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REGION 10

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Transcript of REGION 10

by: Emmanuel Lacaba


OPEN LETTERS TO THE FILIPINO ARTISTS


Provinces
REGION X
Northern Mindanao
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The regional Center is Cagayan de Oro
Overview of Region X
All about Region X
Region X famous authors and thier
literary works
CAMIGUIN
Invisible the mountain routes to strangers:
For rushing toes an inch-wide strip on boulders
And for the hand that's free a twig to grasp,
Or else we headlong fall below to rocks
And waterfalls of death so instant that
Too soon they're red with skulls of carabaos.

But patient guides and teachers are the masses:
Of forty mountains and a hundred rivers;
Of plowing, planting, weeding, and the harvest;
And of a dozen dialects that dwarf
This foreign tongue we write each other in
Who must transcend our bourgeois origins.


You want to know, companions of my youth
How much has changed the wild but shy young poet
Forever writing last poem after last poem;
You hear he's dark as earth, barefoot,
A turban round his head, a bolo at his side,
His ballpen blown up to a long-barreled gun:
Deeper still the struggling change inside.

Like husks of coconut he tears away
The billion layers of his selfishness.
Or learns to cage his longing like the bird
Of legend, fire, and song within his chest.
Now of consequence is his anemia
From lack of sleep: no longer for Bohemia,
The lumpen culturati, but for the people, yes.

He mixes metaphors but values more
A holographic and geometric memory
For mountains: not because they are there
But because the masses are there where
Routes are jigsaw puzzles he must piece together.
Though he has been called a brown Rimbaud,
He is no bandit but a people's warrior.

We are tribeless and all tribes are ours.
We are homeless and all homes are ours.
We are nameless and all names are ours.
To the fascists we are the faceless enemy
Who come like thieves in the night, angels of death:
The ever moving, shining, secret eye of the storm.

The road less traveled by we've taken-
And that has made all the difference:
The barefoot army of the wilderness
We all should be in time. Awakened, the masses are Messiah.
Here among workers and peasants our lost
Generation has found its true, its only home.

literary piece
"the Flood story"
by: Regino L. Gozales Jr.
A long time ago there was a very big crab which crawled into the sea. And when he went in he crowded the water out so that it ran all over the earth and covered all the land.

Now about one moon before this happened, a wise man had told the people that they must build a large raft. They did as he commanded and cut many large
trees, until they had enough to make three layers. These they bound tightly together, and when it was done they fastened the raft with a long rattan cord to a big pole in the earth.

Soon after this the floods came. White water poured out of the hills, and the sea rose and covered even the highest mountains. The people and animals on the raft were safe, but all the others drowned.

When the waters went down and the raft was again on the ground, it was near their old home, for the rattan cord had held.

But these were the only people left on the whole earth.


Birth: December 10, 1949
Death:March 18, 1976
Place of Death: Balaag, Tucaan, Davao


Emmanuel Agapito Flores Lacaba , popularly known as Eman Lacaba, was a Filipinowriter,
Eman was a teacher of Rizal’s life and works in UP when he was arrested and detained due
to his participation in a strike. He lost his job at UP as a result.

In 1974 Eman decided to join the New People’s Army in South
Cotabato. He took up the name Popoy Dakuykoy, an allusion to
a comic book character whose name he had once used for a

character in an epic poem he had written in the 1960s.
Eman had been with the NPA two years when in March 1976 an
informer had led a troop of soldiers to their camp. With no
warning shots or calls for surrender, the soldiers opened
fire.
All the guerrillas were killed immediately, except Eman
and a pregnant teenager who were both wounded. They
were being taken to Tagum, Davao del Norte, when the
sergeant who headed the soldiers gave the instruction
“not to bring anyone back alive.”

The pregnant woman was first to be shot dead, then
Eman, who is said to have dared the informer,
“Go ahead, finish me off.” The informer had then
put a .45 into his mouth and fired. Eman’s mother claimed the bodies later.

Background Information:

Chemical Engineer; IT Professional (Database Developer, IT Manuals Writer, IT Lecturer/Trainer); Trying to be a writer of inspirational stories
Birth Place:

Danao City, Cebu, Philippines
Accomplishments:

Certified Chemical Engineer, Philippine Board of Chemical Engineers;

Practiced and taught Chemical Engineering for 12 years in the Philippines;

International IT Consultant (8 major consultancy projects);

Former Associate Director, Regional Computer Center, Asian Institute of Technology, Thailand;
Wrote over 30 IT Training Manuals;

Wrote 2 papers for Asian Development Bank Institute (ADBI);
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