12/29/2016
Today I stand with gratefulness to God for health, richness, success. looking forward to the tunnel of the future, I feel the nostalgic yearning of yesterday...
Thursday, December 29, 2016
Tuesday, November 22, 2016
Reflection
(A Reflection)
Brother, it is a starless night;
Patawag river flows to the sea.
Dawn appears to stir the human might;
Carabao is waiting in the lea.
The friendly breeze whispers goodbye;
My heart oozes with forgiveness.
Waving cogon hums a lullaby;
The Family is filled with sadness.
If I hurt you, dearest brother,
It is because of my true love
So heed well as you meander
Not forgetting The One above.
You left yet with the fulfilled mission
Your children's goldmine to unleash
Forgiven for the commission.
Home to roost brother, rest in peace!
Note: After the demise of her only brother, this poem was
written on the humane quality of Evangeline that no
other has captured save this writer who was with
her as the best half and partner for over 42 years
in the calm and rough waters on the journey of togetherness.
Addendum: July 12, 2021, is the 7th Death Anniversary of Brod Boy Caermare.
Patawag river flows to the sea.
Dawn appears to stir the human might;
Carabao is waiting in the lea.
The friendly breeze whispers goodbye;
My heart oozes with forgiveness.
Waving cogon hums a lullaby;
The Family is filled with sadness.
If I hurt you, dearest brother,
It is because of my true love
So heed well as you meander
Not forgetting The One above.
You left yet with the fulfilled mission
Your children's goldmine to unleash
Forgiven for the commission.
Home to roost brother, rest in peace!
Note: After the demise of her only brother, this poem was
written on the humane quality of Evangeline that no
other has captured save this writer who was with
her as the best half and partner for over 42 years
in the calm and rough waters on the journey of togetherness.
Addendum: July 12, 2021, is the 7th Death Anniversary of Brod Boy Caermare.
Tuesday, November 01, 2016
Rhapsody of Memories/Evangeline
Evangeline: The Belle of Labason
The sandy beach of Labason
Where her father's fishing boat moored
Now it's a nostalgic vision
Of seashells and seaweeds she adored.
She used to play and like to bath
While friendly waves rolled all day long
Life was carefree and without wrath
Until the deep sound of the gong.
These are memories on the shores:
The gentle kiss of waves; lone seagull
Making the sound she adores,
A melody that leads her to lull.
She always stepped forward to help
She labored hard for dire duty sake,
With a love of family and self
Pondering whatever she can take.
That's the demure Evangeline
A poem of love and dignity
Her service charmed both foe and friend
And she loved anonymity.
In this life of laughter and tears
Of blessing and amazing grace
With God's pure love to vanish fears
On Mary Hill at rest in peace!
(N.B.) Evangeline Rueles Magallanes Caermare Trabanca
Birthplace: Liloy, Zamboanga del Norte, Philippines
Born into Life: March 3, 1940 Philippines
Born into Eternal Life: Nov,.29, 2015 U,S,A.
The sandy beach of Labason
Where her father's fishing boat moored
Now it's a nostalgic vision
Of seashells and seaweeds she adored.
She used to play and like to bath
While friendly waves rolled all day long
Life was carefree and without wrath
Until the deep sound of the gong.
These are memories on the shores:
The gentle kiss of waves; lone seagull
Making the sound she adores,
A melody that leads her to lull.
She always stepped forward to help
She labored hard for dire duty sake,
With a love of family and self
Pondering whatever she can take.
That's the demure Evangeline
A poem of love and dignity
Her service charmed both foe and friend
And she loved anonymity.
In this life of laughter and tears
Of blessing and amazing grace
With God's pure love to vanish fears
On Mary Hill at rest in peace!
(N.B.) Evangeline Rueles Magallanes Caermare Trabanca
Birthplace: Liloy, Zamboanga del Norte, Philippines
Born into Life: March 3, 1940 Philippines
Born into Eternal Life: Nov,.29, 2015 U,S,A.
Education: Labason Central Elementary School, Labason, ZDN, Phil
High School: Ferrer High School, Labason, ZDN, Phil (Valedictorian)
College: RN - San Pedro Hospital School of Nursing, Davao City, Phil
BSN - Far Eastern University, Manila, Phil
Marital Status: Married to Gregory Intas Alcala Caponong Trabanca
Employment: Phil- District Nurse, ZDN Public Schools, Dipolog City, Phil
US - Labor & Delivery Reg. Nurse, Norwegian American Hospital, Chicago, IL
High School: Ferrer High School, Labason, ZDN, Phil (Valedictorian)
College: RN - San Pedro Hospital School of Nursing, Davao City, Phil
BSN - Far Eastern University, Manila, Phil
Marital Status: Married to Gregory Intas Alcala Caponong Trabanca
Employment: Phil- District Nurse, ZDN Public Schools, Dipolog City, Phil
US - Labor & Delivery Reg. Nurse, Norwegian American Hospital, Chicago, IL
Tuesday, October 18, 2016
Feast of St. Luke, Evangelist (10/18/16)
Luke, The Evangelist
Today, one of the most important figures of the Primitive Church is remembered - Luke the Evangelist. The following facts tell us why:
1. Luke singlehandedly wrote a quarter of the New Testament. The first is a gospel about the story of Jesus and the second, on the Acts of the Apostle which is about the Infant Church as a distinct phase of salvation history.
2. Luke on his gospel emphasizes on how Jesus is caring and tender toward the poor and the lowly, the outcast, the sinner and the afflicted, those who recognize their dependence on God. No evangelist is more concerned with the mercy and compassion of Jesus with the role of the Spirit in the life of Jesus and of the Christian disciples, with the importance of prayer, with Jesus' concern for women.
3. Luke was at times a close and faithful collaborator of Paul, who calls him "the beloved physician" (Col 4:14)
4. Luke was highly literate both in the Old Testament and in Hellenistic Greek writings. He wrote mostly for Gentile Christians and the whole Church at large. ( The Bible Diary 2016)
Today, one of the most important figures of the Primitive Church is remembered - Luke the Evangelist. The following facts tell us why:
1. Luke singlehandedly wrote a quarter of the New Testament. The first is a gospel about the story of Jesus and the second, on the Acts of the Apostle which is about the Infant Church as a distinct phase of salvation history.
2. Luke on his gospel emphasizes on how Jesus is caring and tender toward the poor and the lowly, the outcast, the sinner and the afflicted, those who recognize their dependence on God. No evangelist is more concerned with the mercy and compassion of Jesus with the role of the Spirit in the life of Jesus and of the Christian disciples, with the importance of prayer, with Jesus' concern for women.
3. Luke was at times a close and faithful collaborator of Paul, who calls him "the beloved physician" (Col 4:14)
4. Luke was highly literate both in the Old Testament and in Hellenistic Greek writings. He wrote mostly for Gentile Christians and the whole Church at large. ( The Bible Diary 2016)
Thursday, October 06, 2016
The Beauty of Life
Memories
We always hear and read that Life is what we make it. That is the beauty of Life . You have the control on what you are going to do. You got the ball of decision in your hands. Are you going to shoot that ball or pass it to the player that has the strategic position and the goal is a given?
The world is in chaos, in a mess because of selfishness and sharing is wanting. We are created to be loved and things are created to be used. But what is true is the contrary. People are being used and things are being loved. We become selfish. We love the things that money could buy. Competition is keen. Love of the Source of Life and its beauty is taken for granted. The race is on for fame, power and hubris.
Then, the blame ! We forget the Source of our very existence. We are no longer aware of the beauty of the night that turns into a blossoming dawn, of friends that turn into a family, of dreams that turn into reality
We should never blame anybody that crossed our path. We must know that the good ones showered us happiness to be grateful with, the bad ones offered us experiences to heed, the worst ones gave us lessons to bear, and the best ones gave us the memories to cherish and to share.
And memories are flowers that bloom in the garden of our today, permeating our hours with fragrance enveloping us with the joy of the beauty of living.
We always hear and read that Life is what we make it. That is the beauty of Life . You have the control on what you are going to do. You got the ball of decision in your hands. Are you going to shoot that ball or pass it to the player that has the strategic position and the goal is a given?
The world is in chaos, in a mess because of selfishness and sharing is wanting. We are created to be loved and things are created to be used. But what is true is the contrary. People are being used and things are being loved. We become selfish. We love the things that money could buy. Competition is keen. Love of the Source of Life and its beauty is taken for granted. The race is on for fame, power and hubris.
Then, the blame ! We forget the Source of our very existence. We are no longer aware of the beauty of the night that turns into a blossoming dawn, of friends that turn into a family, of dreams that turn into reality
We should never blame anybody that crossed our path. We must know that the good ones showered us happiness to be grateful with, the bad ones offered us experiences to heed, the worst ones gave us lessons to bear, and the best ones gave us the memories to cherish and to share.
And memories are flowers that bloom in the garden of our today, permeating our hours with fragrance enveloping us with the joy of the beauty of living.
Monday, August 15, 2016
Balud sa Kapalaran (Wave of Fate)
Balud Sa Kapalaran (Wave of Fate )
A Visayan Song: Sung by Max Surban with his guitar.
(Lyric's English translation of Greg In. Trabanca)
Balud sa kapalaran hunong na, sa imo kanakong pagdagmal.
(Wave of fate please stop your torments upon me )
Nalisang ako nga ibanlas sa baybayon sa mga timawa ug alaut.
(Horrified, I am that you'll thrash me to the shore, to the poor and miserable)
Pagkabangis gayud intawon sa akong gidangatan
(Fiercely harrowing is the fate I have encountered )
Laos na king paglaum, bun-og na king kalag.
(Archaic is my hope, injured is my soul.)
Wa' nay lain nga ako pang kadangpan
(No other place where I could take refuge )
O balud sa palad ko, hunong na intawon, o hunong na.
(O wave of my destiny, please really stop, o just stop. )
A Visayan Song: Sung by Max Surban with his guitar.
(Lyric's English translation of Greg In. Trabanca)
Balud sa kapalaran hunong na, sa imo kanakong pagdagmal.
(Wave of fate please stop your torments upon me )
Nalisang ako nga ibanlas sa baybayon sa mga timawa ug alaut.
(Horrified, I am that you'll thrash me to the shore, to the poor and miserable)
Pagkabangis gayud intawon sa akong gidangatan
(Fiercely harrowing is the fate I have encountered )
Laos na king paglaum, bun-og na king kalag.
(Archaic is my hope, injured is my soul.)
Wa' nay lain nga ako pang kadangpan
(No other place where I could take refuge )
O balud sa palad ko, hunong na intawon, o hunong na.
(O wave of my destiny, please really stop, o just stop. )
Wednesday, May 25, 2016
A Mayor Turns President
The Chosen One
The very short stay in the Seminary was very pivotal in the sense that those limited days were comparable to an Associate's degree. This was augmented by the readings of the life of Thomas Merton, an intelligent Trappist monk (priest) which caught my attention and struck me with fervor about being a genuine priest; who then, became instrumental to the reflection of my interior life and its meaning leading me to the path of contemplation. And at this juncture, was the so-called, unbridled freedom, outside the seminary.
I remembered when asked why I was going out of the seminary? I said, "many were called but few were chosen". This echoed in my mind as I watched the activities of the newly elected president of the Philippines, Rodrigo Roa Duterte.
This guy was chosen. Why? Imagine with no solid political party support, just enough campaign money, not accepting contributions from businessmen ( in order not to incur the debt of gratitude), he launched his candidacy on a platform of past performances as a lawyer, prosecutor, mayor of a city and his wisdom on the profound need of the moment - CHANGE. That is the elimination of illegal drugs, curbing criminality, and restraining corruption plus his sincere love of his country and countrymen.
These 3 words: drugs, criminality, and corruption were inculcated in the voters' minds and rang loudly in their ears. The voters got the picture. And Duterte seized the opportunity of the moment. Candidates of the opposing parties were bent on discussing issues on economics, making the country great, and so on and so forth...but how can you turn the wheel of progress to make the country great when users, sellers, and producers of illegal drugs are unrestrained and have penetrated the government and private offices, departments, the prisons. Criminality is rampant. There's a problem of peace and order. People are slowly losing hope in the government. Then corruptions creep in every nook and cranny of departments.
Duterte's example of the city of Davao as a mayor is sufficient to convince the voters, with of course his sincerity, his humbleness, his down-to-earth charisma, his pedestrian lingo and street smart experience, his jokes buttressed with his fearlessness in the performance of his duties in consonance with the aegis and mandate of the constitution. That he is willing to give his life for the sake of his country and people. Meanwhile, the opposing candidates shoulder questionable issues. He has a formidable advantage.
Past presidents were not able to curb the rampant evil activities in the government but this 16th president like Abraham of the Bible, who pleaded with God to save Sodom and Gomorrah, listened to his countrymen for their clamor of change. The rest is history. The election gave him an overwhelming victory, but even before his taking of Oath of Office, the losing candidates were busy burning their midnight candles to do research works to smear his popular name. They found nothing. The voters were with him to hell or high water.
Riding the rough ride, the tough-talking mayor, dubbed as The Punisher, The Dirty Harry of Davao City rode on his Harvey big bike with a smile as the sun rose on Mindanao's bald forests, south of imperial Manila singing his favorite in his native tongue, " Balud sa kapalaran hunong na sa imo kanakong pagdagmal. Nalisang ako nga ibanlas sa baybayon, sa mga timawa ug alaut. ( Wave of fate please stop your torments upon me. I'm horrified that you'll thrash me to the shore, to the poor and miserable )
Meanwhile, the mountains and the seas in unison permeated the air with his other favorite, Josh Groban's "You Raise Me Up".
"When I am down, and, oh, my soul, so weary. When troubles come, and my heart burdened be, Then, I am still and wait here in the silence, Until you come and sit awhile with me.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains. You raise me up to walk on stormy seas.
I am strong when I am on your shoulders, You raise me up to more than I can be."
People of the Philippines from Aparri to Jolo and overseas, let's raise him up to more than he can be - the 16th president of the Philippines, Mayor Rodrigo Roa Duterte, The Chosen One!
As the WAVES of CHANGE are rolling upon the shores of our beloved country. Digong and Bato need your prayers that God will sit with them in the silence of their hearts to raise them up so they can valiantly stand on the mountain of hope with their promise of the elimination of illegal drugs, of maintaining peace & order, of improving health programs, of enhancing socio-economic prosperity through the curbing of corruptions, so they can walk without sinking on the stormy seas of criticisms despite the naysayers.
(Greg In Trabanca)
Schools attended:
Elementary:
The very short stay in the Seminary was very pivotal in the sense that those limited days were comparable to an Associate's degree. This was augmented by the readings of the life of Thomas Merton, an intelligent Trappist monk (priest) which caught my attention and struck me with fervor about being a genuine priest; who then, became instrumental to the reflection of my interior life and its meaning leading me to the path of contemplation. And at this juncture, was the so-called, unbridled freedom, outside the seminary.
I remembered when asked why I was going out of the seminary? I said, "many were called but few were chosen". This echoed in my mind as I watched the activities of the newly elected president of the Philippines, Rodrigo Roa Duterte.
This guy was chosen. Why? Imagine with no solid political party support, just enough campaign money, not accepting contributions from businessmen ( in order not to incur the debt of gratitude), he launched his candidacy on a platform of past performances as a lawyer, prosecutor, mayor of a city and his wisdom on the profound need of the moment - CHANGE. That is the elimination of illegal drugs, curbing criminality, and restraining corruption plus his sincere love of his country and countrymen.
These 3 words: drugs, criminality, and corruption were inculcated in the voters' minds and rang loudly in their ears. The voters got the picture. And Duterte seized the opportunity of the moment. Candidates of the opposing parties were bent on discussing issues on economics, making the country great, and so on and so forth...but how can you turn the wheel of progress to make the country great when users, sellers, and producers of illegal drugs are unrestrained and have penetrated the government and private offices, departments, the prisons. Criminality is rampant. There's a problem of peace and order. People are slowly losing hope in the government. Then corruptions creep in every nook and cranny of departments.
Duterte's example of the city of Davao as a mayor is sufficient to convince the voters, with of course his sincerity, his humbleness, his down-to-earth charisma, his pedestrian lingo and street smart experience, his jokes buttressed with his fearlessness in the performance of his duties in consonance with the aegis and mandate of the constitution. That he is willing to give his life for the sake of his country and people. Meanwhile, the opposing candidates shoulder questionable issues. He has a formidable advantage.
Past presidents were not able to curb the rampant evil activities in the government but this 16th president like Abraham of the Bible, who pleaded with God to save Sodom and Gomorrah, listened to his countrymen for their clamor of change. The rest is history. The election gave him an overwhelming victory, but even before his taking of Oath of Office, the losing candidates were busy burning their midnight candles to do research works to smear his popular name. They found nothing. The voters were with him to hell or high water.
Riding the rough ride, the tough-talking mayor, dubbed as The Punisher, The Dirty Harry of Davao City rode on his Harvey big bike with a smile as the sun rose on Mindanao's bald forests, south of imperial Manila singing his favorite in his native tongue, " Balud sa kapalaran hunong na sa imo kanakong pagdagmal. Nalisang ako nga ibanlas sa baybayon, sa mga timawa ug alaut. ( Wave of fate please stop your torments upon me. I'm horrified that you'll thrash me to the shore, to the poor and miserable )
Meanwhile, the mountains and the seas in unison permeated the air with his other favorite, Josh Groban's "You Raise Me Up".
"When I am down, and, oh, my soul, so weary. When troubles come, and my heart burdened be, Then, I am still and wait here in the silence, Until you come and sit awhile with me.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains. You raise me up to walk on stormy seas.
I am strong when I am on your shoulders, You raise me up to more than I can be."
People of the Philippines from Aparri to Jolo and overseas, let's raise him up to more than he can be - the 16th president of the Philippines, Mayor Rodrigo Roa Duterte, The Chosen One!
As the WAVES of CHANGE are rolling upon the shores of our beloved country. Digong and Bato need your prayers that God will sit with them in the silence of their hearts to raise them up so they can valiantly stand on the mountain of hope with their promise of the elimination of illegal drugs, of maintaining peace & order, of improving health programs, of enhancing socio-economic prosperity through the curbing of corruptions, so they can walk without sinking on the stormy seas of criticisms despite the naysayers.
(Greg In Trabanca)
Schools attended:
Elementary:
Labason Central Elementary School (Honor student)
High School:
Ferrer High School, Labason, ZDN, Philippines ( 1st yr-3rd /Junior yr -Honor student)
Ateneo de Zamboanga, Zamboanga City, Phil (4th/senior yr/Night) Salutatorian)
College:
Andres Bonifacio College, Dipolog City, Philippines
Zamboanga AE Colleges, Zamboanga City, Philippines (AB/BSE, Major-History, Minor- English)
Ferrer High School, Labason, ZDN, Philippines ( 1st yr-3rd /Junior yr -Honor student)
Ateneo de Zamboanga, Zamboanga City, Phil (4th/senior yr/Night) Salutatorian)
College:
Andres Bonifacio College, Dipolog City, Philippines
Zamboanga AE Colleges, Zamboanga City, Philippines (AB/BSE, Major-History, Minor- English)
Saturday, May 14, 2016
Song of the South
Heal the Wound
Dear country: it is now morning
He has awakened from his flight.
Our dear son is gladly coming
To restore us from our dire plight.
Our fond hope from disunity
Is a man of deliverance
To topple the high and mighty;
With joy, we welcome his entrance.
Out of the troubled Southern sea
Comes one of the living heroes
Undaunted and ever ready
To safeguard our shores from the foes.
This man came for the dear land sake
Inquest for genuine freedom.
Peoples' clamor he has to take
This man of action and wisdom.
Now is the time to heal the wound
And restore true peace and order.
Let not the monkeys dance around
As we stand shoulder to shoulder.
(N.B.) I was inspired to write this poem due to the landslide victory
of the 16th President, Rodrigo Roa Duterte; much more
that he is the first President from my birth island of Mindanao
( popularly called " the Land of Promise ".) DU30 is: " program, action,
delivery with the signature promise of making the Philippines great and from the looks of it, it's making waves.
Bridge of Love, A Sonnet
In our life's odyssey, there's gloom
But there's albeit that rising sun.
Varied flowers in summer bloom
Joy appears when a chore is done.
Let's mull over our adversity
Ponder our end for our action
That in life there's eternity;
A bridge of love: our mission.
This bridge must be built very strong
Must brave the fiercest of weather;
A testament that we were not wrong.
So guys let us get together
In constructing a bridge of love
That will connect us forever.
(Note:) Peace is attainable through mutual understanding, love, and honesty.
Greg In. Trabanca
Thursday, February 25, 2016
Evangeline: A Memory
Out of the mire of lovely past
Mirthful surface in memory.
Our fun and frolic never last
As long as you are close to me.
Happy geese hover up above
Where you rest far from family.
Your cuddles remind us of love
Driving distress and scorn away.
Problems may flood our little world,
Discontentment carpets our ground;
We will stand triumphant and bold
Because you are always around.
Then Spring arrives with rain and shower,
While Summer sun readily smile;
Your tender love is forever
And Winter can come to beguile.
Out of the mire of lovely past
Mirthful surface in memory.
Our fun and frolic never last
As long as you are close to me.
Happy geese hover up above
Where you rest far from family.
Your cuddles remind us of love
Driving distress and scorn away.
Problems may flood our little world,
Discontentment carpets our ground;
We will stand triumphant and bold
Because you are always around.
Then Spring arrives with rain and shower,
While Summer sun readily smile;
Your tender love is forever
And Winter can come to beguile.
Wednesday, February 10, 2016
Evangeline's Story
The Story of Evangeline
In the tranquility of silence, there is the calmness
that impels us to seek our life partners and friends
shoulders to cry on through prose and poetry.
Evangeline brought life and light into my life.
(Gleaned from the intimate conversation and keen observation)
Evangeline brought life and light into my life.
(Gleaned from the intimate conversation and keen observation)
(Greg Intas Trabanca )
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From lovely Liloy's clay dirt road
To Labason town of fish-fraught shore
Came a lass with the wisdom to load
Whose smile was never seen before?
From lovely Liloy's clay dirt road
To Labason town of fish-fraught shore
Came a lass with the wisdom to load
Whose smile was never seen before?
To prove the dream of her father
In the world of reality.
She has to muster and gather
The rose garden of industry.
She crisscrossed paths on health service;
While Manila's school was tempting
And States hospital's edifice
Were mainly open to asking.
Love is like a flower garden
That needs water and tender care;
Therefore don't be really sudden
At the time of this love affair.
Cupid's dart hit a clean target;
Dipolog: 29th of May.
In San Francisco don't forget,
"To Alma's sis, you have to stay".
The wedding cake she had to leave;
And off to the Windy City.
Mommy Armea can't believe
that she drowned herself in self-pity.
Norwegian Hospital was near.
Employment waiting: over two months.
Labor and delivery sans fear;
Whatever work was what she wants.
Bishop Zafra's unexpected knock
Sent Eve with her pretty baby boy
To open the door and was shocked
Yet kissed the Bishop's ring with joy.
Days of toil and hard work rolled by;
Then loomed the American dream.
And she was overwhelmed with "why"?
Yet she had to live in that realm.
Lived life as a gift wrapped with love;
Tied with a ribbon of mystery.
Good friends are blessings from above
Like clean air - a necessity.
Eve's attitude of constancy
Greatly helped her sisters and brother
Have professions and were lucky
Not asunder but together.
Neil and Ted joined the survival fray
With their piano and accordion
Weekends were for lessons and play
But not on their expectation.
Vacation is such therapy.
Onondaga cave spells wonder.
Longwood Garden has its beauty;
Florida with its space center.
The Sears Tower of Chicago
And the Twin Towers of New York
Are narratives of long ago
That could be erased in one stroke.
Worth telling was Eve's lifetime trip
To Italy, Spain, and Europe.
On Carnival Liberty's ship
At the Vatican, she missed the Pope.
In this day and age, you wonder
All about love and forgiveness.
Loneliness is not forever;
And there is light in our darkness.
Her thoughts reverberated back home
As she performed her daily chore.
Memories of places they roam;
Of waves leaving their foams ashore.
And all the loves she left behind
That sent murmur on life's brevity.
Yet consoled and nothing to pine
'Cause Life has its eternity.
Long, long after in time and space
Evangeline's name: a whisper
Her story in the sky to gaze
In our hearts remain forever.
(N.B.) Evangeline Rueles, Magallanes, Caermare, Trabanca, RN, BSN
Birthplace: Liloy, Zamboanga del Norte, Philippines
Born into Life: March 3, 1940, Born into Eternal life: Nov. 29, 2015
Education: Elementary: Labason Central Elementary School, Labason, ZDN, Phil
High School: Ferrer High School, Labason, ZDN, Phil (Valedictorian)
College: RN, San Pedro Hospital School of Nursing, Davao City, Phil
BSN, Far Eastern University, Manila, Philippines
Employment: Philippines: District Nurse: ZDN Public Schools, Dipolog City, Philippines
USA: Labor & Delivery Nurse: Norwegian American Hospital, Chgo., IL, USA
Married (May 29,1973) to - Gregory Intas Alcala Caponong Trabanca
Children: Nathaniel "Neil" and Theodore "Ted"
In the world of reality.
She has to muster and gather
The rose garden of industry.
She crisscrossed paths on health service;
While Manila's school was tempting
And States hospital's edifice
Were mainly open to asking.
Love is like a flower garden
That needs water and tender care;
Therefore don't be really sudden
At the time of this love affair.
Cupid's dart hit a clean target;
Dipolog: 29th of May.
In San Francisco don't forget,
"To Alma's sis, you have to stay".
The wedding cake she had to leave;
And off to the Windy City.
Mommy Armea can't believe
that she drowned herself in self-pity.
Norwegian Hospital was near.
Employment waiting: over two months.
Labor and delivery sans fear;
Whatever work was what she wants.
Bishop Zafra's unexpected knock
Sent Eve with her pretty baby boy
To open the door and was shocked
Yet kissed the Bishop's ring with joy.
Days of toil and hard work rolled by;
Then loomed the American dream.
And she was overwhelmed with "why"?
Yet she had to live in that realm.
Lived life as a gift wrapped with love;
Tied with a ribbon of mystery.
Good friends are blessings from above
Like clean air - a necessity.
Eve's attitude of constancy
Greatly helped her sisters and brother
Have professions and were lucky
Not asunder but together.
Neil and Ted joined the survival fray
With their piano and accordion
Weekends were for lessons and play
But not on their expectation.
Vacation is such therapy.
Onondaga cave spells wonder.
Longwood Garden has its beauty;
Florida with its space center.
The Sears Tower of Chicago
And the Twin Towers of New York
Are narratives of long ago
That could be erased in one stroke.
Worth telling was Eve's lifetime trip
To Italy, Spain, and Europe.
On Carnival Liberty's ship
At the Vatican, she missed the Pope.
In this day and age, you wonder
All about love and forgiveness.
Loneliness is not forever;
And there is light in our darkness.
Her thoughts reverberated back home
As she performed her daily chore.
Memories of places they roam;
Of waves leaving their foams ashore.
And all the loves she left behind
That sent murmur on life's brevity.
Yet consoled and nothing to pine
'Cause Life has its eternity.
Long, long after in time and space
Evangeline's name: a whisper
Her story in the sky to gaze
In our hearts remain forever.
(N.B.) Evangeline Rueles, Magallanes, Caermare, Trabanca, RN, BSN
Birthplace: Liloy, Zamboanga del Norte, Philippines
Born into Life: March 3, 1940, Born into Eternal life: Nov. 29, 2015
Education: Elementary: Labason Central Elementary School, Labason, ZDN, Phil
High School: Ferrer High School, Labason, ZDN, Phil (Valedictorian)
College: RN, San Pedro Hospital School of Nursing, Davao City, Phil
BSN, Far Eastern University, Manila, Philippines
Employment: Philippines: District Nurse: ZDN Public Schools, Dipolog City, Philippines
USA: Labor & Delivery Nurse: Norwegian American Hospital, Chgo., IL, USA
Married (May 29,1973) to - Gregory Intas Alcala Caponong Trabanca
Children: Nathaniel "Neil" and Theodore "Ted"
Wednesday, January 27, 2016
: A Tale of Dignity III
Evangeline's San Pedro Class '62 Memories
At San Pedro School of NursingThe ladies in white were friendly.
Her young world was so amusing
Notes, books, and friends made her happy.
Prostrate hours on Infant's pleading
With unflinching faith she prayed:
Tessie, her precious stone sparkling
Came to her side and gladly stayed.
Connie, the artist on the go
And Loida, the submissive type.
Mom Thelma told them what to do;
Polly smiled that there was no strife.
Then, there was Chato, the lively
And Fe, the lady professor.
Appeared Marlene of Del Monte;
French Canadians at her succor.
Hail, SPC Class of '62!
Delia de Paz, the peacekeeper.
Marilane Aldea Lim so true;
Rosario Sulit- friend forever.
The mentor, Imelda Dela Cruz
And Winnie, the smiling Gatilao
Were the nurses that drove her woes
From the island of Mindanao.
Memories embossed on the walls
Of her world and time are dance notes
In her sheer emptiness that calls
The silence as the music floats.
Note:
Evangeline Rueles Magallanes Caermare Trabanca, RN, BSN
Birthplace: Liloy, Zamboanga del Norte, Phil
Born into Life: March 3, 1940, Born into Eternal Life: Nov. 29, 2015
Education:
Elementary: Labason Central Elementary School, Labason, ZDN, Phil
High School: Ferrer High School, Labason, ZDN, Phil (Valedictorian)
College: R.N.: San Pedro Hospital School of Nursing, Davao City, Phil
B.S.N.: Far Eastern University, Manila, Phil
Married (May 29, 1973) to Gregorio "Greg" Intas Alcala Caponong Trabanca
Children: Nathaniel "Neil" Caermare Trabanca & Theodore "Ted" Caermare
Trabanca
Evangeline- A Tale of Dignity
Evangeline: A Tale of Dignity
Lady in white glued your vision
Enhanced by your mentor's advice
That thought could turn into action
And in Him, you'll always rise.
You crossed the sea for some shore
To seek that uniform in white.
This time there was no open door;
Your gumption said: " do what is right".
You saw a glimmer from above
That fell right to your foamy shore;
From deep spell fluttered a white dove
With a message that says: " pray more".
Out of nowhere came a neighbor
Bringing tidings simple and true
Of lighthouse in Davao's harbor;
That San Pedro school awaits you.
We can't control the Time and Space;
But with God's blessings, we can do
Good things in this life's constant race
Through the grace of the Santo Nino'.
Evangeline Rueles Magallanes Caermare Trabanca RN, BSN
Birthplace: Liloy, Zamboanga del Norte, Philippines
Born in Life: March 3, 1940, Born into Eternal Life: Nov. 29, 2015
Education: Elementary: Labason Central Elementary School, Labason, ZDN, Philippines
High School: Ferrer High School, Labason, ZDN, Phil (Valedictorian)
College: RN, San Pedro Hospital School of Nursing, Davao City, Phil
BSN, Far Eastern University, Manila, Philippines
Employment: Phil. - District Nurse: Zamboanga del Norte Public Schools, Dipolog City, Philippines
USA - Labor & Delivery Nurse, Norwegian American Hospital, Chicago, IL, U.S.A.
Marital Status: Married (May 29,1973) to- Gregorio "Greg" Intas Alcala Caponong Trabanca
Children: Nathaniel "Neil" Caermare Trabanca & Theodore "Ted" Caermare Trabanca
Your gumption said: " do what is right".
You saw a glimmer from above
That fell right to your foamy shore;
From deep spell fluttered a white dove
With a message that says: " pray more".
Out of nowhere came a neighbor
Bringing tidings simple and true
Of lighthouse in Davao's harbor;
That San Pedro school awaits you.
We can't control the Time and Space;
But with God's blessings, we can do
Good things in this life's constant race
Through the grace of the Santo Nino'.
Evangeline Rueles Magallanes Caermare Trabanca RN, BSN
Birthplace: Liloy, Zamboanga del Norte, Philippines
Born in Life: March 3, 1940, Born into Eternal Life: Nov. 29, 2015
Education: Elementary: Labason Central Elementary School, Labason, ZDN, Philippines
High School: Ferrer High School, Labason, ZDN, Phil (Valedictorian)
College: RN, San Pedro Hospital School of Nursing, Davao City, Phil
BSN, Far Eastern University, Manila, Philippines
Employment: Phil. - District Nurse: Zamboanga del Norte Public Schools, Dipolog City, Philippines
USA - Labor & Delivery Nurse, Norwegian American Hospital, Chicago, IL, U.S.A.
Marital Status: Married (May 29,1973) to- Gregorio "Greg" Intas Alcala Caponong Trabanca
Children: Nathaniel "Neil" Caermare Trabanca & Theodore "Ted" Caermare Trabanca
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