Thursday, November 15, 2012

A Visit to the Good Ol' Library

One day he asked me this unexpected question: Mama, what's a library? (As a Waldorf student, Bowi hasn't been exposed to big libraries yet.)

When I was younger, during the pre-Internet era, libraries were a part of my life in a maaaaajor way. I used to go to the British Council, the National Library, Thomas Jefferson on Buendia, and Goethe Institut. These kids are missing a lot, I think. The romance of it all: going through the card catalog, holding the book in your hand, borrowing it from the librarian, returning it late, paying the fee, writing down your notes. It's all part of how I came to love books.

You don't get that by paying Google a visit.

And so I resolved to bring him to a real library. The closest one is the Quezon City Public Library. And guess what? He loved it! He was the only little person there. One of the librarians came up to us to ask what we're looking for.

Oh we're just looking around, I tell him. For his assignment? he asked. No, I said, he just wants to read.



The little guy was literally running around flitting from shelf to shelf like a butterfly darting from one flower to the next.

It was interesting, the crowd that afternoon. There were students, of course, but mostly the library users that day were senior citizens, mostly male. Reading newspapers, listening to audio books (I suppose they're audio books), writing down notes, reading through thick volumes, talking, using their phones. I suppose they were some of those who haven't really transitioned to doing research online.

It was refreshing to see them here. Bowi and all these lolos. Inside this old, not-so-quiet library.



He kept on looking for books on recycling.



I found a book to read, too! :)

Thursday, November 1, 2012

Care ko?!

Sadly, many writers think that writing is a solitary activity.

We have been told this lie over and over. I believe that writing does not only involve the act of writing. In fact, that is just a small part of this great work that we do.

Writing includes the thinking process, the staring-into-space moments, interaction with people who will somehow find their way into the piece you are working on, the search for a publisher, market research, raising money for the writing project, and so on and so forth.

Every writer, therefore, must go out there and involve herself in the different activities and events that shape the landscape of this industry. Her voice must be heard and she must take part in change creation. She needs to be aware of relevant developments in her world so her writing can continue to be powerful.

I, and at least one other writer friend, therefore wonder why majority of local writers are usually disinterested about actually working to protect their various rights, in questioning biased laws, in participating in forums that tackle their welfare and other issues that affect them directly.

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Here is an article that came out on Rappler recently. This event, among many others, should have attracted more writers. Unfortunately, they had better things to do. So there.

Do Pinoys wear the old coat and buy the new book?

I am a slow reader. I savor the words, let phrases linger longer in the mouth. But I read several books at a time. Sometimes, five or six. Sometimes, more. I cannot read before going to bed because it makes me sleepy, even if the book’s a thriller. The best reading time for me would be in the early morning, during waiting time, or while on travel.

These are some of my reading habits and behavior. And if you’re a smart book writer or publisher, you will find a way to get your hands on facts that pertain to your market’s reading attitudes and practices. If publishers and writers knew, for instance, that there is more demand for books written in local dialects, then they can (and they should) produce more books that will cater to this need.

Read the entire story here: http://www.rappler.com/life-and-style/15176-do-pinoys-wear-the-old-coat-and-buy-the-new-book



Saturday, October 27, 2012

Noah’s Ark in the Age of Reality TV

If something similar to the great 2011 Tohoku earthquake happens in the Philippines, which is not an impossibility, the entire country will be paralyzed for 10 to 15 years. This is the dire prediction of Ed Guevara, a Swiss-Filipino farmer, eco-village advocate, and visionary. “It will take that long, IF we recover at all,” he emphasizes, “but with a government like this, where will you go?”




A dream in his heart

Guevara was born to a poor family that could not afford to send him to college. But he wanted so badly to become an oceanographer and explore the vast seas that he took on a janitorial job just to pay for a scuba diving course. Eventually, he married a Swiss national and they built a family in Geneva. Guevara studied and worked as a banker abroad and lived the good life with his wife and two children. But a thought kept nagging at him: “How could I feel comfortable when I knew that my relatives, like other families in the Philippines, were struggling to survive?”

The birth of GEO Farm and the Eco-village


While in Switzerland, Guevara visited the Health and Nutrition Solvita Exhibit where he discovered the Blue-Green Algae, the Spirulina Platensis. After studying the history and the nutritional effects of Spirulina, an idea was hatched in Guevara’s mind to use this specific type of algae to fight malnutrition in his home country. In 1992, Guevara established GEO Farm in Pangasinan and set up a small-scale Spirulina production facility within a self-sufficient farm. He was convinced that a family-based integrated farm can help countless people escape the eternal cycle of poverty and food shortage.




Tour de force

After helping families and communities by way of conducting training programs on survival, emergency and disaster response, and sustainable communities—on top of his work with the Spirulina farms—Guevara has, after two decades, come to develop his master work: The Rescue Village.

“I’m an emergency guy,” Guevara says, “When I see people doing it wrong, I am so disturbed because I know there is a way to do it better.” He hopes that people would stop depending on the government and start doing what they can on their own. This is the driving force behind his Rescue Village idea, Guevara’s personal contribution to the emergency response efforts in the Philippines.

Disaster response, Philippine style

Guevara laments the fact that in the Philippines, the safety and comfort of people during tragedies are not given enough importance. “Shelters are temporary, and usually these are set up in basketball courts, gymnasiums, or schools,” he explains. “It’s always a stop gap solution.” Classes get disrupted, there are no clean comfort rooms and clean water, and people stay in hot, cramped spaces, making them susceptible to diseases.

The rubber boats that are commonly used by our rescue forces are too expensive, aside from being too bulky for narrow streets. They are also not very sturdy as they could burst and sink easily. “Disaster response training courses don’t empower the people,” Guevara says, “They leave you with a piece of paper and some first aid techniques that are useless when you don’t even have a boat or a life vest.”





The power of media

Media becomes a very powerful tool not only during emergency situations, but also before and after disaster happens. But in the Philippines, unfortunately, mass media do not serve the interests of the masses. According to Guevara, media should know what to do during disasters, and media men should not simply go out and look for sob stories, film people in distress, highlight their tears and suffering. “They should guide the people, tell them what to do,” he says. “Instead of entertaining us, media should educate us.”

Guevara believes that this emotional devastation, which we are so used to, “is a disaster in itself, thank you to all these drama shows”. Instead of empowering people to overcome their problem, they are taught to wallow in their emotions, dragging the entire nation down with them towards helplessness and misery.

Before disaster strikes

Having observed how things are done in Switzerland, where they have supposedly prepared well-equipped relocation areas within their mountains to accommodate 48 million people, Guevara suggests the creation of a rescue village in every community. “And since we know that a typhoon will hit a few days before it actually does, we need to relocate the elderly, the children, the sick, and the pregnant women to safe places—either relatives’ homes or relocation sites—so when disaster hits, we have decreased in half the number of people needing rescue,” says Guevara.

The able-bodied men may be left behind to guard the homes and look after the family’s belongings. These people would most likely be capable of rescuing themselves in case of emergencies.

Improvised drum boat and life vest

Using plastic water drums and PVC pipes, Guevara is able to fabricate low-cost, easy-to-build drum boats that can be used for emergencies. “Ideally, every family must have one boat, since a boat can accommodate six people,” he explains. The boats are easy to maneuver using plastic oars made from the same boat material. They are also stable and durable, with each unit having gone through a wobble test for safety and stability, an overload test, and recovery/flip over test.

Guevara sells his boats for a very low price. He also conducts training sessions on how to build these boats and how to use them properly. “I will not sell a boat without teaching the buyer how to use it, and how to make more boats like it,” he confirms. This is Guevara’s way of empowering communities to rescue their own during emergencies.





Aside from teaching people how to build drum boats, Guevara also shows them how they can make life vests out of cheese cloth and empty water bottles. “With the life vest, non-swimmers could learn to swim in a matter of minutes,” Guevara claims. It is unacceptable to him that over 90% of Filipinos can’t swim, considering that the country is surrounded by bodies of water and many areas are prone to flooding. “If you don’t know how to swim, you’ll simply watch your loved ones drown before your eyes when disasters happen,” Guevara says, “So learn to swim, it will only take a day.”

Ed Guevara believes that once you leave a community with the knowledge to make their own drum boats and life vests, you are leaving them with the necessary skills for survival during deadly floods.

The Rescue Village

The most important part of his recent work in the field of disaster response is the Rescue Village. This is a temporary camp to be established in calamity zones to help in the rescue and rehabilitation of the place and its people. The heart of the village is made of 12 stations (built using 12 40-foot container vans) with each station performing specific functions. For example, one station will carry all the seeds and fertilizer needed to start a garden from scratch. This will provide nutritious food for the Rescue Village staff and the survivors in the event of destruction of all crops and the inability of food suppliers to reach the area.





“I could build a rescue village in just three months,” Guevara declares. The idea is to settle into a calamity zone, help the community on its feet by integrating them into the Rescue Village, and then build a permanent and self-sufficient Eco-village in the area before transferring the mobile Rescue Village to another disaster location. Guevara has created a complete and detailed plan of his Rescue Village project from start to finish.

Inside the rescue village, 20 volunteer experts will be working in different fields of specialization: food production, frozen food maintenance, kitchen work, housekeeping, administration, medical service, powerhouse and water system maintenance, tools safekeeping, etc. A village can accommodate 700 families and 200 staff members. Earth bag homes will be built for each family.

The Rescue Village supplies will be enough for the 700 families for a period of three months. After which, it is assumed that the villagers have been empowered enough to continue on their own. Guevara notes, “We will produce 700 rescuers and 700 rescue boats for each month that the village is in a certain location.” Those rescuers will be coming from the community itself, so when the mobile village leaves the area, the residents would have the necessary survival skills.

In just three months, the village would have rehabilitated 700 families, or 1400 families in six months, and so on. Guevara says, “No engineer is capable of building this in three months—this is nanotechnology—the beds are collapsible, designs are modular.” Guevara will be working with engineers to perfect his designs.

“Let us say a community suffers devastating floods and there are thousands of dead people, the Rescue Village comes in—preceded by bulldozers and other heavy machinery to clear a path and camp—and sets up in the cleared area,” Guevara explains. There will be a holding area where staff members will receive the first 700 families needing rescue. They will be given a warm shower, a clean change of clothes, and assigned to their quarters. “The village cannot accept more than 700 families, otherwise the quality of service will suffer and supplies will run out,” he says, “So the area will be heavily secured and guarded to protect the people inside; everyone will be taught how to defend themselves.”




Survivors and Reality TV

Media could play a great role in Ed Guevara’s Rescue Village Project as it can broadcast, reality TV style, the construction of the first ever Rescue Village. “People will be learning as they are entertained,” Guevara reasons. This, according to him, is the crucial part in the anatomy of a disaster.

“A disaster has three parts: Before, During, and After,” says Guevara. “During” lasts a few seconds or a few hours, “After” and “During” will both depend on the “Before”, or how you prepare for it. “After”, or the effects of disaster, could last for years. It could elicit unbelievable sorrow if inadequate preparation was done, he says. “If you know what you are going to do, if you have prepared for it, you will not panic,” Guevara declares.

The reality TV setup is part of “Before” or the preparation for disaster. Families nationwide will be given information on how they could save themselves and their loved ones in case of disasters. This is the important role of media.

Human dignity

Ed Guevara wishes that people will listen this time and adopt his Rescue Village idea. “Calamities will happen; it is just a matter of time,” he cautions. The system has to be in place when it is needed, and this system has to assure the survival of a good number of people.

“There is no such thing as single survival—I wouldn’t want to live if my family and friends will all perish, or if I’d live for a few days and then die because there is no food,” he shares. The rescue and rehabilitation program, therefore, has to provide survivors with decent living conditions and keep their dignity intact while providing their basic needs.

As far as Ed Guevara is concerned, survival should be complete or there should not be any effort at all. “If there is enough food, decent shelter, safe community, then I will fight to live. After all, this is what survival should be about.”

Friday, October 26, 2012

It was belly, belly good!

Going to the AFP Theater in a cab is not a good idea. Especially at night. You need to walk to EDSA or Boni before you can get a ride going home. And you run the risk of getting a scolding from the military guys up there if you accidentally use the wrong gate or cross the street where you should not. I hate places like that. I guess too much order is not for me.

Anyway. I was there for the BellyFest because I covered the event for GMA News Online. Story is here: http://www.gmanetwork.com/news/story/278204/lifestyle/culture/bellyfest-2012-celebrating-the-ancient-art-of-the-belly-dance

I also went because my friend Jofti was a recitalist. And because Irene used to do some belly dancing and we thought it would be nice to watch a live belly dancing show. And because I was looking forward to the food, which was a disappointment since they only had apple fries (is that even Middle Eastern?) and nachos. But the show was good naman, although the receptionists had no PR skills whatsoever: no press kit, etc.

Here's a recap of that night, in pictures.



BellyFest organizer, Jill Ngo Crisologo, seen here with Korean belly dancer Jinhee Kim.



In one of the afternoon workshops. The audience and recitalists joined the pocket classes.



Jinhee Kim teaching the audience some tricks.



There was a mini bazaar.



Impromptu performance



Jill's Goddesses of Bellydance



Bismark Naling's Hip-hop group



Jinhee during the evening show.



More of Jinhee in action



I liked this performance



The Goddesses during the evening show.



Jofti!



Even the kids were amazing.



This is one of my favorite numbers: Jill belly dancing to live drumming by Frances Escape



Finally, four pictures of the stripteasers








Monday, October 15, 2012

Bowi's Little Project

About two months ago, I posted an album on my Facebook account with this introduction:

"Bowi wants to do his bit by selling some of his newest artworks. Proceeds will be donated entirely to the victims of the flood. All artworks at P200. Please PM me the titles of the artworks you wish to buy."

Days passed and life happened (i.e., work and ailments) so I was not able to follow up collection and deliveries with his buyers immediately. I finally received most of the payments, added a bit of my own money to come up with the round figure of P1,500.

But since all of the Habagat relief campaigns have ended at this time, I decided to donate the proceeds to Tzu Chi Foundation, which does the same work anyway as a "Buddhist compassion relief foundation". We (Bowi, his buyers, and I as project head) are all assured that the money will go to those who need it. It is an established, well-known, and respected institution. My brother, Charlie, has been with Tzu Chi as a regular employee for quite a bit.

We were invited to become a part of the monthly program for their young scholars. Tzu Chi wanted to tell the children about Bowi's little project to, hopefully, inspire them also to help in their little ways. I am usually not for broadcasting acts of compassion (of course, since it defeats the purpose!) but if it would somehow help other children think that they can do something, even if they are poor and even if it's a small thing, then I'm all for it.



Bowi prepared a "speech" the night before. But he didn't use it anyway.



Bowi arrives in Tzu Chi Foundation, Quezon City. It was a hot day.



Bowi with (from left) cousin Cara, my sister Elmo, cousin Daniel, and my brother Charlie (Tzu Chi employee). Daniel and Cara were there as scholar volunteers, too.



With me (and my new bag)



Bowi's audience



It was a long wait to get to Bowi's segment.



Patiently waiting for his turn.



Bowi: This is for your Eye Center.



Counting the money with Tzu Chi Foundation's CEO Alfredo Li.



Photo op with Tzu Chi Foundation volunteers.



After the program, he was interviewed for a story that will appear in the Tzu Chi Magazine. (Or newsletter? Or website? I totally forgot.)



This little guy didn't need coaching. In all my years conducting interviews, I have never seen a session as refreshing and fun and original as what transpired that day.



See that big smile? He is very happy to help. I only hope you grow up to be a compassionate and loving person, my dear son. I am very, very, very proud of you.






Thursday, September 20, 2012

The first two pages of my Zen notebook





Zen is not intellectual. There is nothing to hold on to.

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What, if not thoughts, will bring us to realization? Something deeper than thoughts. You will know it when it happens.

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There is no right and no wrong in zen. What is right today may be wrong tomorrow, depending on circumstances.

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Everything will pass away. So don't fool yourself.

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The ultimate liberation is: no conflict, no struggle.

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Real masters are decisive.

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Discipline. Strong mind. Strong will.

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In morning silence
is everything, and nothing
but the white stillness

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Zen is the mind's poetry
It is the soul's poetry

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Sitting is catching a moment
Sitting is owning a moment

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From gray,
the wall
slowly
lightens.

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When you silence the mind,
you silence the body
And when you let the mind fly,
the body grows wings

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And the story that came out today on Rappler: http://www.rappler.com/life-and-style/12710-zen-stillness-and-nothing-else

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And the full, unedited text here:


Everything and nothing but the white stillness

To be happy, all you need is a cushion and a wall.

I believe I came up with this statement at a time when I was into Zen meditation around 2009. It was a trying time, personally, and I needed peace in my life. I found a zendo in Marikina. Or perhaps, the zendo found me.

I met Rollie del Rosario, who was to be my sensei. And I met Ada Javellana Loredo, who became a friend. Ada is a talented painter, a professor in Ateneo, and an aikidoka for all of 22 years. I have always marveled at her lightness. And I think she has that genuine smile—the kind that lights up a room.

For this short feature on Rappler, I met her at a cafe. On the day of our interview, I gave her a few purple vanda blossoms which, to our delight, matched her shirt. Over cups of Cafe Americano, we talked about how zen meditation has helped us and some of the people we know.

Just like magic

“Internally, there are changes,” Ada explains. “But people probably won’t see it. I rarely get mad now, I would still get angry once in a while, but it would go away quickly. I could blow the anger away.”

Is that a conscious effort, I ask her.

“It’s effortless,” she clarifies. “I can let go of the annoying things, minor irritations. I don’t worry about those anymore. It would take a lot to hurt me. Sometimes I also surprise myself!” Ada laughs.

As a professor, Ada usually checks essay tests, which is a challenge for many teachers. “I used to take lots of breaks to finish checking a set of test papers,” she confesses. “But one day, I finished all 35 papers in one sitting and I didn’t even notice the time! Before that day, it has never happened to me, ever.”

“It was like magic. The focus was there so I wasn’t thinking of anything else. I was very mindful of what I was doing.”

The monkey that is the mind

Zen meditation is not a religion. It is not a movement, nor is it a philosophy. Ada says that Zen meditation is a practice: what you do (one’s practice), and what you often do to master something (as in, practice makes perfect).

In Zen meditation, mindfulness is taught. “The goal is to be mindful of every moment of your life,” says Ada. One is supposed to form this habit of mindfulness by sitting in meditation for at least thirty minutes every day (zazen). One helpful technique is to focus on and count your breath from one to ten, and then count back to one again. Do that over and over for thirty minutes and you would have practiced Zen meditation.
This is easier said than done, and both Ada and I agree that we’ve rarely, if at all, managed to reach up to ten breaths without the monkey mind wandering off to God-knows-where.

Physically demanding

Zen meditation does not stop at taming the mind, it also works on the body. As a practice that originated in Japan, it strictly requires its practitioners to observe proper posture. The spine should be straight, the legs folded underneath, or held in a lotus or semi-lotus position, the shoulders thrown back, the gaze straight and softly focused on a blank wall in front, and the hands in a certain mudra (spiritual gesture of the hands).

“There was a time during a sit when I tried to stand up for kinhin (walking meditation) while my entire leg was still numb from sitting,” Ada recalls. “I injured my ankle and I had to use a cane for a time because of it.”

Zen practitioners are encouraged to take up tai chi or yoga to prepare the body for long sits, especially sesshins. A sesshin is a period of intensive meditation inside a zendo. Ada defines one sesshin day as “excruciating pain for nine hours, with breaks.” But she continues to go on these retreats anyway, for at least three times a year.

A glimpse of Zen

Founded in 1976 by Sr. Elaine MacInnes, OLM, and Yamada Koun Roshi, the Zen Center of Oriental Spirituality in the Philippines (ZCP), where Ada and I met, belongs to the Sanbo Kyodan (Three Treasures Teaching Group) lineage of Kamakura, Japan. According to its website: The Sanbo Kyodan zen sect combines the best of the Soto (sustained zazen) and the Rinzai (koan practice) schools of zen. It was founded by Yasutani Haku’un Roshi on 8 January 1954. Unlike most other schools of zen, the Sanbo Kyodan does not require its followers to embrace the Buddhist religion. Some of its masters and teachers are, in fact, Christian priests, pastors, or nuns.

Those who are interested to learn more about zen meditation are invited to attend Glimpse into Zen (introductory talk) on September 23, 2012. The event will be from 1:30 to 3:30 p.m. at 34 St. Claire corner St. Catherine, Provident Village, Marikina. For more information, please contact Lisa M. Pilapil through 0920.570.9709 or email her at lisa_pilapil@ yahoo.com




Tuesday, September 18, 2012

My Sagittarian spirit

"Those who invented the zodiac were mythmakers who wanted to preserve universal truths in the unchanging sky. That is one way of reconnecting with your inner self. In Medieval astro, you are your Ascendant, not your Sun sign. Your Mars is in Aries. Aries is the warrior. Sagittarius is called the divine warrior."

- Resti Santiago, Medieval Astrologer (in a PM addressed to me)



My rising sign is Sagittarius. And some of my friends who are also into astrology have told me that I have the tendency to scatter my arrows. Meaning, take up things on a whim, start all kinds of endeavors, nurture many interests. In other words, walang focus.

This could be a bad thing. But I would like to believe, because I have surprisingly become a positive person (or it could be something that has always been inside of me, this positive attitude), that in my case, this is a good thing. I tend to start projects as soon as thoughts about them inhabit my mind.

Some people have a hard time with beginnings. I don't. A blank sheet of paper, for example, doesn't intimidate me. A daunting task usually doesn't scare me. When I started a small children's organization, Isang Bata (www.isangbata.blogspot.com), pure energy and inspiration fueled my actions. It wasn't easy, but it flowed naturally. And I flowed with it.

In 2011, I joined an international humanitarian agency as a consultant. I worked with them for a couple of years and those two years were pure torture, as far as dealing with Finance and Admin was concerned. I liked the work, and in fact have given a lot to fulfill my responsibilities (the job entailed travel to Maguindanao, Cotabato, and other high-risk areas). My experiences here deserve a separate entry altogether. Anyway.

It came to a point where I needed to send strongly-worded messages to my contacts in the agency because the relationship had become utterly abusive, one-sided, and unjust. One day perhaps I could write about this in greater detail. And then it came to a point where I got so pissed that I had to do something more concrete and more pro-active than simply send biting emails to Finance.

Take note that at that point, I had 18 solid years of experience in freelance writing under my belt, and I knew for a fact that it was not an isolated case. Decent clients are so hard to find and writers, specifically Filipino freelance writers, have been getting the dirty end of the deal for DECADES.

The time was ripe for the Freelance Writers' Guild of the Philippines.

Fast forward to September 16, 2012, more than a year after I thought about forming an organization of Filipino freelance writers that will protect the welfare of these marginalized and undervalued workers: members of the Guild (total of 450, with close to a hundred in attendance) gathered together for the second General Assembly.

It was a productive, enlightening, and highly successful event. I brought my son with me, of course. Towards the end of the event, however, I developed a horrible migraine and could not function anymore. But apart from this temporary affliction, I thought the activity exceeded all expectations.

Here are the highlights, in pictures.


Delivering my welcome speech: If writers will not settle for peanuts, bad clients will have to settle for bad grammar.


The crowd during the 2nd General Assembly of FWGP


Celine Roque gave a riveting presentation. Which Bowi understood.


Depressing: Presenting the Rates Survey the Guild conducted among freelance writers.


Mabuhay ang Pilipinong manunulat!


Ms. Southern Illinois was our guest, together with NASA scientist Jojo Sayson.


Bowi was master of raffle ceremonies :) He had fun doing this, obviously.


Dino Manrique and Bebang Siy with the Executive Committee members, minus Claire, Lorna and myself.