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Sunday, November 04, 2012

TIPS IN POETRY WRITING



TIPS IN POETRY WRITING
By
Melchor F. Cichon
October 2, 2008
Revised: Sept 5, 2010
Revised November 4, 2012

Every poet has his own way of writing poems.
I have my way.
Generally before I write a poem, I read. Just anything. But if there is a book of poetry, I pick that up first and read it.
While reading it, most often an idea comes in.
Ideas come in like lightning. If you cannot record it, it will be lost forever.
Or if you can remember it, good. But memory also slips like lightning.
So what I do is, I always bring a notebook, and a pen or pencil. Once an idea comes into my mind, I write it down.
Usually, this idea becomes the focus of my poem. If more related ideas come in, I continue my writing until I finish the poem. Otherwise, I just leave it there for future use.
I write my first draft as it comes from my heart. But once I revise it, the writing will now come from my mind. I become the first critic of my work.
And I revise it without mercy.
How many times do I revise my work? I do not know. Perhaps once, perhaps two. Or even more.
If I feel that I have molded it the way I wanted it, then I stop.
How do I know that it has reached the end of it? When I feel that everything that I hope to put in it is already there.
How do I revise my poem?
Is it wordy? If it is, I trim the adjectives that I believe should not be included in the poem. I prefer more action words. The shorter the sentence the better.
I check the spelling, the grammar, and the words and phrases. The whole sentence.
Is there unity? Is there logic in the arrangement of the stanzas?
Can I be understood? Are there words that are very difficult to understand? If there are, I change that to something that is easily understood.
Like Robert Frost, I prefer to use easy to understand words. Easy they seem to be, but they can evoke layers of meanings.
Let us take this poem:
HAM-AT MADUEOM RO GABII, INAY?
Ni
Melchor F. Cichon
Inay, ham-at madueom ro gabii?
May buean, Toto, ugaling may galipud nga gae-um.
Inay, ham-at madueom ro gabii?
May bombilya ro mga poste't Akelco,
Ugaling may brown-out.
Inay, ham-at madueom ro gabii?
Ginsinindihan ko ro atong kingke,
Ugaling ginapinaeong it hangin.
Inay, ham-at madueom ro gabii?
Toto, matueog ka eon lang
Ay basi hin-aga temprano pa
Magsilak ro adlaw.
Indi, 'Nay ah!
Sindihan ko't uman ro atong kingke.
Here the words are very simple. But is it really easy? Does it evoke other meanings? Does it dig your senses, your feelings, your conscience?
If I find that the word I used is abstract, I try to change it with concrete words—or words that have pictures. Abstract words are words that confuse the reader. Example, when we say, he is a well-known person, we do not know whether that person is liked or disliked. But if we say that person is famous, he or she is liked and well-known.
Concrete words describe things that people experience with their senses: red, cold, dog. A person can see red, feel cold, and hear the bark of a dog. This is related to image.
In using images in our poems, we use our five senses: smell (fragrance of a sampaguita), taste (the taste of heaven of durian), touch (soothing touch of mother), feelings (After you left me, a dull pin has been piercing my heart ), hearing (The sound of Jawili falls remind me of you).
Abstract words refer to concepts or feelings, like liberty, happy, love. A person cannot see, touch or taste any of these things. These abstracts words are common in greetings cards. That is the reason why poems in these cards do not reach the textbooks,  particularly in anthologies. Many of the words used in greeting cards are clichés. Simply said, generally, texts in greeting cards have no poetic value.
Example: If I used flower, I change it to a specific flower like gumamila or sampaguita or rose. If I use tall, I change it to, say, flagpole so that the reader will have something to compare with it.
Look at these lines:

Good: She fells happy when she sees me.
Better: She jumps when she sees me.
Good: The palm of his hand is coarse.
Better: The palm of his hand is a cactus.
Here are some words that poets should avoid using when writing a poem.
Big, happy, tall, beautiful, great, little.
I also check whether I used a cliché. If I did, then that line should either be revised or be deleted outright. If I cannot create a fresh metaphor for that questionable line, I change the whole sentence.
Cliché is like a rose that has lost its fragrance and beauty.
A cliché is an over-used metaphor like: she is like a red, red rose. Here are some common cliches:
Poor as a church mouse,
Strong as an ox,
Cute as a button,
Smart as a fox.
Thin as a toothpick,
White as a ghost,
Fit as a fiddle,
Dumb as a post.
Bold as an eagle,
Neat as a pin,
Proud as a peacock,
Ugly as sin.
When people are talking
You know what they’ll say
As soon as they start to use a cliche.
Here are some cliches that poet should avoid:
Being in the same boat
Building bridges
Clasping at straws
Cutting the Gordian knot
Earning brownie points
Getting a feather in their cup
Getting down to brass tracks
Missing by a whisker
Missing the bus
Muddying the water
Not having a crystal ball


I also check whether I used a passive voice. If I did, then I change the sentence into an active one.
Example:
Passive Voice: Ham-at Madeuoem ro Gabii was written by Melchor F. Cichon
Active Voice: Melchor F. Cichon wrote Ham-at Madueom Ro Gabii.
Passive: My first visit to Miagao will always be remembered by me.
Active: I shall always remember my first visit to Miagao.
Many poets have been using poetic devices like assonance, metaphor, simile, irony, and other poetic devices. These devices really create dimensions, implications, impressions, and effects on us.
What is assonance?
Assonance is a repetition of vowel sounds within words like: "The rain in Spain stays mainly on the plain."
Or
Naghapay ro baeay ni Inday sa binit it baybay pag-agi ni Moray.
What is metaphor?
A metaphor is a statement that pretends one thing is really something else:
nipa hut--
my castle atop a hill
a witness to my tears
*****by Edna Laurente Faral

Your smile is my sleeping tablet.
What is a simile? It is a statement where you say one object is similar to another object. It uses "like" or "as"
"I knew; the light that lingered in ordinary things
like a spark sheltered under the skin of our days—
The light was you;
It did not come from."
*****From "Her amazement at her only child" by Karol Wojtyla
What is irony? Irony is the use of words to convey the opposite of their literal meanings. It is also a literary style employing such contrasts for humorous or rhetorical effects.
Here is a good example of irony.
BAKIT SI XELA AY NAGDIGHAY PAGKATAPOS MAG-INOM NG COKE?
Ni Alex de Juan
Kanila lang
Puno ng pawis ang tansan
na nagyakap sa bibig ng Coke.
Naghalakhak ang tansan
na gin-aywanan ang bibig ng Coke.
Nagtambad ang kalawang
sa ilalim ng bibig ng Coke.
Gin-inom ni Xela ang Coke.
Si Xela ay nagdighay
pagkatapos mag-inom ng Coke
dahil gusto ng tansan na maulit
ang tunog ng kanyang halaklak
sa paglaho
ng kalawang
sa ilalim ng bibig ng Coke.
Another thing which I check in my poem is the injection of moral lesson. This device has been used in many of the traditional poems. I was once a judge in Hiligaynon poetry contest, and I noticed this mistake in many of the entries. So avoid this, let us leave that giving of moral lesson to the preachers. Our business as a poet is to present what we see, hear, feel, smell, imagine, and dream of. And if possible, inject a little opinion and leave the rest to the readers.
As someone has said:  A poet's job is to write the haiku, and the informed reader's job is to interpret it via his or her own cultural memory, education, experience, personal biosphere, religious beliefs, etc., as each person is different and sees and interprets poems from their own unique viewpoint.”
Another technique in creating great poem is by subverting the ordinary: Subverting is turning upside down. Here is a good example:
crossing a bamboo bridge—
a son holds
his father's arm
*****by Melchor F. Cichon

Other samples of subverting the ordinary:
 in front of a doctor’s
clinic--
a withered rose
    ---Melchor F. Cichon

first kiss—
for a moment, the sun
disappears
----Melchor F. Cichon
Using rhyme and rhythm is an effective way of conveying our feelings, but we must be very careful with them. For one, if we will stick to rhyme and rhythm, most of our ideas will be trimmed because we have to suit our words with them. This is the main reason why modern poets are now using free verse. This very evident in luwa.

Pag-agto ko sa Kalibo,
Nakakita ako’t mueto;
Pinitik ko ra ueo,
Eumusot sa kardero.
---Maeara

May handum kunta ako,
Nga mangupya sa sabat mo;
Ugaling umabot ro maestro,
Sinaylo nana ako.
---Maeara
Using words thy, thyself, and other words common in the 16th century should be avoided, unless of course you want to be associated with William Shakespeare.
Great poems have conflicts, just like in a short story. There must be two opposing forces in the poem.
Let us take this poem:
Ang Matandang Ito
Rio Alma

Hukot
Dahil mabigat ang liwanag.
Mauban
Dahil pinakupas ng liwanag.
Makulubot
Dahil niluto ng liwanag.
Tahimik
Dahil tigib ang bibig ng liwanag.

Here is another one:

Sa Bangketa
Ni Rio Alma

Kalansing ng barya
Sa basyong lata.
Simula ba ito ng kasaysayan
Hinggil sa walang katapusang pag-asa?
O pangwakas na himala?
Another element of a great poem is its universality. The more universal the theme and topic of the poem, the more each individual reader can identify with the poem. You can express individual hurt (or joy), for example, but the reader must be able to see it as his or her hurt (or joy) as well."
Let us take these very short poems:
Old pond
A frog jumps in
A sound of water
—Basho

A LETTER
By Melchor F. Cichon
John,
I will definitely go home
To our house
Where we can see the clouds
Through the roof.
I'm fed up
With the twinkling neon lights,
But I have not yet paid
For the earrings that I got
From Mama San.
I need them so my tinkling
Will be louder and my hips
Will be heavier.
Don't worry, John,
This Christmas
You and I will create a moon
And through the roof
We two alone
Will grasp its light.
Ana

There are some more tips that I can offer.
Some writers are afraid to show their works to other people. That is Ok because they say they write for themselves.
But great poets think otherwise. They show their works to their fellow poets—for comments.
All great poets have written hundred or even thousand of bad poems—poems that use cliches, faulty grammar, etc. But out of these writings, come a great one. And that matters most. And  that makes all the difference.
Here is one poem that is included in Sansiglong Mahigit ng Makabagong Tula sa Filipinas, edited by Virgilio S. Almario, 2006.
Owa’t Kaso, Saeamat
Ni Melchor F. Cichon

Owa ako kimo magpangabay
Nga tipigan mo rang maeapad nga handumanan.
Hasayran ko man eagi
Nga ring tagipusuon hay may husto eang nga lugar
Para sa imong mga pagbakho.

Owa ako kimo magpangabay
Nga taguon rang euha agud madumduman.
Hasayran ko man eagi
Nga gusto mo eang magsupsop—
Samtang may ona pa—it duga nga mapuga ko
Sa atong kaeayo.

Owa’t kaso, saeamat,
Paris it pagpasaeamat it eanas sa bulkan
Sa lava nga anang ginabuga.
All great poets have received rejections slips. I have my share.
Rejection slips have many reasons. Our works might not be suited to the editorial policy of the magazine or journals. It could also mean that our works still need revision.
But rejection slips should be appreciated—they are energy for us to cross bridges to write greater poems.
Do you know that two other publishers had turned down the first manuscript of Harry Potter. But now every publisher wants to be the publisher of this series.
There are times when you cannot produce a line for your poem. Do not worry. Ideas come like seasons: rainy season and dry season. And when rainy season comes, try as much as possible to capture in paper those bountiful ideas. And when the dry season comes, just relax. Walk around. Smell the flowers. See a movie. Listen to your favorite radio stations. Read a novel. Or just lie down. And in your relaxation, you will be surprised that you have a new line to work on.
The second to the last tip I can offer is this:
Give a surprise ending:
Here are examples from Aklanon luwa:
Sa ibabaw it lamesa
May tiki nga tumugpa
Ginpudyot ni Lola
Pageaum na  maskada.

****
Sa tanan nga unga ni Nanay
Ako gid ro pinakamaisog
Pagkueas-kueas sa dapog
Ako gid ro hauna manaog.

****
May manok akong bukay,
Ginbueang ko sa Ibajay;
Nagdaug pero patay.
Ginsumsuman ni Nanay.


****
Sa ibabaw sang lamesa
May tiki nga nagadupa
Ginpudyot ni Lola
Abi niya ya maskada.

****
Sa tanan nga mga unga ni Nanay
Ako gid sa tanan ro pinakamaisogang
Pagkueas-kueas sa dapog
Ako gid ro primerong manaog.
****
May manok akong bukay,
Ginbueang ko sa Ibajay;
Nagdaug pero patay.
Ginsumsuman ni Nanay.

The last tip is: Revise, revise and revise your work until you are satisfied. And make it sure that you will not be charged of libel and plagiarism.
Write in a language that you are familiar with. That way, one half of your problem is already solved.
Source:
haiku mind:108 Poems to Cultivate Awareness & Open Your Heart
by Patricia Donegan. A Review by Robert D. Wilson. http://simplyhaiku.com/SHv7n4/reviews/Donegan.html. Retrieved: August 31, 2010

Monday, October 29, 2012

Holy Friday


Holy Friday--
His wounds open
my heart

Melcichon
April 5, 2012

Kalibo Smokey Road

Kalibo smokey road
she enjoys the motorcycle
back ride

Melcichon
October 29, 2012

Sunday, October 28, 2012

Saturday, October 27, 2012

The Night Is Still Long and Deep

The Night Is Still Long and Deep

The night is still long and deep
And I hear twenty one bells toll.
But for whom?
Are they for those who seek peace and justice
Or for those who suppress and oppress?
Are they for those who work for reconciliation
Or for those who look for confrontation?
Men dream for progress and happiness

But why do they shed blood and tears?
Are we too hungry for power and more power
That we forget love and harmony?
The night is still long and deep.
But I know a common dawn is coming.

Melcichon
November 7, 1983

I Think Of You

I Think Of You

When I look at the full moon
Shining behind a lonely cloud
And reflect on their freedom
I think of you.

When I see red roses
And chocolates
And lovers promenading along

A dark park
I think of you.

When someone offered me her love
And put me in a maze
I think of you.

I know we are too far apart
Although we hold hand in hand
And someone is between us
I still think of you.

I think of you
Despite the pain and sorrow
That haunt me whatever I do--
Because of you.

I think of you
For you are the heart
That beats in me.

Melcichon
November 16, 1983

Bing II

Bing II

ang kagandahan
mong humilom
sa puso
kong sugatan
at gumagapang
sa dilim
ay bituing
nagbigay luningning

sa aking
paningin--
ngunit kay
layong yakapin
sa puso
kong dumadaing
dumadalangin.

Melcichon
January 16, 1984
Revised: October 27, 2012

Friday, October 26, 2012

Thursday, October 25, 2012

Her Radiance


Journeying


Home From the City


Her Radiance

her radiance
touches everyone--
Apple Manzanas

Melcichon
Oct. 25, 2012

Taboan Poetry Fest


Saturday, October 20, 2012

Sunday, October 07, 2012

Sa Anang Mata

sa anang mata
rang reflection
indi makit-an

Melcichon
October 7, 2012

Wednesday, October 03, 2012

Bukon Man It Bulag si Juan

Bukon Man It Bulag si Juan
Ni Melcichon Oct. 3, 2012

Bukon man it bulag si Juan
Bukon man imaw it apa
Bukon man imaw it bungoe
Ugaling ginbusaean
Ginbuta-butahan
Ginbutangan it tabon ra dueongan.
Ahay, masueat eon lang kuno imaw
It binaeaybay hanungod
Sa adlaw nga ginatabutan it gaeum
Hanungod sa suba nga daeag ro gasueog nga tubi
Hanungod sa eawod nga may gaeutaw-eutaw nga balyena.
Masueat eon lang kuno imaw
Hanungod sa mga bukaw, sa mga uwak
Ag sa mga rosas nga ginakutoe sambang sukoe pa eang.
Indi gid kuno pwede magsueat
Hanungod sa mga nakakatunaw nga pundo it gobyerno.
Ahay...
Magpanihoe eon lang si Juan
Agod magbaskug ro huyop it hangin
Agod ra bulador hay magtaas ra eupad.
Ugaling ginputoe man ra ikog.

Sunday, September 30, 2012

Saturday, September 29, 2012

Pangamuyo It Mga Manunuro



Pangamuyo It Mga Manunuro
Gin-Inakeanon ni Melchor F. Cichon
September 29, 2012

Tagabugna it Tanan nga Kaaeaman ag Haeangdon it mga Manunuro
Tan-awa it may paghigugma ro amon nga mga manunuro

Bugna-i sanda nga may pagkapat-ud
Nga sapupuhon ro nagahandum nga painu-ino
Ag indi gid pagtalikdi kaming haulihi

Bindesyunan ro andang mga tagipusuon

Ay gakalipay sanda kon magdaug
Ag silabuhon kon kami mapalsuhan

Taw-an sanda it maabi-abihon nga pasensiya
Ay ro daean it pagtuon buko’t maeumo
Pasigahon kanda ro ispirito it paghigugma
Raya ro dabdab nga nagasindi sa paghigugma it amon nga pagtuon

Buligi sanda sa pag-usoy it kaeaman sa kada estudyante
Ro andang pagpati kamon hay mas mahae pa ku sa grado nga pagahimuon namon

Ipat-in kanda ro pagpangako nga padayunon ro pagtuon
Ginapakita kamon ro indi magkahadluk sa bag-ong kaaeaman ag ekspirensiya

Pababagsikon sanda sa pagtabing it paeaabuton
Ginaimpluwensiya nanda kon ano kabahoe ro ginapanamgu para kamon

Bendisyunan ro mga manunuro nga nahauna kamon
Bangod ro andang inubrahan hay iya pa hasta makaron

Ipasiga ro Inyong ehemplo sa tanan nga mga manunuro

Nga makatindog sanda sa andang mga hinambaean
Nga makahigugma sanda nga may panghunahuna
Nga makahueay sanda nga may paghigugma

Kabay pa.

Friday, September 28, 2012

Teachers Prayer With Aklanon Translation



Teachers Prayer in English:
Pangamuyo It Mga Manunuro


Giver of All Wisdom and Greatest of all Teachers,
Tagabugna it Tanan nga Kaaeaman ag Haeangdon it mga Manunuro
Look upon our teachers with love
Tan-awa it may paghigugma ro amon nga mga manunuro

Grant them the resolve
Bugna-i sanda nga may pagkapat-ud
To nurture our eager minds
Nga sapupuhon ro nagahandum nga painu-ino
And to never give up on us who fall behind
Ag indi gid pagtalikdi kaming haulihi

Bless their hearts
Bindesyunan ro andang mga tagipusuon

For they rejoice when we succeed
Ay gakalipay sanda kon magdaug
And encourage us when we fail
Ag silabuhon kon kami mapalsuhan

Endow them with gentle patience
Taw-an sanda it maabi-abihon nga pasensiya
For the path of learning is never easy
Ay ro daean it pagtuon buko’t maeumo
Kindle a spirit of passion in them
Pasigahon kanda ro ispirito it paghigugma
It is the flame that ignites the love of learning in us
Raya ro dabdab nga nagasindi sa paghigugma it amon nga pagtuon

Help them see the potential in each student
Buligi sanda sa pag-usoy it kaeaman sa kada estudyante
Their belief in us means much more than the grade we make
Ro andang pagpati kamon hay mas mahae pa ku sa grado nga pagahimuon namon

Instill in them a commitment to keep on learning
Ipat-in kanda ro pagpangako nga padayunon ro pagtuon
It shows us to not fear new knowledge and experiences
Ginapakita kamon ro indi magkahadluk sa bag-ong kaaeaman ag ekspirensiya

Inspire them to touch the future
Pababagsikon sanda sa pagtabing it paeaabuton
They influence how big a dream we dream for ourselves
Ginaimpluwensiya nanda kon ano kabahoe ro ginapanamgu para kamon

Bless our teachers who have come before
Bendisyunan ro mga manunuro nga nahauna kamon
For their work endures to this day
Bangod ro andang inubrahan hay iya pa hasta makaron

Let the light of Your example shine upon all teachers:
Ipasiga ro Inyong ehemplo sa tanan nga mga manunuro

To build up with their words
Agod makatindog sanda sa andang mga hinambaean
To love with their mind
Nga makahigugma sanda nga may panghunahuna
To share with their heart
Nga makahueay sanda nga may paghigugma

Kabay pa.

Monday, September 24, 2012

I Will Not Write My Loneliest Poem


I Will Not Write My Loneliest Poem
(With apologies to Pablo Neruda)
by
Melchor F. Cichon
September 24. 2012

I will not write my loneliest poem
Even I am between the heavens and the earth.
When you accepted my love at Boracay Beach
While the sun was setting is enough to make me smile.

I will not write my loneliest poem.
Like now when the moon is full and the December breeze is cold
Is enough for me to smile.
It was also December when we first kissed.

I will not write my loneliest poem
Even I can no longer pinch your face
Nor can I whisper your name.
It’s enough for me to sleep while I clinch the ring that you inserted on my finger.

And when time comes for the sun to set
And spreads its veil all over my world,
Still I will not write my loneliest poem.
When I remember you, I immediately smile.

Sunday, September 23, 2012

Binit It Karsada

binit it karsada--
ginaukay ka siki ni Anang
ro binuead nga paeay

Melcichon
September 23, 2012

Saturday, September 22, 2012

Stone Coffins

stone coffins--
ha!
only stones left!

Melcichon
Sept. 23, 2012

Summer Night

summer night--
Sirius
sparkles still

Melcichon
September 23, 2012

Ag Kumanta si Ana Maria

Ag Kumanta si Ana Maria
Ni Melcichon
August 13, 2011

Indi imaw
kantigo magkanta
Maski hilong. Kapin
pa gid kon bukon. Pero
sangka agahon sa sueod it
third degree room it pulisiya
Kumanta imaw. Ugaling nagwangal
Ro mga imbestigador.  Sintunado kuno
Ra tuno. Ginsueok-sueokan imaw.
Ginhimo pa gid nga ash tray
Ro ana nga bukead nga
paead. Tag owa eon
imaw kaagwanta
Ku pagkinulata
kana kumanta
imaw ag ro
mga pulis
Nagsaot
Nag
liksi-liksi sa kasadya.
Ala Nora Aunor
man kuno kon imaw mankanta.

My Pearl! My Pearl!

sunrise at Boracay Beach--
my pearl! my pearl!
the waves! the waves!

Melcichon
Sept. 22, 2012

Thursday, September 20, 2012

Yan ang Kalangitan Natin!



Yan ang kalangitan natin!

Sunday, September 16, 2012

Bag-ong Ligis nga Eanas--

bag-ong ligis nga eanas--
gahueat
it uean

Melcichon
Sept. 16, 2012

Saturday, September 15, 2012

Birthday Party

birthday party--
one year deduction
from the re-union with Him

Melcichon
Sept. 15, 2012

Friday, September 14, 2012

Rooftop Full Moon



rooftop full moon—
my shadow touches
her shadow

Melcichon
Sept. 14, 2012

no more steam on my coffee cup

no more steam on my coffee cup--
still waiting
for the meeting to start

Melcichon
Sept. 13, 2012

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Pouting Lips

in the library--
a staff points the map
with her pouting lips

Melcichon
Sept. 11, 2012

Sunday, September 09, 2012

Full Moon

full moon--
now, alone
looking at the silent lagoon.

Melcichon
September 9, 2012

Wednesday, September 05, 2012

Aklanon Tongue Twister

Naghaeuga ra liog ni Lanyog pagkahueog sa niyog bangod sa linog.--Melcichon

***

Nabueang it mga umang sa kaeanasan. --Melcichon

Lil-Esper S. Duhina, an Extra-Ordinary Nurse


Lil-Esper S. Duhina, an Extra-Ordinary Nurse

Melcichon
September 3, 2012


“Good afternoon, everybody!” says a nurse holding a sphygmomanometer or blood pressure meter and a stethoscope.

“Good afternoon,” I answered her. “I am glad you came over. May I help you?” I asked her.

“Thanks,” she said. “Actually, I came here to extend our medical service to you and your library staff. I know you are all too busy to visit our medical clinic even just to have your blood pressure checked up. So I came over here.”

It reminded me of the old saying: “If Mohammed cannot go the mountain, let the mountain go to Mohammed .”

“Oh, how nice of you,” I said. “You are the first nurse I know who goes around to extend medical services to the college personnel.” My observation about her was also observed by my colleagues at St. Therese-MTC Colleges Library when I asked them of what they can say about this nurse.

This is Ms. Lil-Esper Sumergido Duhina of Pototan, Iloilo and presently the college nurse of St, Therese-MTC Colleges, La Fiesta Site, Molo, Iloilo City. Her name came from the combination of her mother’s name, Lira, and from the name of her father’s mother, Esperanza.

Days after that visit, she again came to our Library informing us that there were seminars on brain attack and on eyesight, and encouraged us to attend to these seminars. She said that the resource persons are all experts in their respective fields. Indeed they were. The resource person on eyesight was Dr. Julia Z. Villanueva, MD, of the Department of Health, Western Visayas, while the speaker on brain attack was Dr. Steven G. Baclaian, MD, FAFNI.

So I said to myself, I will write something about her. She deserves to be emulated.

That led me to ask her why she is doing all these things.

“I’m just doing my job as your college nurse.” And she added: smile “we (nurses) are blessings. She continued, “being a nurse is a gift, sir, and I don't want to waste that gift.”

That is right. Nurses are blessings. I wish all nurses are like her—concerned of the health of her fellowmen, and very approachable.

Ms. Duhina was born in Gharian, Libya. So was her brother, Jian Paolo.

She told me that her parents were then working in Libya where she was born. Her mother was a nurse then. Her father was an all around steward in a French company in Library.

While in Libya, Lil-Esper learned English with an Indian tutor because her mother did not want her to speak Arabic.

After five years of stay in Libya, her mother decided to bring Lil-Esper to Iloilo mainly for academic reason. Her brother was brought to the Philippines before he reached one year old.

She was enrolled at Colegio de las Hijas de Jesus, Iloilo City, It was also there where she finished her high school.

After graduation from high school, she enrolled at Central Philippine University (CPU), Iloilo City for a Bachelor of Science in Nursing degree.|

Although a nursing degree was not her first choice, but because her parents wanted her to be a nurse instead of becoming a lawyer, she yielded to her parents' desire.

And eventually, she slowly loved the profession.

It was in CPU where she learned the value of knowledge, attitudes and skills.

“Even if you are intelligent and skillful, but if you have unacceptable attitude, you are nothing,” she said. “These three things,” she continued, “must have equilibrium.”

And this philosophy has been his guiding principle in her professional life as a nurse.

She finished her BSN degree at Central Philippine University in 2008 and passed the nursing licensure board exam in the same year.

To improve her nursing skills, she volunteered as a nurse-trainee at the following hospitals St. Therese-MTCC Hospital, Iloilo Doctors Hospital and at Great Saviour International Hospital, all in Iloilo City from August 17, 2009 to November 28, 2011.

Before the end of her training at Great Saviour International Hospital, she had applied in one of the hospitals in Libya and at St. Therese-MTC Colleges as a nurse. She said that whoever will be the first to hire her as a nurse, that would be the place where she would work with.

And fortunately, it was the St. Therese-MTC Colleges that accepted her first. So, she set aside Libya. It was also a double blessings in disguise because had she been accepted by a Libyan hospital, she would have experienced the hardship of the recent war in that country.

And if she had been hired by the Libyan hospital, I could not have written this short profile.

Monday, September 03, 2012