Mga Kababayan Ko

•March 9, 2009 • Leave a Comment

I’m writing this entry in memory of the Filipino Master Rapper.

Reading a post by Jem at BCO, a Baguio based internet forum, triggered me to get down with this. I just had a drinking session with my ever loyal drinking sidekick, my wife, and the vodka gave my fingers some idea on what to rant about on the keyboards or the aphrodisiac to let my mind wonder and function as a “writer.”

Anyway, Jem posted that the government gave Francis Magalona a “Posthumous Presidential Medal of Merit for promoting patriotism through music.” If I’m not mistaken, Francis M released the album Mga Kababayan nearly twenty years ago! Why did it take us that long to recognize him. With this, I think we should immediately give an award to Andrew E for being funny and breaking new ground in the Filipino Rap scene. I mean, who would ever think of suggesting in a song that if you want to live a life happy life you better find some who is ugly! What Francis avoided in his rap music Andrew embraced it and shared it with us.

I felt so ashamed of not knowing that the Masta Rappa was sick with leukemia. And through his blog, he asked for his fans to pray for him. That really killed me, it really did.

I actually met the man when I was a ponyboy at Wright Park. I got the chance of guiding him and his posse, along with Scott Madon, now the newly inducted president of the Wright Park Ponyboys Association, a horse back ride to Mines View park.

I rode side by side with him all the way. And he surprisingly struck me with his kindness and humility. He conversed with me as a friend, not just a guide. He told me that he liked the smell of horses. When we galloped, he held on to the saddle horn like hell not wanting to fall off the horse. But fall he did, and he also brought down the saddle with him.

I’m sure everybody liked him. I’m sure too that many people who met him for the first time, had the same story to tell, like mine, they quickly recognized what he truly is, kind and humble.

I won’t forget the cane he had that time. And I guess he is now on that big stage in heaven jamming with The Notorious BIG and Tupac Shakur.

It would always be a “Cold Summer Night” without him.

Para sa aking tunay na Kababayan. . . . . . . . . . Master Rapper Francis M

In a World of Their Own

•February 28, 2009 • Leave a Comment

A few months after Lukie was born, I decided to buy a DVD player. It had been a long time since we’ve seen a good English language movie. While we were in Malta back then, we would spend our day offs in the cinema and now that we are here in Italy, we missed watching a good film.

So I bought out first DVD. I also registered in one of the DVD rental shops, rented a couple of disks and we watched them. I spent about 250 euros for the DVD player and my wife told me its too expensive for a player. We she was right, but the player that I bought, made by Sony, was also a video game console. Its actually a Playstation 2 and I told my wife that it would also be for Lukie to play with when he grows up.

The very first game I bought for my son was the Formula 1 2001 a game of racing. When I was alone with Lukie I would put him on a sling to put him to sleep and play the game with him watching till he gets tired and sleepy. Not long after, when he turned two, he would grab the joy pad and try to play. Lukie learned quickly and at age three we are already playing along side each other. He would cry when he came in second so I let him win most of the time.

When Lukie started going to daycare, his teachers asked my wife what he does in his free time. They said at his age it is too early for him to play video games. They are probably right but he was learning how to read with the PS2 and learning a bit of geography too. Believe me, by that age he could tell a brand of car and say where it came from or a race track and where it was located.

When he turn four he started to beat me. When he did it again for the second time and then the third, it annoyed me, it really did.

One parent in the internet blogged about the bad effects of video games. She vowed that she would never buy any of these games for her kid even though her son was asking for one. I think that she is being a little too harsh on her decision. I wouldn’t deprive my kids on games that technology brings. To me it is only a matter of controlling their playing time and the choices of games.

My son can not play any game until he is done with all the homework he has. On school days we let him play for just thirty minutes or so. Or we would let him read and practice his writing skills before he plays. The only bad thing that we saw in our son when he plays is that he gets rude and angry when he is bothered or we ask him to stop playing. Other than that everything is good.

The thing that bothered me was when we went to a birthday party a year ago and I told Lukie to play with the other kids. He came back after awhile looking bored and I found out that the other kids wouldn’t let him play with their video games. I felt sorry for him and told him to just watch them play and he did.

In another birthday party I was shocked to see that all the kids there were busy playing some video game except Lukie. That didn’t concern me, what bothered me was that every kid was in a world in their own! A boy was palying with a Gameboy, another was with a PSP, two were shooting villains on an X-box and another two were playing with the computer. I went to another room and all the children there had their heads bowed down on a portable game. There was definitely something wrong with what I saw and it hit me right in the core.

I thought about the parents of three boys in the party. Each one had a game in hand and after eating they started to play till it was time for them to leave. The parents of the three boys must have a lot of free time to themselves, I thought.

At the party no one played hide and seek, no one played with toys, and no one interacted with anyone.

When I was a kid, I think my parents were relieved that I never asked or pestered them on buying me a video game. I guess I knew then that we couldn’t afford it. Luckily a cousin of mine and some of my friends in our neighborhood had video games and they would let me play. They always shared back then. And when I was at a party I always played with the other kids because its the thing to do.

The last time we went home, a couple of years ago, I visit my Dojo at YMCA. I asked my senpais why there aren’t much kids practicing. They told me that I can find them in computer rental shops. No one is enrolling in sports activities because children play sports on computers they said.

One cold Sunday afternoon in the house Lukie was playing with the PS2, Dylan was clicking away with his toy laptop, my wife was raconteuring on on her site on the computer and I was in Lukie’s room playing with the PSP. That day we were all in a world of our own.

The Children of Gaza

•January 15, 2009 • Leave a Comment

 

 

 

 

 

Date Name Gender Age
27/12/2008 Ibtihal Kechko Girl 10
  Ahmed Riad Mohammed Al-Sinwar Boy 3
    Ahmed Al-Homs Boy 18
    Ahmed Rasmi Abu Jazar Boy 16
  Ahmed Sameeh Al-Halabi Boy 18
  Tamer Hassan Al-Akhrass Boy 5
  Hassan Ali Al-Akhrass Boy 3
  Haneen Wael Mohammed Daban Girl 15
  Khaled Sami Al-Astal Boy 15
  alaat Mokhless Bassal Boy 18
  Aaed Imad Kheera Boy 14
  Abdullah Al-Rayess Boy 17
  Odai Hakeem Al-Mansi Boy 4
  Allam Nehrou Idriss Boy 18
  Ali Marwan Abu Rabih Boy 18
  Anan Saber Atiyah Boy 13
  Camelia Al-Bardini Girl 10
  Lama Talal Hamdan Girl 10
  Mohammed Jaber Howeij Boy 17
  Nimr Mustafa Amoom Boy 10
29/12/2008 Ismail Talal Hamdan Boy 10
  Ahmed Ziad Al-Absi Boy 14
  Ahmed Youssef Khello Boy 18
  Ikram Anwar Baaloosha Girl 14
  Tahrier Anwar Baaloosha Girl 17
  Jihad Saleh Ghobn Boy 10
  Jawaher Anwar Baaloosha Girl 8
  Dina Anwar Baaloosha Girl 7
  Samar Anwar Baaloosha Girl 6
  Shady Youssef Ghobn Boy 12
  Sudqi Ziad Al-Absi Boy 3
  Imad Nabeel Abou Khater Boy 16
  Lina Anwar Baaloosha Girl 7
  Mohammed Basseel Madi Boy 17
  Mohammed Jalal Abou Tair Boy 18
  Mohammed Ziad Al-Absi Boy 14
  Mahmoud Nabeel Ghabayen Boy 15
  Moaz Yasser Abou Tair Boy 6
  Wissam Akram Eid Girl 14
30/12/2008 Haya Talal Hamdan Girl 8
31/12/2008 Ahmed Kanouh Boy 10
  Ameen Al-Zarbatlee Boy 10
  Mohammed Nafez Mohaissen Boy 10
  Mustafa Abou Ghanimah Boy 16
  Yehya Awnee Mohaissen Boy 10
   Ossman Bin Zaid Nizar Rayyan Boy 3
  Assaad Nizar Rayyan Boy 2
  Moaz-Uldeen Allah Al-Nasla Boy 5
  Aya Nizar Rayyan Girl 12
  Halima Nizar Rayyan Girl 5
  Reem Nizar Rayyan Boy 4
  Aicha Nizar Rayyan Girl 3
  Abdul Rahman Nizar Rayyan Boy 6
  Abdul Qader Nizar Rayyan Boy 12
   Oyoon Jihad Al-Nasla Girl 16
  Mahmoud Mustafa Ashour Boy 13
   Maryam Nizar Rayyan Girl 5
01/01/2009 Hamada Ibrahim Mousabbah Boy 10
   Zeinab Nizar Rayyan Girl 12
   Sujud Mahmoud Al-Derdesawi Girl 10
   Abdul Sattar Waleed Al-Astal Boy 12
   Abed Rabbo Iyyad Abed Rabbo Al-Astal Boy 10
   Ghassan Nizar Rayyan Boy 15
   Christine Wadih El-Turk Boy 6
   Mohammed Mousabbah Boy 14
   Mohammed Iyad Abed Rabbo Al-Astal Boy 13
   Mahmoud Samsoom Boy 16
   Ahmed Tobail Boy 16
   Ahmed Sameeh Al-Kafarneh Boy 17
   Hassan Hejjo Boy 14
   Rajeh Ziadeh Boy 18
   Shareef Abdul Mota Armeelat Boy 15
   Mohammed Moussa Al-Silawi Boy 10
   Mahmoud Majed Mahmoud Abou Nahel Boy 16
   Mohannad Al-Tatnaneeh Boy 18
   Hani Mohammed Al-Silawi Boy 10
01/01/2009 Ahmed Al-Meshharawi  Boy 16
   Ahmed Khodair Sobaih Boy 17
   Ahmed Sameeh Al-Kafarneh Boy 18
   Asraa Kossai Al-Habash Girl 10
   Assad Khaled Al-Meshharawi Boy 17
   Asmaa Ibrahim Afana Girl 12
   Ismail Abdullah Abou Sneima Boy 4
   Akram Ziad Al-Nemr Boy 18
   Aya Ziad Al-Nemr Girl 8
   Ahmed Mohammed Al-Adham Boy 1
   Akram Ziad Al-Nemr Boy 13
   Hamza Zuhair Tantish Boy 12
   Khalil Mohammed Mokdad Boy 18
   Ruba Mohammed Fadl Abou-Rass Girl 13
   Ziad Mohammed Salma Abou Sneima Boy 9
   Shaza Al-Abed Al-Habash Girl 16
   Abed Ziad Al-Nemr Boy 12
   Attia Rushdi Al-Khawli Boy 16
   Luay Yahya Abou Haleema Boy 17
   Mohammed Akram Abou Harbeed Boy 18
   Mohammed Abed Berbekh Boy 18
   Mohammed Faraj Hassouna Boy 16
   Mahmoud Khalil Al-Mashharawi Boy 12
   Mahmoud Zahir Tantish Boy 17
   Mahmoud Sami Assliya Boy 3
   Moussa Youssef Berbekh Boy 16
   Wi’am Jamal Al-Kafarneh Girl 2
   Wadih Ayman Omar Boy 4
   Youssef Abed Berbekh Boy 10
05/01/2009 Ibrahim Rouhee Akl Boy 17
   Ibrahim Abdullah Merjan Boy 13
   Ahmed Attiyah Al-Semouni Boy 4
   Aya Youssef Al-Defdah Girl 13
   Aya Al-Sersawi Girl 5
   Ahmed Amer Abou Eisha Boy 5
   Ameen Attiyah Al-Semouni Boy 4
   Hazem Alewa Boy 8
   Khalil Mohammed Helless  Boy 12
   Diana Mosbah Saad Girl 17
   Raya Al-Sersawi Girl 5
   Rahma Mohammed Al-Semouni Girl 18
   Ramadan Ali Felfel Boy 14
   Rahaf Ahmed Saeed Al-Azaar  Girl 4
   Shahad Mohammed Hijjih Girl 3
   Arafat Mohammed Abdul Dayem Boy 10
   Omar Mahmoud Al-Baradei Boy 12
   Ghaydaa Amer Abou Eisha Girl 6
   Fathiyya Ayman Al-Dabari Girl 4
   Faraj Ammar Al-Helou Boy 2
   Moumen Alewah Boy 9
   Moumen Mahmoud Talal Alaw Boy 10
   Mohammed Amer Abu Eisha Boy 8
   Mahmoud Mohammed Abu Kamar Boy 15
   Marwan Hein Kodeih Girl 6
   Montasser Alewah Boy 12
   Naji Nidal Al-Hamlawi Boy 16
   Nada Redwan Mardi Girl 5
   Hanadi Bassem Khaleefa Girl 13
06/01/2009 Ibrahim Ahmed Maarouf Boy 14
   Ahmed Shaher Khodeir Boy 14
   Ismail Adnan Hweilah Boy 15
   Aseel Moeen Deeb Boy 17
   Adam Mamoun Al-Kurdee Boy 3
   Alaa Iyad Al-Daya Girl 8
   Areej Mohammed Al-Daya Girl 3 months
   Amani Mohammed Al-Daya Girl 4
   Baraa Ramez Al-Daya Girl 2
   Bilal Hamza Obaid Boy 15
   Thaer Shaker Karmout Boy 17
   Hozaifa Jihad Al-Kahloot Boy 17
   Khitam Iyad Al-Daya Girl 9
   Rafik Abdul Basset Al-Khodari  Boy 15
   Raneen Abdullah saleh Girl 12
   Zakariya Yahya Al-Taweel Boy 5
   Sahar Hatem Dawood Girl 10
   Salsabeel Ramez Al-Daya Girl 6 months
   Sharafuldeen Iyad Al-Daya Boy 7
   Doha Mohammed Al-Daya Girl 5
   Ahed Iyad Kodas Boy 15
   Abdullah Mohammed Abdullah Boy 10
   Issam Sameer Deeb Boy 12
   Alaa Ismail Ismail Boy 18
   Ali Iyad Al-Daya Boy 10
   Imad Abu Askar Boy 18
   Filasteen Al-Daya Girl 5
   Kamar Mohammed Al-Daya Boy 3
   Lina Abdul Menem Hassan Girl 10
   Unidentified Boy 9
   Unidentified  Boy 15
   Mohammed Iyad Al-Daya Boy 6
   Mohammed Bassem Shakoura Boy 10
   Mohammed Bassem Eid Boy 18
   Mohammed Deeb Boy 17
   Mohammed Eid Boy 18
   Mustafa Moeen Deeb Boy 12
   Noor Moeen Deeb Boy 2
   Youssef Saad Al-Kahloot Boy 17
   Youssef Mohammed Al-Daya Boy 1
07/01/2009 Ibrahim Kamal Awaja Boy 9
   Ahmed Jaber Howeij Boy 7
   Ahmed Fawzi Labad Boy 18
   Ayman Al-Bayed Boy 16
   Amal Khaled Abed Rabbo Girl 3
   Toufic Khaled Al-Khahloot Boy 10
   Habeeb Khaled Al-Khahloot Boy 12
   Houssam Raed Sobeh Boy 12
   Hassan Rateb Semaan Boy 18
   Hassan Ata Hassan Azzam Boy 2
   Redwan Mohammed Ashoor Boy 10
   Suad Khaled Abed Rabbo Girl 6
   Samar Khaled Abed Rabbo Girl 2
   Abdul Rahman Mohammmed Ashoor  Boy 12
   Fareed Ata Hassan Azzam Boy 13
   Mohammed Khaled Al-Kahloot Boy 15
   Mohammed Samir Hijji Boy 16
   Mohammed Fareed Al-Maasawabi Boy 16
   Mohammed Moeen Deeb Boy 17
   Mohammed Nasseem Salama Saba Boy 16
   Mahmoud Hameed Boy 17
   Hamam Issa Boy 1
08/01/2009 Anas Arif Abou Baraka Boy 7
   Ibrahim Akram Abou Dakkka Boy 12
   Ibrahim Moeen Jiha Boy 15
   Baraa Iyad Shalha Girl 6
   Basma Yasser Al-Jeblawi Girl 5
   Shahd Saad Abou Haleema Girl 15
   Azmi Diab Boy 16
   Mohammed Akram Abou Dakka Boy 14
   Mohammed Hikmat Abou Haleema Boy 17
  Ibrahim Moeen Jiha Boy 15
   Matar Saad Abou Haleema Boy 17
09/01/2009 Ahmed Ibrahim Abou Kleik Boy 17
   Ismail Ayman Yasseen Boy 18
   Alaa Ahmed Jaber Girl 11
   Baha-Uldeen Fayez Salha Girl 5
   Rana Fayez Salha Girl 12
   Rola Fayez Salha Girl 13
   Diyaa-Uldeen Fayez Salah Boy 14
   Ghanima Sultan Halawa Girl 11
   Fatima Raed Jadullah Girl 10
   Mohammed Atef Abou Al-Hussna Boy 15
 
 Source: Al Jazeera

 

The financial crisis had left my beloved hotel, where I work, with just a handful of guests for nearly a month now. All the rooms in four floors are empty. Like the past several days work was light and tips are low. My colleague, before he finished his shift left me a list of rooms to work on. He told me to dust off the “Baldachino” (those curtain like things that hang on the beds and head boards) using a vacuum cleaner. I went to work, finished a room and moved on to the next.
The work bored me to death and my boredom made me feel tired, sleepy and lazy. I was about to go to the next room when I decided to take a break. So I grabbed the remote control, sat on the edge of the bed and clicked on the TV. Nothing caught my interest till I got to CNN. The Cable News Network ran the war on the Gaza Strip as it dragged on for the 21st day now.
A UN facility was in flames, the Israeli army hit the compound because they were being fired upon from the building. CNN also showed a footage of a large crater some where in Gaza and the Palestinians standing around the rim of the hole looking on. BBC was running the same news and I changed the channel again. I continued to surf the channel and was about to switch it off when the studio of the Aljazeera caught my eye. The news anchor was standing and behind him was a video wall, wide and black with the names of all the Palestinian children killed written in white letters. They highlighted a name, and said he was four years old, his sisters died too killed by an Israeli bomb. They picked another name and this time the boy was two and he died in his mother’s arms. Then Aljazeera showed the images of the dead children, some of them were lined up and covered with cloth, others were covered by debris, one was mangled and many were being carried by Palestinian men. The lifeless faces of these children were scarred and bloodied. Some were “lucky” (I don’t know if this is the right word) enough to be recognised others were not. As I sat there and looked on, shivers ran down my spine and I wasn’t bored any more.
Aljezeera continued on with the children but now they showed the survivors recovering in hospitals. A pretty little girl told a reporter of a bullet hitting her hand and another one found its way on her back. I saw a boy lying down, his head bandaged, his face covered with scars and his eyes were covered with tears as he tried to talk about what happened. Some thing in me gave way when I saw this boy’s tears. I started to cry and at the same time tried to control the tears but I could not. My mind told me, “goddamit its okay to cry!” So I turned off the TV and cried.
Except for the breathing and sniffing sounds I made, the room was became quiet. I got up, paced around and dried my tears. Then I left the room draging the vacuum clearner along and headed for the service elevator. I decided to put away the machine and do something else. Tears began to fall again when the lift started to move down.

I cried a lot of times this day. I cried after I called me wife telling her what I saw. I cried again when I was on the boat on my way home. I’m crying now as I write this piece.

I don’t understand this war I couldn’t even tell who is winning. One thing is clear the Palestinian children and civilians are paying the price. I’m a father of two boys and I felt that the dead Palestinian children were my own. I wonder about the Israeli fathers and Hamas fathers who are fighting each other in this senseless war, do they cry too like me? I hope and pray that the monsters who are killing our children would stop. 

 

 

 

 

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