The strength of a mother
no words can describe she must go on she must survive. you're needed here ,they say. snap out of it , smile , don't let them see you cry.
here is today's Family here or there, no matter where.
The love is forever in the heart. Hugs and kisses, and laughter, sometimes there is sorrow too.
Come to the ocean with me ,
Down to the deep blue sea.
The corals ,the fish , and sea turtles too. They are down in the deep blue sea. Come to the ocean with me , Come play with me .
Base on my research and gathered information from the late Historian Josefa Villanueva Perez of Bais City about the legend and stories in sab-ahan theirs a lot of myths and different kinds of a story but I choose this kind of story because this is quite interesting and looks like, it’s true and can be possible.
The story of Sab-ahan is very true to life where in, long before sab-ahan is known for a lot of BANANA called Sab-a and most of the people there Sab-a (Banana) is one of their livelihood and source of income before, everywhere in that place you can see Banana all around that area.OurBrgy. Before is famous in terms of Sab-a because this kind of banana is very tasteful and unique among the other bananas. And a lot of people say that theirs a fairy behind that tasteful banana called Sab-a, the fairy of Banana where she is the one who protects and gives more harvest to the people in our Brgy. Before.
When the Japanese invader comes in our Brgy. before they abuse the banana that we have and they cut all the banana plants and the body of it used to feed a pig and other animals before. In that case, the Banana fairy got angry and all the banana fruit have a lot of seeds inside of it and we called it Pakol, no one can eat it because of its too many seeds inside.
That’s why our ancestors before they pray and offer some foods, etc. to the Banana fairy to bring back the good kind of banana-like Sab-a and many years to come to the sab-a is back and the pakol is the one that only cut and feed to their pigs, cows, and other animals that can eat it.
One early ritual to plant the banana in the place is a young married man all naked bring clean water from the river and start to plant a new banana with sugar drop around. This tradition was passed on from generation and generation as a result of a good harvest
And one day theirs a visitors comes in our brgy. and ask what is the name of the place because they want to come back there anytime they want because of the banana, they love to eat a banana called sab-abe cause of its amazing taste.
But suddenly the people who lived there don’t know what is the name of their place, one of the visitors suggest that “what if we called it the place of Sab-a?” and the people here are against it because it is too long if they will call it “the place of Sab-a”. Until they come up with the name Sab-ahan which means kasagikan nga Sab-a.
So that Day they called it Sab-ahan until this generation.-
Legend of Bais Collection from Baisanon late Historian Josefa Baena Villanueva-Perez - 1978
I know you made the growth, lord, from
which we weave these sheets
to make our beds, and the petalry which we
crush and let alone to bleed, to trap
perfume, yes and the oak and shore
and most good things, and even perhaps
our meeting there last monday in the
wind, and the dirty book i caught her
with. did you make the cats she owns?
one of them bites, you know, and i
felt like kicking it and I really did
while she was out riding one of your
horses. and i know you made her, made
her with her dewy eyes and clasp and
hair, made her as you wove satin and
the shade. god, you are the greatest.
had you added one last stroke, you
would have had a sly and savage peer.
Sands & Coral 1966
David C. Martinez 1967 Co-editor David C. Martinez was born in Dumaguete City and earned his undergraduate degree from Foundation University.Teaching English ,Literature and Social Sciences in his alma Mater St. Paul University Dumaguete City. Soon after, he entered Silliman University law school, where he distinguished himself as a debater winning gold medals at national collegiate debate competitions. He also wrote poems, essays and short stories which were published in the Philippine Free Press and Weekly Graphic between 1964 to 1971. As a vocal political activist during the early years of Martial Law, he was briefly detained by the military and eventually resettled by the United Nations High Commissioner for Refugees in California USA, where his family has resided since 1974. He edited the Asian American News in Los Angeles in 1979. Martinez was a double winner in the 1997 Carlos Palanca Award for Literature (English Division) with his “The Amulet” garnering First Prize in the Short Story Category and “Shadow on the Sun” garnering Second Prize in the Poetry Category. His book A Country of Our Own: Partitioning the Philippines was published in 2002 by Daykeeper Press and in 2004 by Bisaya Books.
Through etchings on the glass, water-clear,
Earthy Venus bursts on a bed of grass;
Airy grass splits to blades of jade
Under the fullness of her limber thighs.
In her arms, a child of pulsing dehiscence,
Cradles in the throbbing hollow of her breasts.
Mother and child, of birthing burning clay,
Fashioned by rapture’s rupture, inmost fire;
Wakened by bathos and warm blood;
Heat thawed their spatial rims and borrowed time,
The span of silent voices, grass and earth,
The dense reaches of their finite souls.
From grains of sand, heaving with motion’s birth,
To molten red, blown by some fervid breath,
Blown full, blown quickly before the sweeping
Dryness of obstructive winds;
Fashioned in this etching on the glass,
Caged in stillness, trapped from death.
This puffed breath blares the living voice
Of mortal deity, immortal artificer,
Whose fragile fingers and breathing mouth
Roused the fluid mass and clay,
Snared the fleeting patterns of the eye,
Touched and traced quick gestures into glass.
Sands & Coral 1968
Elsa Victoria Martinez 1968 Co-editor Sands & Coral
Elsa Victoria Martinez is an award-winning poet, fictionist, and playwright from Dumaguete City her roots from Tanjay City. She finished her Bachelor of Arts, magna cum laude, and then her Master of Arts in Creative Writing from Silliman University, where she was also crowned as Miss Silliman in 1964. She went on to obtain her Ph.D. in Language and Literature from De La Salle University. She has received the Don Carlos Palanca Memorial Award for her poetry, short story, drama, teleplay, and screenplays through the years resulting in being given its Hall of Fame distinction in 1999. She has also received awards from the Cultural Center of the Philippines and the Philippines Free Press. As a poet, she is the author of the collection Katipunara and Other Poems, published in 1998. Martinez-Coscoluella (her married name) also wrote the full-length play “In My Father’s House,” which was staged at the University of the Philippines and at the Cultural Center of the Philippines in 1988, and in Silliman University in 2013. In 1990, she received the Outstanding Artist in Literature Award from the Negros Occidental Centennial Commission and in 1996, she was named National Fellow for Drama by the University of the Philippines Creative Writing Center. She became the Vice President for Academic Affairs at the University of St. La Salle in Bacolod City in 1991. She co-founded and directed the annual Negros Summer Workshops for Artists and Writers in 1991, and the IYAS Creative Writing Workshop in 2000 in collaboration with Cirilo Bautista, Marjorie Evasco, and the Bienvenido N. Santos Creative Writing Center of De La Salle University in Manila. Coscolluela is an Associate of the Silliman University Edilberto and Edith Tiempo Creative Writing Center.
