Hello all,
Whew...it was not easy to edit a series of maraming video clips. Then, tie them together so they make a single piece. Then do some effects and transitions. Mind you, we could have used a better camera. And when it looks alright, then learn how to upload on YouTube. Then, finally how to embed the video address to this site. Anyhow, that was a really interesting experience. The same excitement as you got when we had the Reunion in Buddha Restaurant.
The video is simple but I guess it had adequately captured the moods of the DPS alumni who attended the event. Instead of more word.... come on and watch it. Just click play....
Lots of huggggssssss....
Ed Canela
Sunday, February 17, 2008
The DPS Manila Reunion: An Evening to Remember
There are more Photos in http://picasaweb.google.com/ed.canela/DPSManilaReunion (just click the site or even the Title to view them). That was really an evening to remember.... Lots of fun, tsismisan, getting together, linking with the past, kantahan, sayawan, jokes, cell foning, Skyping attempts, kodakan, pakitaan, yabangan, pabilisan ng pagbayad, hintayan (Toti...), singhalan (sayang, you were not in Daet, lots of dreams for the next 2010 Reunion. By the way, there are lots more fotos in the cameras of those who attended the event. Wish you can likewise share them with us on this site.
Enjoy! Lots of huggggssssss....
Ed Canela
DPS Daet Reunion Photos
These photos were taken by Joe Sales. He asked me to help him post them for him. There are lots and lots more in http://picasaweb.google.com/ed.canela/DPSReunion (note: you may click the site or even the Title to view the other fotos) that you can view at any time. I was not in Daet then, but judging from the fotos...talagang nag-enjoy sila.... You've got to see them, reminisce the good old days. Please share with us your impressions, interesting stories, memorable blasts from the past, gifts of happiness, jokes, tsismis, people you would have wanted to be present, heroic efforts to find lost souls, frustrations (if any), iyakan and all other emotions that made the event so colurful and fun. Oh sige, sulat na!
Enjoy! Lots of huggggssssss....
Ed Canela
Friday, February 15, 2008
JUN LOZADA MAKES ME PROUD TO BE BICOLANO, PROUD TO BE PINOY!
LET'S HELP JUN LOZADA MAINTAIN HIS STRENGTH TO FACE ALL THE ODDS!
LET'S SHOW OUR UNITY WITH HIM AND ALL THOSE WHO STAND FOR THE TRUTH BY ATTENDING THE MASS ON SUNDAY AT 10 AM AT LA SALLE, GREENHILLS.
GLORIA, TAMA NA ANG KATIWALIAN! TAMA NA ANG PAGSISINUNGALING! TAMA NA ANG PANGUNGURAKOT!
HAVE SOME DECENCY, RESIGN!
BUT SHE DOESN'T HAVE ANY SENSE OF DECENCY AT ALL, SO I'M SURE SHE WILL NOT RESIGN!
SO I HOPE THAT WITH OUR PEACEFUL COLLECTIVE ACTION, WE WILL CONTRIBUTE TO THE GROWING CLAMOR TO OUST GMA!
CLASSMATES, LET'S STAND UP FOR THE TRUTH!
TOTI GRAGEDA
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Sulat Galing kay JUAN DELA CRUZ
My Fellow Filipinos,
When I was small, the Philippine peso was P2 to the $dollar. The president was Diosdado Macapagal. Life was simple. Life was easy. My father was a farmer. My mother kept a small sari-sari store where our neighbors bought sang-perang asin, sang-perang bagoong, sang-perang suka, sang-perang toyo at pahinging isang butil na bawang. Our backyard had kamatis, kalabasa, talong, ampalaya, upo,batao, and okra. Our silong had chicken. We had a pig, dog and cat. And of course, we lived on the farm. During rainy season, my father caught frogs at night which my mother made into batute (stuffed frog), or just plain fried.
During the day, he caught hito and dalag from his rice paddies, which he would usually inihaw. During dry season, we relied on the chickens, vegetables, bangus, tuyo, and tinapa. Every now and then, there was pork and beef from the town market. Life was so peaceful , so quiet, no electricity, no TV. Just the radio for Tia Dely, Roman Rapido, Tawag ng Tanghalan and Tang-tarang-tang. And who can forget Leila Benitez on Darigold Jamboree? On weekends, I played with my neighbours (who were all my cousins). Tumbang-preso, taguan, piko, luksong lubid, patintero, at iba pa. I don't know about you, but I miss those days.
These days, we face the TV, Internet, e-mail, newspaper, magazine, grocery, catalog, or drive around. The peso is a staggering and incredible P44 to the $dollar. Most people can't have fun anymore. Life has become a battle. We live to work. Work to live. Life is not easy. I was in Saudi Arabia in 1983. It was lonely, difficult, and scary . It didn't matter if you were a man or a woman. You were a target for rape. The salary was cheap and the vacation far between. If the boss didn't want you to go on holiday, you didn't.
They had your passport. Oh, and the agency charged you almost four months of your salary (which, if you had to borrow on a "20% per month arrangement" meant your first year's pay was all gone before you even earned it). The Philippines used to be one of the most important countries in Asia. Before and during my college days, many students from neighboring Asian countries like Malaysia, Indonesia, Japan and China went to the Philippines to get their diplomas.
Like Thailand , they went to study agricultures in UP Los Banos and earned their bachelors in the Phils and now we imports rice from them. It’s opposite now. Philippines used to be the exporter of any agriculture products but now it’s different. We import because not much land (farms) they can cultivate due to private sectors who focused on developing houses, buildings, supermarkets, mall and others. What happened now? What’s the government doing? Checking their own pocket, their own personal interest and pork barrels. Wow!
Until 1972,like President Macapagal, President Marcos was one of the most admired presidents of the world. The Peso had kept its value of P7 to the $dollar until I finished college. Today, the Philippines is famous as the "housemaid" capital of the world. It ranks very high as the "cheapest labor" capital of the world, too. We have maids in Hong Kong , laborers in Saudi Arabia, dancers in Japan ,migrants and TNTs in Australia and the US , and all sorts of other "tricky" jobs in other parts of the globe.
Quo Vadis, Pinoy? Is that a wonder or a worry? Are you proud to be a Filipino, or does it even matter anymore? When you see the Filipino flag and hear the Pambansang Awit, do you feel a sense of pride or a sense of defeat and uncertainty? If only things could change for the better.......
Hang on for this is a job for Superman. Or whom do you call? Ghostbusters. Joke. Right?
This is one of our problems. We say "I love the Philippines ... I am proud to be a Filipino." When I send you a joke, you send it to everyone in your address book even if it kills the Internet. But when I send you a note on how to save our country and ask you to forward it, what do you do? You chuck it in the bin.
I want to help the maids in Hong Kong.... I want to help the laborers in Saudi Arabia.... I want to help the dancers in Japan..... I want to help the TNTs in America and Australia….
I want to save the people of the Philippines ... But I cannot do it alone. I need your help and everyone else's. So please forward this e-mail to your friends. If you say you love the Philippines, prove it. And if you don't agree with me, say something anyway.
Indifference is a crime on its own.
Juan Delacruz
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