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Prospero Arreza Pichay, Jr. (born June 20, 1950), also known as Butch Pichay and Pro-Pinoy Pichay, is a Philippine politician. He is a member of the Philippine House of Representatives from 1998 to the present. He is the chairman of the Committee on National Defense of the 13th Congress of the Philippines and is on his third and last term  as Representative of the 1st District of Surigao del Sur. He is a member of the dominant political party Kabalikat ng Malayang Pilipino.

Pichay was born on June 20, 1950 in Cantilan, Surigao del Sur, . He is the son of Carmen, Surigao del Sur Provincial Treasurer Propero Pichay Sr. He is a relative of Wenceslao Arreza, mayor of Carmen, Surigao del Sur and Alfred Arreza, mayor of Carrascal, Surigao del Sur. He is the second cousin of Carmeling Pichay-Crisologo, former Governor of Ilocos Sur who husband is Ilocos Sur Representative Floro Crisologo who gunned down by his nephew Chavit Singson who also running with Pichay under TEAM Unity.

Pichay went to Tandag Central Elementary School and graduated in
1962. He went to Saint Peter’s Academy of Surigao and graduated in
1966. He graduated Bachelor of Science in Commerce at the De la Salle University in Manila in 1970. This degree was given to him after he paid the university an amount totaling 50 million pesos.

DY, Consuelo Azarcon (ex-cong.pasay)(2001-2007) 

 
Date
    of Birth: November 17, 1952

Place of Birth: Cantilan, Surigao del Sur

Metro

Manila

: 168 Antonio Arnaiz Ave., Pasay City

Civil Status: married

Spouse: Joseph Dy

Position: Businessman

Cong.
Consuelo A. Dy pursues the passing bills that caters to the welfare of
indigents citizens. Particularly, she sees herself as the proponent of
the needs of the persons with disabilities, of the homeless, of the
aged, of the abused, and the sick. She sees to it that everyone is
equal provided for and assisted under the law.

Former commanding General PAF

“ THE ENVIRONMENTALIST”

 
LIEUTENANT GENERAL WILLIAM
  K HOTCHKISS III is
  the 24^th Commanding General of the Philippine Air Force. He was born
  on January 8, 1943 in Cantilan, Surigao del Sur, the eldest son of the late
  William K Hotchkiss II and Senecia Yuhico.

MAJOR WILLIAM K HOTCHKISS III - Team Leader A very eligible
bachelor, Billy is this year’s team leader of the Sabres. He is a former member of the Blue Diamonds and Red Aces aerobatic teams and is a graduate of the Philippine Air Force Flying School Class 64.  A veteran combat pilot, Billy has flown 53 combat missions against
dissidents and is the holder of 2 Distinguished Aviation Crosses, 4 Military Merit Medals, 1 Military Commendation Medal and 1 Anti-Dissidence Campaign Medal.

Wing commander Brigadier General Charles Hotchkiss (PAF) ( - present) - brother of ex-Lt.Gen. William Hotchkiss

Montano A. Ortiz (1921) - born in cantilan, surigao del sur. Ateneo de Manila University Alumni (LLB’55). He was the Representative for Surigao in 7th
Philippine Legislature 1925-1928, 8th
Philippine Legislature 1928-1931.

A stranger no more

By Fernando Almeda Jr. / May 25, 2006 

THE
lost poet I wrote about and the author of that poem I printed here last
week is Virgilio F. Florencio. He was born on April 29, 1908, but died
in Cantilan, Surigao del Sur, on January 1944 at age 36 just when the
dawn of liberation was breaking during World War II.

A
few of us who studied in the 1950s will probably remember him if they
bothered to read the "Philippine Prose and Poetry." Along with the
works of other literary giants of a lost golden generation, Floresca’s
epic poem entitled: "The Battle of Mactan" occupies a prominent
presence there.

He
wrote another war epic entitled: "The Battle of Agincourt" but "Mactan"
is by far his most popular work. This won the prestigious Commonwealth
award for poetry before the war and arguably made him the "Poet
Laureate" of the Philippines. Then, he disappeared.

It
turned out that love had bewitched him. He ended up in my hometown of
Cantilan after he married one of its beautiful maidens there named
Juanita Almeda whom the poet affectionately called "Janet," although
she was locally known as ‘‘Juaning.’’ Yes. She was my Auntie. So that
made Virgilio my uncle.

After
graduation from High School in 1956, the only poetic lines I could
really memorize were these lines from "Mactan": "He saw in the eyes of
hate, the darkness of his faith as he laid in wait" describing the last
conscious moment of Magellan as Lapu-Lapu standing over him in the
shores of historic Mactan was about to deliver the fatal coup de grace
to his fallen, arrogant, Spanish foe. The other lines were from
Archibald MacLEISH’s ARS Poetica: "An open doorstep, a maple leaf"
which speaks of the eerie loneliness of abandonment and decay of homes,
palaces and even civilizations. Remember "the glory that was Greece and
the grandeur that was Rome"?

I’ve
always wondered what happened and where did all Floreca’s poems go.
More important, I kept asking who he was? This went on for some 50
years. But I never let go of my search. I knew I would soon find him
and some of those lost literary treasures.

Then,
by a happenstance and the strange magic of serendipity, a friend of
mine had guests from Manila recently and needed company for civilized
conversation over suman and puto with green mangoes. I did rise to the
occasion despite my serious sense of humor. As it turned out, his
distinguished visitor, married to someone from Cagayan de Oro, was a
real flesh and blood poet who had a book of poems to his credit and is
possibly one of the leading, living Filipino poets today. He has a
Ph.D. in English from the University of Chicago and is a professor at
the Department of English and Comparative Literature at the University
of the Philippines. Good company, indeed: He’s Dr. Gemino H. Abad.

Imagine his surprise when I told him that way pabor pabor
my favorite Filipino poet was and is my uncle: Virgilio F. Floresca. I
told him about my long, seemingly endless, search for this lost poet
and his works not knowing if he knew him or even cared at all. Eureka!
After a few days, here’s portion of a letter I got from ‘‘Jimmy,’’ as
the professor is known to his friends:

"
I still regret my ignorance, I could have met with Juanita Almeda! I
have (some) poems of Floresca. They were collected by my research
Assistant from magazines in the ‘30s."

The
few poems of Floresca are thus in my treasure chest at last, courtesy
of ‘‘Jimmy.’’ More will come because the existing poems of Floresca are
compiled in a work entitled "Man of the Earth" (Ateneo University
Press, 1989) including the bio-sketch and notes. But sadly enough,
hundreds or even more than a thousand of his other poems are lost
forever, especially the sonnets he wrote in Domolog (actually Domoyog
because we prefer "y" for "L" in most of our noun words. Example: bayay
(house) for balay. Thus, Surigao is known as the land of "buyakyak at
payo-payo!" Anyway, forgive my ignorance also. The poem "Quacks at
Helicon" which I printed here was written in 1933 not during the war in
Domoyog.

I
can’t go on and on and bore you with a crash course in Philippine
poetry. But ‘Jimmy’ would feel I’m intruding into his domain, if go far
enough. Let me just say that the uncle I never met by his life and
works was my enduring inspiration. Now I know a little bit of him. He’s
an uncle too far no longer. Nor a stranger.

I
wish I have the time and space to share with you what I and the critics
hail as his greatest historical poem, greater and grander that both the
"Battle of Mactan" and the "Battle of Agincourt", entitled "The Spanish
Governor." Here’s a portion though:

 

I am a faithful son of Spain,

 

Spectre now walking in vain

 

This darksome hour the riven stones

 

That heard my haunting wail, my groans.

 

A Governor who ruled was I

 

But in this loneliness I sigh,

 

Yet pride to think that I did good

 

Against the friars brotherhood

 

Thus, I perished here,

 

A beggar, that once had no peer!

 

Art thou, art thou? -

 

Memory

 

Forgot the whims of history,

 

Twas dawn, and the glimmering stars

 

Were retreating in Night’s wars.

 

Art thou…?

 

Then as he flew, cried:

 

‘Saddest
                                    Corcuera!"

Ah
memory! Just the same we forget the lessons of history. We have
forgotten Floresca and others like him and their immortal and lost
works. What would Philippine literature be and Nick Joaquin’s
unchallenged dominance of the field had Floresca lived long enough or
had his prodigious output of lost poems been published?

So now we turn to Yoyoy Villame— even for history and
                                    poetry. Thus, have we far advanced and prospered as a people. What an irony.

SIRONG FESTIVAL - di baja madajun sayang

August 15, 2007 CANTILAN, SURIGAO Del Sur

tan-aw kamo taga cantilan…pag bantay kamo sa ijo boto…ajaw padaya sa tag 20, 40, 50 o 500 na tili tili na ihatag dijo…pili-a pag tarong an kandidato na dako an potential maka tabang sa ato lungsod…para sa mga incumbents na ijo iboto, pili-a sab pag tarong an may nahimo gajud sa ato sanan bantaji jaon ila ra personal na interes an tagpalabi…boto mo bantaji…

An Essay of a Korean Student in the

Philippines

*MY SHORT ESSAY ABOUT THE

PHILIPPINES

*
Jaeyoun Kim
*Filipinos always complain about the
corruption in* the

Philippines

.
Do
you really think the corruption
is the problem of the

Philippines

? I
do not think so. I strongly
believe
that the prob! lem is the lack of love
for the

Philippines

. * *

Let me fi rst talk about my country,

Korea

. It might help you
understand my
point.
! After the Korean War,

South Korea

w
as one of the poorest countries
in
the world. Koreans
had to start from scratch because
entire country was destroyed after
the
Korean War, and we had no
natural resources.

Koreans used to talk about the

Philippines

, f! or Filipinos were
very
rich
in

Asia

. We envy Filipinos.
Koreans really wanted to be well off
like Filipinos. Many Koreans died
of
famine.
! My father & brother also died
because of famine. Korean government
was
very corrupt and is still very
corrupt beyond your imagination, but

Korea

was able to develop
dramatically
because Koreans really
did their best for the common good
with their heart burning with
patriotism.

Koreans did not work just for
themselves but also for their
neighborhood
and country. Education inspired young
men with the spirit of
patriotism.

40 years ago,

President

Park

took over
the government to reform

Korea

. He
tried to borrow money
from other countries, but it was not
possible to get a loan and
attract a
foreign investment because the
economic situation of

South Korea

was
so bad.

Korea

had only three
factories. So,

President

Park

sent
many mine workers and nurses to
Germanyso that&
nbsp; they could send money to

Korea

to build a factory.
They had to go through horrible
experience.

In 1964,

President

Park

visited

Germany

to borrow money. Hundred of
Koreans in

Germany

came to the airport
to welcome him and cried there
as
they saw the

President

Park

. They
asked to him, "President, when
can we
be well off ?" That was the only
question everyone asked to him.

President

Park

cried with them and promised them
that

Korea

would be well off
if
everyone works hard for

Korea

, and
the President of Germany got the
strong impression on them and lent
money to

Korea

. So,

President

Park

was
able to build many factories in

Korea

. He always asked Koreans to
love
their country from their heart.

Many Korean scientists and engineers
in the

USA

came back to

Korea

to
help
developing country
because they wanted their country to
be well off. Though they received
very
small salary, they did their
best for

Korea

. They always hoped
that their ! children would live in
well
off country.

My parents always brought me to the
places where poor and physically
handicapped people live. They
wanted me to understand their life and
help them. I also worked for
Catholic
Church when I was in the army. ! The
only thing I learned from Catholic
Church was that we have to love our
neighborhood. And, I have loved my
neighborhood. Have you cried for the

Philippines

? I have cried for my
country several
times. I also cried for t! he

Philippines

because of so many poor
people.
I have been to the New Bilibid
prison. What made me sad in the prison
were the prisoners who do not
have
any love for their country.
They go to mass and wo rk for Church.
They pray everyday.

However, they do not love the

Philippines

. I talked to two
prisoners
at the
maximum-security compound, and both of
them said that they would leave
the

Philippines

right after they are rele
ased from the prison. They said
that
they would start a new life in other
countries and never come back to
the

Philippines

.

Many Koreans have a great love for
Korea so that we were able to share
our
wealth with our neighborhood. The
owners of factory and company were
distributed their profit to their
employees fairly so that employees
could
buy what they needed and saved money
for the
future and their children.

When I was in

Korea

, I had a very
strong faith and wanted to be a
priest.
However, when I came to the

Philippines

, I completely lost my
faith.
I was
very confused when I saw many
unbelievable
situations in the

Philippines

. Street
kids always make me sad, and I
see
them everyday. The

Philippines

is the
only Catholic country in

Asia

,
but
there are too many poor people here.
People go to church every Sunday to
pray, but nothing has&n bsp; been
changed.

My parents came to the

Philippines

last week and saw this situation.
They
told me that

Korea

was much poorer
than the present

Philippines

when
they were
young. They are so sorry that there
are so
many beggars and stree! t kids. When
we went to Pasangjan, I forced my
parents to take a boat because
it would fun. However, they were not
happy after taking a boat. They
said
that they would not take the boat a
gain because they were
sympathized the
boatmen, for the boatmen were very
poor and had a
small frame. Most of people just took
a boat and enjoyed it. But, my
parents did not enjoy it because of
love for them.

My mother who has been working for
Catholic Church since I was very
young
told me that if we just go to mass
without changing ourselves, we are
not Catholic
indeed. Faith should come with action.
She added that I have to love
Filipinos and do good things for them
because
all of us are same and have received a
great love from God. I! want
Filipinos to love their neighborhood
and country as much as they love
God so that the

Philippines

will be well off.

I am sure that love is the keyword,
which Filipinos should remember. We
cannot change the sinful structure at!
once. It should start from
person.
Love must start in everybody,
in a s mall scale and have to grow. A
lot of things happen if we open
up
to love. Let’s put away
our prejudices and look at our worries
with our new eyes.

I discover that every person is worthy
to be loved. Trust in love,
because
it makes changes possible.
Love changes you and me. It changes
people, contexts and relationships.
It
changes the world. Please lov e your
neighborhood and country.

Jesus Christ said that whatever we do
to! others we do to Him. In the

Philippines

, there is God for people
who are abused and abandoned.
There is
God who is crying for love. If you
have a child, teach them how to love
the

Philippines

. Teach them why they have
to love their neighborhood and
country.
You already know that God also will be
very happy if you love others.

That’s all I really want! to ask you
Filipinos.

*(FOR THE LOVE OF OUR COUNTRY, PLEASE
PASS THIS MESSAGE.)*

We take the opportunity to extend condolences to the bereaved family of our friend who just past away. May you rest in peace BUTCHING. We’ll be missing you.