Wednesday, November 18, 2015

Days Gone By IV - A New Home



(Just so you know - if you get the reference of the title of this post, you're my kind of people.)

YO.

Welcome to my blog. Great to see you.

This one's a beast, so...

LET'S GO.
 
And go we did

Okay, so seriously, what are you doing? Alright, alright. Like I said in my previous post, I didn't find out until my feet were on the ground (er, uh, in the back of a car) in Manila where I would be, and I didn't really find out until I arrived in Bontoc what I would be doing exactly. 

SO.

During my year here, my role will be fairly varied:

Firstly, I will be working with an organization called the E-CARE Foundation which stands for Episcopal Community Action for Renewal and Empowerment. E-CARE is an organization which is affiliated with (but legally separate from) the ECP (Episcopal Church in the Philippines) and was born out of the ECP's drive towards self-sufficiency.


Following in the footsteps of the ECP's successful separation from The Episcopal Church in America and their own tumultuous move towards self-reliance, E-CARE seeks to help the communities of the Philippines to move towards their own vision of not just self-sustainability and self-sufficiency, but towards their own growth and development to become the most thriving and flourishing version of themselves that they can be. E-CARE does this by first having the communities undergo the Asset-Based Community Development process, which works to flesh out what projects or livelihoods can be created out of what already exists within the community.

 
However, should the community require some support to get the ball rolling on a project that can be sustainable for the future, E-CARE will give them access to funds from what is known as the "Receivers to Givers Fund" - an idea which is routinely summed up here allegorically in the difference between the Sea of Galilee - beautiful and teeming with life for millennia - and the Dead Sea - which is mostly incapable of sustaining life. One of the primary differences between these two is that the Sea of Galilee has outlets where the water that comes in carries on to other places whereas the Dead Sea retains everything that comes into it and the lack of flow stagnates and builds up conditions that make life unsustainable. 

So in the same way, when communities access R2G funds, it is expected that they will grant back an equal amount of money for use in a project in another community. Paying it forward, essentially. I'll talk about this more in another post later, as this program has a fascinating history and, in my view, a powerful future. But, for now, that's essentially the gist. E-CARE is also working on developing advanced systems to magnify the production capabilities and efficiency of existing methods through programs such as our Natural Farming System and System of Rice Intensification.


"Okay, so what will you be doing?" I will be assisting in E-CARE's mission in a variety of ways. Primarily, I will be assisting our member communities with registering with the Department of Labor and Employment as Livelihood Organizations and Worker's Associations so that they can more effectively leverage their existing assets. Additionally, I will be organizing the larger groups into Cooperative organizations with the Cooperative Development Authority. (Side-note: the Philippine government is super into making the Cooperative model work its magic in this country. Yay co-ops!)

I will also be traveling with the Project Managers out to the communities to build relationships with them and to test out new equipment and methods to further our goals.

Also to take pictures while the people who build the machines make them work

Secondly, and a much more daunting effort, is to work towards Judicial reconstitution of Church land titles that were destroyed during World War II to prevent encroachment onto the lands by ne'er-do-wells (I've never had a reason to type that, so that seemed a good a time as any...) My job will be to ensure that the Churches follow the timeline and requirements (which, as you can imagine, are totally simple and straightforward...) of Judicial reconstitution and walk them through the whole legal process as far as I can in my time.

Also, singing. Lots, and lots, of singing.

When a village of warriors asks you to sing some country music, you sing some country music

So far, I am in the choir of All Saints Cathedral (the church located in Bontoc), the Shalom Beharim Choir - a choir consisting of EDNP (Episcopal Diocese of Northern Philippines) clergy members singing traditional Igorot songs as well as some popular and country arrangements - even a Johnny Cash medley! - all across the Diocese as well as the island of Luzon. Who would have ever thought I would need to bring my cowboy hat and boots to The Philippines?!

I had to borrow a hat. Disgraceful.

I also sing with the Brothers of Saint Andrew, I play piano and sing for the afternoon mass occasionally on Sundays and I even teach praise and worship songs to some of the youth and have begun teaching what I can on the piano as well. Also for the past two weeks and probably for the rest of the year will be playing piano and singing for the 6 am Mass on Wednesdays. Those of you who know me well know how different my even being conscious at 6 am is for me. Come to think of it - I do way more singing here than I ever did at home! Of course, part of that is that fairly often when people come together here, there is going to be some kind of singing. Which I think is pretty awesome. I wish there was more of that back in the States.

 All-Saints Cathedral, Bontoc

So back to the chronology. Within the first two weeks of my being here sadly I attended two funerals. One of a prominent church member - Erlinda Bucaycay here in Bontoc and the other being the Bishop's mother, Elisa Alawas in Masla, Tadian. 

One of the things that many of the Igorot people retained following the Christianization of the tribes was the death rituals of their ancestors. This includes wakes which can last up to, or even over a week where everyone comes together and sings songs and fellowships together - never leaving the body alone until the burial. Sometimes the person will be placed in a chair where they will remain as everyone comes to visit. That wasn't the case for either of these, but the services were beautiful and the spirit of everyone who came was good to see. Someone told me "The death of an old woman is a cause to celebrate for her life." I like that.




Did I mention I've seen plenty of animal butcherings at this point?
Seen here is some very raw bacon, and porkchops, and...you get it.

I also got to get out on my first community visits! The first was out to Sao, a barangay of Sabangan - about 45 minutes from Bontoc. The visit was to introduce the community to us and to E-CARE as well as to gauge their interest in and present them with the ABCD process. I also went out to rice fields near Sagada where we tested the new rice transplanter - a machine that could set out rows of rice more easily and efficiently. Or at least was supposed to. The machine needed a bit of tweaking, but soon it'll be ready.

It takes a village

  
That village

 KFC has gotten really lazy with their famous bowls...

Don't give me that look

Looking back to Sabangan from Sao

 Vegas looks a bit different than what you see in the movies

You say you got your bananas at the farmer's market, huh? Wow, they must be really fresh...

Intoducing the folks in Sao to E-CARE and to the ABCD process.
Not pictured is that tarp above us blowing up like a parachute a million times

Chow time. Virtually every large gathering here will include family-style eating.
And yes, those are chicken feet.

We want YOU to join E-CARE

The hanging bridge into Sao was held aloft by dubious physics and magic.
It did provide a pretty terrific view, though. 

Another of our trips out of town took us to the village of Butbut, Tinglayan, Kalinga in the heart of the home of the tribal warriors for the ordination of Grace Allin into the Diaconate. So out we went on the road again.

But first, coffee at the church in Poblacion, Tinglayan


Yeah, gravel trucks aren't making it out this far. 
This doesn't even show the crazy sharp switchback roads and tight edges getting to this point.

 Why did they all get out of the truck?

 Oh.

The community of Butbut is very far off of the main road and is about as remote as they come. It is also one of the most economically marginalized communities in Luzon. They are also among the fiercest warrior tribes in Northern Luzon. From the National Development Officer Attorney Floyd Lalwet's reflection on their community:

"...the heartland of one of the most fierce warrior tribes in Northern Luzon which, about a decade ago, entrusted to (now Bishop) Brent Harry W. Alawas, then the Development Officer of the Diocese of Northern Luzon, and The Rev. John Deane... a “prized” trophy – the finger of a man whom this tribe has taken in a violent war with another tribe - to be personally handed to the Bishop of the Diocese. The surrender of the body part to Bishop Edward Malecdan, then the EDNP Bishop, who then turned it over to the other tribal protagonist marked the beginning of a process that led to the eventual restoration of peace between the two warring tribes." 

 Quite a crowd

However these days they have put their warring ways behind them and are one of the newer members of E-CARE's continuing mission. Again from Atty. Floyd regarding their Receivers to Givers grant-back:

"Many of the staff believed that if ever the grant back will be made, it will certainly happen beyond the 3- to 5-year period and when all the cattle have been fattened or offspring born and disposed. Yet it was a most pleasant shock to the entire diocese when on 10th March 2015, the day before the Annual Convention, a group of BSA leaders brought 170,000 pesos to the Diocesan Office as partial grant-back ... The surprise came to us at the program following the ordination service when the Barangay Captain called on the BSA members to go to the stage and requested the Bishop and other representatives of the diocese and E-CARE to join them. When we all did, the BSA group handed over an envelope containing P70,000 as second grant-back in addition to what they have made at the March Convention. Again, it was a most pleasant shock!"

And so the people of Butbut proved again what can happen when empowering communities to their own self-development. If you are interested, below is a link to Attorney Floyd's full reflection regarding the community of Butbut. It is quite an inspiring read and speaks to the heart of what we are doing here at E-CARE.

https://www.facebook.com/groups/433356923522697/permalink/444038232454566/

Old school.

Getting ready

It was a beautiful, sunny day in Butbut for the celebration of the ordination. We held the service outside (quite a nice change) and it seemed like the entire community was there to celebrate with her. Before the service we had food and coffee, and after the service we had more food and coffee! You'll notice the food and coffee theme quite a bit if you stick around the blog for any length of time.

Bishop Alawas rockin' the shades and miter look

Even raw-er bacon. Sorry bro.

 "I want to help preach!"

"Fine, don't let me. I'm staying anyway."

There were many songs and tribal dances added into the celebration as well to make an all-around fantastic day. I even got in the dance with the gongs! By the time we were ready to leave, I was offered a gift of a knife by the former Chief and welcomed as an honorary member of the Butbuts. I was quite honored. 

I think we'll have plenty of food. Especially since the pig from before isn't in here yet.

 Friends

 With the newly-minted Deacon Allin

 The native dance, complete with gongs

I even got in on the action!

 Atty. Floyd talks E-CARE. The dog is clearly not interested.

 "This knife can be used to weave a basket...
or to remove the finger of your enemy for a trophy." 

After the food and celebrations (and, of course, more coffee) it was time to hit the road back to Bontoc! Which was because of course, after all, I had choir rehearsal to get to. 

Back on the road. Seriously, how do you even get to those?

 
Of course we stopped for more coffee on the way back. 
And a bathroom with a view


Okay folks - that's it for this time! 

Next time, I think it'll finally be time to wrap up this whole reminiscing bit and be caught up on the present! 

FINALLY!

Peace.

Tuesday, November 10, 2015

Gawis ay Mountain Province! (Days Gone By Part III)

Most people would make something like this a trilogy.

I am not most people.
  Actually, I just don't want to cram everything since coming back to The Philippines into one post.

Trust me. It's better this way.

 So, without further ado:


LET'S GO!

Blonde Jesus on a Jeepney.
Yep.
I'm back in Manila...

Guess who's back...back again? We arrived back into the Philippines October 5th - this time, to stay. 

Onward to Mountain Province! Onward to my year! Onward! to Bontoc!!!

 Oh. Wait...

  The definition of a good time.


Thanks to silly things like "laws" and "immigration" and "needing to be in the country legally", it looks like we have some time to kill...

So, what to do with our extra days in Manila? Well, for starters, we got a personalized tour from Uncle Frey (sorry if I spelled that incorrectly, I've only ever heard it!) around Fort Santiago - where the Japanese kept US and Filipino prisoners of war during WWII and the "home" (read: prison) of Philippine national hero and all-around baller, Dr. José Rizal. Rizal was confined to the Fort after the Spanish got a hold of him on charges of insurrection at the tail-end of their 300+ year colonization of the Philippines.

  'Sup

When Dr. Rizal wasn't (allegedly) inspiring Filipinos to rise up against the Spaniards via his major works Noli me Tangere and El Filibusterismo, he was spending his time doing way more than anyone you know and doing it well - for instance: he was a medical doctor, author,  agriculturist, fencer, inventor, poet, businessman, painter, land surveyor, pistol fighter (what?!), sculptor, cartographer....seriously, the list goes on. Oh, and that whole social organizer thing. 

By the way, he did all of that before being executed at age 35.

Oh, you're just a doctor? That's cool, I guess...

Shutter down: Unfortunately they wouldn't let us take photos of any of his works or the things they had collected for the museum, but I did get some photos of the fort itself and the surrounding area.

In case this looks bad as just a regular jail cell, imagine it completely packed with people.
Yeah. Doesn't sound fun to me either.

At least the Fort grounds are pretty?

 "Wait, you're voluntarily going in there?"
-The hundreds of people who involuntarily went in there



This side note brought to you by A.D.D.:

It's always Sunny Christmas in Philadelphia The Philippines: I forgot to mention in my last blog, but I would be remiss not to share it: Christmas here begins waaaay earlier than it does in the States. Personally, back home I typically refuse to listen to Christmas music until the day after Thanksgiving. By contrast, we landed in Manila on September 26th and there was already Christmas music playing. "Oh that we should always see such spirit through the year" indeed.



 Anyway.

After we left the Fort, we went across the way to San Agustin Church (and monastery) in Intramuros. It was huge and beautiful and contained all sorts of artifacts, wonderful art and old books (much of which I either couldn't get a good picture of or they wouldn't allow pictures of at all. Again with that rule. Come on!)

None of my pictures do the inside of this place justice, so here's one off of the web

Back to mine, with the other YASC'ers for scale

One of the many passageways

From there we went to the Manila American Cemetery and Memorial - a resting place for the soldiers who fought and died in The Battle of The Philippines and in the recapture of the islands from the Japanese among other WWII battles. Not much to say other than that it was a peaceful place and a fitting tribute to those who died or went missing in action.

The Memorial grounds


 These maps were great for any military history buff




  
Well, fancy seeing you here

The time has come: After a (surprisingly short) wait for immigration to do their thing, we left, visas in hand to prepare for our next-day travel to our placements. So in the morning we grabbed our bags and dodged Manila traffic in the only way you can dodge Manila traffic.

Along the way, I was marveling at the beauty of the surrounding country. Carlin told me I shouldn't bother taking pictures since where I was going would blow those views away.

"Ho-hum" -Carlin, probably
 
After an obligatory stop for coffee (this, along with rice at every meal, is probably not codified into Philippine law, but I'm not 100% sure...) we carried on, eventually stopping to eat lunch and part ways.
Thankfully not at this place

Mountain Time: At lunch I met Benzent and Erwin, who now are good friends to me, but at the time were brand-new strangers who would take me the rest of the way into Bontoc while Carlin and Tristan carried on to Tabuk. So off we went into Ifugao Province and straightaway into Mountain Province - my new home!

Turns out Carlin was right

Ugh. Let's just consider this the "before" picture for this year.
Alternative caption: Something giant and green. Also, the Banaue Rice Terraces 

The long and winding road: After a few hours and winding mountain roads (of varying rockiness,) we finally arrived!

This! Is! Bontoc!

This! Is!...also Bontoc

This! y'know what, I think you get it...
(Actually this is the church compound. More on that later...)






"So I'm here. Now what?"  
Good question, Me! Good thing I already know the answer. 

But to find out for yourself, come back next time when I'll be visiting my first communities, delving into E-CARE and the ABCD (Asset-Based Community Development) process, attending the installation of a brand-new Bishop, and becoming an honorary member of a native tribe!

As a parting gift, here's some more pictures! 

 Fort Santiago

 Um. Ow.
Hey wait a second, there's no way those shells fit into that cannon...

Outside the monastery

 Still cool. No matter what Carlin says.



Happy trails, friends! 

See you next time.