tone of her voice I can tell she was
not happy when I said “yes”. I later realized that she was actually telling goodbye.
After vacation, I went back to academy and continue my training. However, on
December 9, I received a message from my father asking me to go back and see my
mother. On December 10, LORD GOD finally gave her peace. That was the saddest
point of my life.
I met my wife Janine Lynnette Ang in the same year through my mother in law
Janie Marie Bunoan Ang who used to work in the DENR. It was the happiest
moment when I found her, the one who is holding the missing piece in my heart. She
is the most beautiful, loving and kindhearted person I’ve ever known. She is my best
friend who I can tell all my worries and happiness. We travelled together and do
crazy stuff. Finally, in 2010 we got married. Our vows remind us of our duty to love
and support each other and stay together through thick or thin until our last day. Our
marriage was not perfect; there were lots of ups and downs. What matter was the
choice we made, to stay together and love each other unconditionally, to let go of
hatred and forgive each other. We were blessed with a child we named Christian
Jahzeel. Jahzeel is an Indian name which means “a Gift of GOD”. Truly, he is a gift
of GOD, who brings joy and laughter to me and my family. My family is everything to
me, they are my inspiration and I loved them so much.
In 2013, I took the Scout Ranger Course in Camp Tecson, Bulacan. Scout
Rangers is the Philippine Army Special Operation Command unit specializing in anti
guerilla jungle warfare. It was the greatest challenges in my career because of the
difficulty of the training which requires the participants to undergo 6 months of
rigorous training to include the 45 days test mission in actual combat zone that
varies depending on the development of the situation. Our class started with 220
participants but only 67 original members graduated after 9 months of training. Our
test mission was in Bicol region particularly in the province of Sorsogon and
Masbate. It was a test of faith, character and determination before I got the highly
coveted “tabak” badge and be called as a Ranger.
I devoted the remaining years of my life in church services and civil society
groups. I took care of my wife and my grand children and became busy with farming.