IT FEELS so great that another alumnnus of Alabel National Science High School brought pride and honor to the school for graduating Magna Cum Laude from Notre Dame of Dadiangas University.

Angelo D. Gamat, a classmate in high school, was NDDU’s class valedictorian for SY 2007-2008. He took up BS Accountancy, a five-year course, so he graduated a year after I did.

Last year, in the same university, another classmate of mine, John Theodore Lawrence M. Palenzuela also graduated Magna Cum Laude. He took up AB Political Science and now teaches at NDDU.

I SAW this picture in one of the folders I keep. I didn’t appreciate it before much as I do now. Visit Digital Detours to see my other photos.

I WAS not suprised when I signed in to my MyBlogLog account and found this:

That is because of his post that contains a part of the result of the December 2007 Nursing Licensure Examination (NLE) or the Nursing Board Exam.

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WE LANDED on the third spot in the Quiz Bowl!

Congratulations to Riemann, Eleah, Jasper, Trisha, and Bryan for again lifting our school’s banner after competing with 17 other high schools in SoCSKSarGen and garnering the third prize.

With just a few points ahead of us, Mindanao State University-CETD and Notre Dame of Dadiangas University-IBED ranked first and second, respectively.

Mindanao Polytechnic College had been very generous for giving away a consolation prize worth one thousand pesos to all the participating schools and Php8,000 for the champion and Php6,000 for the first runner-up. We went home with Php4,000.

THE THIRD day was a busy day. We woke up early to get things done smoothly. By eight o’clock, the kids and their parents will already be at the school grounds.

The tasks were divided among us. Some were assigned at the kitchen. Others took charge of the program. I accompanied Sir Leo, Sir Jef, and Sir Boy when they prepared the stage. They used banigs for backdrop, which, I learned were woven by the B’laans themselves. The banigs were the same as the ones I mentioned in my Youngblood article. Sir Boy added grasses and native flowers.

WE WOKE up to a beautiful morning in Sofan. Beautiful because it was the kind of morning we wished to have that day. The sun was clothed with gray clouds so that it would not scorch our skin as we follow the trek to Kiangkos.

We had one worry, though the horses set to fetch the goods have not arrived yet. How were we supposed to bring those 11 sacks of Christmas packages knowing that the trek would be difficult and that there were only nine of us?

A decision was made. We started walking at 8:25 am hoping we would meet along the way those who were contacted to haul the goods. Anyway, the horses walk faster than we do; it would not take long before they catch up on us.

There were two routes we chose from: the one passing by Canaan and the one through Amlitus. The former is about an hour and a half longer, the latter is steeper. With all the reasons considered, we chose the second one.

We were so filled with excitement as we began walking. There was a question that we only laughed at, Could our two older companions or the only woman in the pack make it to the end of the trek?

Sir Robert Mendoza, who teaches at the school in Sofan was asked to come with us and without hesitations, he became part of the pack.

In that journey, we were nobody but simply Sir Boy, Sir Dading, Sir de Paz, Sir Simon, Sir Rimar, Sir Nilo, Sir Robert, Ma’am Judith, and Sir Ariel, who would do our best to survive the trek.

Soon after crossing the river, we arrived at Sitio Calonlama, which is already part of the Municipality of Malapatan. The river divides the Malapatan and Alabel, so for the whole length of the journey, we were walking on the soils of two municipalities.

Every village we passed by had a name, which I found difficult to remember both because they are difficult to say and to spell.

The rock formations and shape of hills were spellbinding but the fact that cogon grows where trees should be was saddening. Those hills I believe were once forests but they were now turned into grasslands due maybe to kaingin. On the sides of the mountains were patches of land used for cultivating corn, the major product of the place. We could not imagine how the locals toiled to plant their crops on very steep mountainsides.

Several springs occurred at some points along the way. Some were simply moisture dripping from rocks on the, others were breathtaking waterfalls. If we had the luxury of time, we could have soaked ourselves in the cool water. So, we just made do with looking at the refreshing sights.

I HAVE heard of Kiangkos so many times, especially during elections, but I have never been there. So, packed with excitement to discover a new place, I carried by backpack and headed to the DepEd District Office of East Alabel, Sarangani Province where the journey would officially start.

A truck they call Weapon would pick us up from there and would take us to Sitio Sofan.

While waiting for the truck, I got to know who were going to go on the trip with me. There was Mr. Diosdao Sichon, the District Property Custodian, who was my mathematics teacher in grade five, Mr. Ferdinand Simon, Principal of Kiangkos Primary School before he was transferred to Famorcan, Mr. Nilo Abag, who had taught in Canaan Primary School, Mr. Rimar Pañares, who had been a teacher in Kiangkos for two years, and Mrs. Judith Maghirang, the district nurse.

All of them had been to Kiangkos once in their lives. Only I and Mr. Casalan, who is about at retiring age already, were first-timers.

The truck arrived already fully packed with people and sacks of goods. We loaded the 11 sacks of gifts we would be distributing to the kids in Kiangkos.

There was barely enough space for all of us. Mr. Sichon and Mr. Pañares had to be on the hood of the trucks head while Mr. Casalan, Mr. Abag, and I had to fight for space with other passengers among the goods.

The other passengers were residents of sitios in Brgy. Pag-asa who took the chance of enjoying this difficult for free. The truck occasionally delivers farm produce to Gen. Santos City and returns with goods to sell to the communities in the barangay.

In the first few minutes, the ride was smooth. So, even if I was standing on one foot while leaning partly on the sacks, one hand on the rope that tied the cargoes together, I was still able to snap shots of the magnificent sights behind us silhouettes of hills and the Sarangani Bay glimmering beneath the golden sun.