From sunflowers to informal settlers
>> Wednesday, September 10, 2014
LETTERS
FROM THE AGNO
March
Fianza
I clearly recall my
childhood exploits and abuses that were innocently accomplished with my
playmates. Swimming in the river that winded through the Lucban Valley was a
twice weekly routine that was capped by catching juju (Japanese fish) and
salvaging inch-size potatoes on garden beds below.
Kite-flying was a
summer afternoon activity on my grandmother’s hill that served as a small
coffee plantation, mixed with camote and pineapple. When our kite strings had
snapped and the kites had landed on the sunflowers and rocks of Carabao
Mountain which is popularly known as Quirino Hill today, we lie on our backs,
stare at the mountain and talk about dreams and plans of reaching its peak one
day.
As a little boy in the
early 60s and still out of school, I hanged around the back of our old wooden
house at New Lucban that stood right in front of the flagpole of the Magsaysay
Elementary School.
Each morning is
disturbed by the early squeaking of pigs that are butchered at the nearby
slaughterhouse before these are delivered to the meat market. I know this had
been going on since the time the city designated the area as the slaughterhouse
as part of the Health Center Reservation.
That could have been
the most practical place for a slaughterhouse since I also learned from Lola
Emily that it is just a stone’s throw away to the lot where the Agrix building
now stands, a swamp area (Pitdawan in Ibaloy) where pigs, goats, dogs and
animals that were brought in by traders from Ilocos, Pangasinan and Nueva
Vizcaya were secured.
We had a few neighbors
then as the houses in the area were sparsely distributed. We were immediate
neighbors with other Ibaloy families and were very close friends with families
whose forebears migrated from the lowlands to help build Baguio during its infancy
and construct the Benguet road which is more popularly known today as Kennon
road.
One afternoon, five of
us climbed up the peak of Quirino Hill (which is actually a mountain). On top,
we viewed La Trinidad Valley on the North side and Baguio on the South. The
rocky mountain was mostly covered with wild sunflower. Looking down, one can
see that Trancoville, the Sanitary Camp, New Lucban and Camp Allen, were not so
crowded with residential houses. The spaces between were covered with wild
grass and sunflower.
Dizon and Camdas
subdivisions were territories that had strategic roads alongside houses built
next to each other. The subdivisions looked like they were alive that they
wanted to crawl up the mountain. Although, I remember that the houses of former
mayor Luis Lardizabal and Igorot Elder Teofilo Pilando Sr. were the only
structures that stood behind the Lucban Elementary School before the climb.
Farther towards
opposite sides of the market are Quezon Hill on the West, the forested Araneta
subdivision, Pinsao and Guisad; and on the East side are the Pine clad
mountains of Holy Ghost, Honeymoon, the SLU compound and Aurora Hills. These
enclaves were all previously covered with green vegetation of Pine, grass or
sunflower.
A sunny morning for
the gang of pre-school boys begins with the spontaneous habit of meeting under
a big Pine Tree in front of the old house, even before we had pandesal
breakfast. Unmindful of what to do next, we follow the road, gather dry Pine
needles that cover the pathways all year round and put them in a jute sack.
The Pine needles are
then stashed inside a tin can that is punctured with nail holes at the bottom.
Then fasten the can with tie wire, burn the needles and run around making
believe that you are driving a smoke-belching New Lucban AC jeep.
Our house burned down
before I entered first grade. My father wanted to have it rebuilt on the same
lot but school authorities requested that if possible, we relocate beside the
school in order that it will have an open frontage. My family gave in to the
request even while the house was already there many years before the school was
constructed.
In the late 60s; the
territories of Quezon Hill, Quirino Hill, Aurora Hills, Holy Ghost Hill, Rock
Quarry and QM Subdivision were named as relocation sites and were awarded to
the actual occupants through a bidding process under the TSA (Townsite Sales
Application). That is the main reason why the rule requires that TSA applicants
should have at least a house or improvements in the lot being claimed before
filing an application. In short, squat first then apply.
Today, I cannot avoid
looking at these mountains through my window everyday because our house is
positioned that way. And what I see are no longer rocks and wild vegetation but
houses big and small. Our mountains in Baguio have truly converted from wild
and natural growth of sunflowers, grasses and Pine Trees to enclaves of
informal settlers.
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