No Blog in Pagbilao, Quezon?

I was in Pagbilao, Quezon, about 150 kilometers south of Manila, on Thursday and Friday this week. I was there upon the invitation of a political party, to talk about media and electoral campaign to about a hundred Quezon locals who work as political operators.

As I am starting to work on this blog of mine, I thought about the majority of them whom have not even come across the word blog.

And as I am off to Taipei for a weeklong workshop on blogging and podcasting, I hope to bring some news to Pagbilao where as little as 10% of the people are wired and those who are connected do only chatting and RPG (Ragnarok, that’s what), and to elsewhere when I get the chance. Whew!!!

Wish me luck!!!

Dulang ni Nanay

Welcome to my Dulang.

Dulang is a Tagalog word. It is a low table, usually for dining.

I had a dulang made about two years ago, not for dining purposes though, but for art activities. That summer, Buhawi, my second, and Diyosa, my third, had decided to give art classes to young kids. As our home didn't have space for their endeavor, I converted one of its corners into sort of a classroom with no desks. And so, the idea of a dulang came to fore upon the suggestion of their grandpa who, because of him and his big mouth, constructed it himself.

The art classes are over, but the charm of the dulang stayed with us. It has become our spot for aratubang, Masbateno word for face-to-face, Tagalog being harap-harap, me and my kids' favorite past time.

Come to my dulang and share with me life and love.