Remembering Manny

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July 30, 2008, 4:38 am | Edit this

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In memory of Nong Manny De Asis

..it’s 11:05 and just as I have finished writing this poem for Nong Manny, I was disturbed by a text from Nong Chrency telling the group to continue praying for him. So, I paused for while and prayed. I haven’t finished reciting my prayer when I suddenly heard my phone beeped again and this time, it’s from Nong Chrency again, telling us that Nong Manny didn’t make it. I cried. He’s too young to die.. he has so many plans for his children. The last time I saw him was when I was at the farm checking our ruined badminton court caused by typhoon “Frank”. He was with his third son, Matt when he arrived, checking also our second home.. the Atiatihan Badminton Court. He was so eager to play badminton but the sadness in his eyes dominated his entire facial expression. “Paano na lang daw ang mga poker pips?” he smiled and chuckled that despite what happened to the court, naiisip pa rin niya ang badminton at poker. His world revolved around with the people he loves.. his family and friends.. and of course, the love for badminton and poker.

       Nong Manny has been a good friend to us.. though at times, we were disturbed by his interruption between our games when he would just appear inside the court and offer his unsolicited advise about how to execute the shots correctly.. (Harun eoman si Nong Manny with his fancy moves and deceiving shots)

       Nong Manny has his own distinctive badminton fashion style.. We hardly see him wearing badminton shorts. Instead, he always wear jogging pants without t-shirt or a plain white sando which he thinks very comfortable for him when playing. He’s been our team leader for the Red Feather Shuttlers during our team-tie competition and just recently, we were declared champion. I can see the look on his face how happy he was. It was an achievement for him being the man on the lead.  I can still recall the time when he asked me for a favor to write a welcome speech for his eldest daughter Shayne for her Moving Up Exercises in Aklan College. I never hesitated and worked on it instantly. He was so happy the next day when Shayne had memorized the speech I gave him and thanked me.. To quote his words, he told me, “Riz, salamat sa paggawa mo ng speech para kay Shayne. Madali niyang na-memorize yun. Matalino kasi yung anak ko, buti na lang hindi nagmana sa akin”.. I told him, “Nong Manny, buti lang talaga di nagmana si shayne sayo no?” and then we both ended up laughing. He even requested me to look for declamation pieces for Shayne for he wants her daughter to join in the declamation contest in the near future.

       Nong Manny was good father to his children. Pag naglambing mga anak niya, kahit kating-kati na mga paa niya sa paglalaro ng badminton at kahit mga kamay niya namamanhid dahil di nakakahawak ng poker chips, di talaga umaalis ng bahay yan.. He’s also a loving husband to his wife. Siguro bumabawi dahil sa pag-iintindi sa kanya sa mga gabing wala siya sa bahay nila. He’s also a good friend to all of us. Lagi lang nakatawa na parang walang problema sa buhay. Nakukuha niya pang tumawa kahit minsan, nahihirapan na.  And now, he’s gone. Wala nang mangungulit sa amin. Wala na

kaming makikita na nagsusuot ng jogging pants na walang tshirt habang naglalaro ng badminton. Wala na ring magyaya ng poker sa kalagitnaan ng tahimik na gabi. Nakaka-miss ang higad.. Higad kasi ang tawag ni Sandy sa kanya.. He left us with so many memories to cherish and treasure. He’s been a brother and a friend to me. A “brother” in every sense of the word. Kapatid. ‘yun ang lagi niyang sinasabi. I hope one day, one of his children will follow what he started and will continue his dreams of reaching into the finals for badminton games. Yun na lang kasi di pa niya nararanasan, ang mag-champion sa level C.

         Nong Manny, wherever you are, just go with the light. We will always remember the happy times we spent together as one family in Atiatihan Badminton Club. For sure, we will miss you.. Medyo nauna ka lang sa amin pero lahat tayo magkikita-kita din sa huli. Pakisabi ke San Pedro na i-assign ka niya sa mas malaking lugar kung saan pwede ka mag-request ng badminton court. Yayain mo na rin ang mga angels diyan to play poker with you para di ka malungkot.. Wag ka mag-alala, Nong Manny, di namin pababayaan ang mag-ina mo.. Maghahanap pa din ako ng declamation piece para kay Shayne.   

           May your soul rest in peace. Amen. +

We will Miss You, Manoy! Rest in Peace with thy God’s Embrace +

Para kay Nong Manny (tag pagbisita namon kana sa ICU it Provincial Hospital)

July 30, 2008, 4:19 am | Edit this
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Raze m. Ignacio

26 july 2008

09:45 pm

Hay,alin eon?

Bangon dikaron nong..

Kapangaean mo baea si Pacman?

Uwa’t laban nga inde pag-atrasan..

Baskuga ing buot

Ag suk-ean si kamatayan

Pangayo it bulig sa Kusog nga Ginhalinan

Iya kami gatao it suporta

sa among pagpangamuyo,

imong kaeuwasan, among ginapangayo..

Inde magpaeu-ya, di gid magpabaya

Ro imong pamilya, ikaw ginapalangga

Piniinuha ro imong mga unga

Imong asawa, ikaw eang pirme ginauna..

Ayaw gid magbuhi sa imong ginhawa

Ro imong pagmayad, duyon kamon makapasadya..

Manoy..

Kaya mo ron..

Ro tunog it poker chips, ikaw pagapukawon,

Ro poker table hato, haum eon.

Ro mizuno nga sapatos, ready eon suksukon

Biskan uwa kita it court, mahampang ta gihapon..

Siin mo ginbutang ing racket?

Agud sa pagpa-gut ag pag-ilis it grip..

Bangon eon dikaron,

May team-tie pa kitang paaeabuton..

Team leader ka pa baea namon,

Dasigang pamayad, red feather shuttlers eoman do
ma-champion..

Manoy,

Mahae ka namon..

Kaya mo ron.. kaya mo ron..