Monday, December 31, 2007

Strange Stories, Amazing Pics

Ever since I was a kid and having lived in our house in Las Piñas City, our family has experienced strange happenings and have heard of similar stories from friends in our village. For many years, we have both believed and denied the spirits' existence since nobody has really taken a picture of these beings -- until this year, 2007.

The Duwendes

The first occurrence happened when, as an 8-year old, I came with my dad to inspect our house which was then almost finished. When we went around the house (which was smaller than it was today), my dad noticed that the hole reserved for an exhaust fan was covered with a glass window (jalousies). The carpenters were earlier instructed to just cover it with plywood. Well, first, we have no jalousies cut for that hole. Second, the jalousies had small fingerprints on them. We suspected "duwendes" (or dwarfs) which the local folk said abounded our place. There was also a time during the house construction that our camera was knocked down from a make-shift bench without anyone touching it. Hmmm...so what about our finished house having been photographed and when the film was developed, it showed an unfinished house? Then when the house was re-photographed with a carpenter in it, the film was okay? At one time, my sister's friend who slept over in her room woke up to see a small man in a dwarf's outfit pushing the buttons of the TV in the room. This poor girl never came back to our house. My young mind accepted it is a fact that we simply had to live with these little creatures from another dimension.

Of Ghosts and Spirits

Years after having lived in our house, many ghost stories have been shared among family members and house helpers. These spirit encounters became more frequent after our house was renovated -- and blessed three times!

One personal encounter was when, at 17, I was on the phone with a friend who I didn't know has been dead for 3 days already. It was a Saturday, the day of her funeral. When I was about 24 years old, I was throwing old stuff into a metal trash bin in my upstairs room. I took fancy in burning them. As I went down the stairs, I heard the voice of my brother telling me to come upstairs quick! One of our housemaids heard the call, too. As we were half-way towards the hallway leading to our rooms upstairs, I told our housemaid to freeze. I told her, my brother was in his dormitory and not in our house. So who was that voice? We decided to go up the room an hour later to confirm my statement.

These occurrences and other weird ones went on till I got married with my wife and kids encountering the same. We moved to our own house 5 minutes away more than 10 years ago and still, even my brother who visits from the U.S. once in awhile still goes through these strange encounters. Again, we never were able to confirm through a photograph or video of the "culprits" until this year.

Here's a picture from a cellphone photograph by my daughter of her sister during one of the sleepovers we had while our house was being renovated. Notice the woman in the lower right side of the photograph. My daughter actually felt a sting in her eye when the photo was taken. She surmised this due to the "hair" of the woman who flung herself beside my daughter. The color of the "woman" is pale and seems to be asleep or "dead." There even seems to be a scar on the woman's right side of her face.


My brother told us that he has seen a woman's spirit many times in the house. Usually, in front of a mirror or looking out a window. Is this her?

Here's another picture, this time taken by me in the house of my wife's cousin in the village across ours. Notice the picture of a small female at the lower right side of the photograph. My cellphone was used for this.


We were told that the cities of Parañaque, Las Piñas and Muntinlupa traverses a kingdom of "duwendes" and that spirits are among us. Whatever the theory, the photos do not lie. I'm no expert in these things, and am not a prankster.

Believe 'em or not.

Friday, December 28, 2007

DFA ala-Divisoria

We went to the Department of Foreign Affairs (Philippines) yesterday morning (December 27, 2007) to have our passposrts renewed. We've heard raves about the faster cues in that very important department of the Philippine government (given the millions of OFWs leaving the country each year).

What greeted us was a sea of people similar to a what Divisoria looks like during the Christmas season. Whoa! Why was I not surprised? The swarms of people were actually on cue! The lines snaked through the whole street that was located at the back of the DFA building along Roxas Boulevard in Pasay City. The parking on the side street was difficult but at least there was a parking space. That's being positive.

People brought their kids along. These made things worse. Though they said there were separate lines for children and senior citizens inside the building, that didn't matter at this point. All one silly guy had to do was to shout "Sunog!" or Bomba!" and that would result in a terrible stampede maybe close to the ULTRA incident of Wowawee.

I brought my wife and two of my three kids just in case things were really smoother contrary to my suspicions. Well, after wading through the sea of humanity in a 5-minute walk to the end of the line and after 10 minutes trying to stay on line, we decided to call our travel agent and pay twice the price for an appointment to be set by our agent. We had to wait for an appointment but I guess the point of it all was to make sure I didn't put my family in danger.

I wish the good DFA Secretary, Alberto Romulo, would take time to stroll the backstreet of his office and see what the picture I included here really looks like. The picture was taken from the starting point of the line.

Let's give our people the respect and proper service that they deserve. Most of those who were there were either current OFWs or those to-be. Their contribution to the Philippine economy is tremendous and heroic.

As for me, I'll wait for my appointment. Even if that means PhP 1,800 out of my pocket, I'd rather pay up than take the risk.

Let's do a better job guys.