samar is a large island, the third largest in the philippines, which lies just northeast of tacloban. it is one of the poorest and most undeveloped areas of the country. yesterday ariella and i joined a local intern, mel, on a trip to see the annual santo nino festival in a town called paranas, about 2 hours north of tacloban. the festival is modeled after a much more famous one in cebu, an island to the west. it is a syncretistic festival that combines elements of catholicism and the animistic religions of the area prior to colonization. the different barangays (villages/neighborhoods) of the town each prepared their own large and elaborate dance presentation, complete with ornate costumes, for a massive weekend-long competetion between neighborhoods. each troupe had a theme, examples being fishermen, birds, shellfish, and fairies of the night. each group of performers had about 50 participants, mainly children, as well as their own musical emsemble, primarily drums and trumpets. first they had a parade around the streets of the town, which ended at the town square. everyone crowded around, folks teetering on plastic chairs, hastily constructed bleachers, and the roofs of surrounding structures, all to catch a glimpse of the presentations. the festivities began with an arduous and underwhelming 20 minute reading of the official rules of the competition in english, a language which almost none of the attendees know. then, each group presented their 10 minute long, cirque-de-soliel-style choreographed dance routine. it was truly amazing! the last group to go had a feathered theme, and their dance centered around a morbidly obese teen, evidently the town’s most popular individual. she fluttered around the stage decked out in real feathers to deafening roars of excitement from the crowd, while her physically diminutive peers danced voraciously in the background. a winning team will be declared, and will be gifted a statuette of a saint to parade around, as well as a cash prize for their neighborhood, ideally used to purchase supplies for next year’s elaborate costumes. great way to spend a day!
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Sunday, 25 January 2015
santo nino festival, samar style
samar is a large island, the third largest in the philippines, which lies just northeast of tacloban. it is one of the poorest and most undeveloped areas of the country. yesterday ariella and i joined a local intern, mel, on a trip to see the annual santo nino festival in a town called paranas, about 2 hours north of tacloban. the festival is modeled after a much more famous one in cebu, an island to the west. it is a syncretistic festival that combines elements of catholicism and the animistic religions of the area prior to colonization. the different barangays (villages/neighborhoods) of the town each prepared their own large and elaborate dance presentation, complete with ornate costumes, for a massive weekend-long competetion between neighborhoods. each troupe had a theme, examples being fishermen, birds, shellfish, and fairies of the night. each group of performers had about 50 participants, mainly children, as well as their own musical emsemble, primarily drums and trumpets. first they had a parade around the streets of the town, which ended at the town square. everyone crowded around, folks teetering on plastic chairs, hastily constructed bleachers, and the roofs of surrounding structures, all to catch a glimpse of the presentations. the festivities began with an arduous and underwhelming 20 minute reading of the official rules of the competition in english, a language which almost none of the attendees know. then, each group presented their 10 minute long, cirque-de-soliel-style choreographed dance routine. it was truly amazing! the last group to go had a feathered theme, and their dance centered around a morbidly obese teen, evidently the town’s most popular individual. she fluttered around the stage decked out in real feathers to deafening roars of excitement from the crowd, while her physically diminutive peers danced voraciously in the background. a winning team will be declared, and will be gifted a statuette of a saint to parade around, as well as a cash prize for their neighborhood, ideally used to purchase supplies for next year’s elaborate costumes. great way to spend a day!
filipino approaches to rural community health
the medical school we are rotating at here, the leyte
branch of the university of the philippines, uses an interesting model. it has
a special mandate to train primary care phyicians to work in rural communities.
all its students complete a fifth year of medical school, one more than other
medical students in the philippines. this year is spent as an “intern” in an
assigned rural community, and major focus is placed on becoming an integral
member of the community as opposed to just its physician. to attract students,
medical education at this school is subsidized by the government and provided
free of charge to the students, provided they pay back the time working in
rural areas. prior to typhoon haiyan last year the school was based in the nearby town
of palo, but the campus was completely destroyed, so it was moved to some
buildings in tacloban which survived the typhoon.
this week all of the local class of interns returned
to tacloban from their work sites to attend a training session on how to train
community health workers. we were priveleged to be able to attend as well. the
village units in the philippines are termed “barangay,” and it is at this level
that many decisions are made, as government in the the philippines is in
general rather decentralized, thanks to geographic isolation and countless
disparate ethnic groups and languages. the intern’s focus is on developing good
relations with the mayors and other leaders of the barangays, in an effort to
address some of the social determinants of health – a preventative effort at
the community level as opposed to simply dealing with individual’s acute health
needs. the training session focused on how to give good presentations and
effectively run a meeting while remaining cognizant of the best interests of
all stakeholders. icebreakers and frequent dancing were a major theme. also
discussed were strategies for identifying public health issues and how to go
about fixing them using the community’s ideas. this was primarily in english, which all educated filipinos speak, thanks to the history of american occupation. often however, talk will trend into “taglish,” a combination of
english and tagalog, the national language which almost everyone speaks. filipinos
love acronyms, indeed even more than americans do. the medical system here, at
least at this school, is profoundly non-hierarchical. the faculty and school
leadership attended the training, and if we didn’t already know who they were
we could never have guessed, as they were following orders and joking around
just as much as the interns. get a group of filipinos together and there will
be a joke told at least every 30 seconds, and everyone will laugh even at
things which aren’t meant to be funny. people here love laughing, and its
great!
made it to tacloban!
we finally made it to tacloban! our
flights were delayed for a day due to a tropical storm that was bad enough to
cut the pope’s time here short, and then delayed further as a plane carrying
prominent filipino government officials had crashed and remained on the runway
at the tacloban airport. it is far warmer and more humid here than it was in
manila. tacloban is an endearing little dirty city of about 200 000 that only
really became famous after it was decimated by typhoon hayain last year. most
of the downtown has been entirely rebuilt, and the place really seems to be booming.
it has apparently become a lot more cosmopolitan since the typhoon, as lots of
businesses (western-style coffee shops, fine dining establishments, and even used book stores) have opened up to cater to all the aid workers and to take advantage
of the influx of aid money. seemingly the first things rebuilt after the
typhoon were shopping malls and fast food restaurants. there is a dunkin donuts
franchise quite literally every block, but none of them have coffee. its on the
menu, they just don’t have it. despite the fact that one can live a luxurious
life here with money, obviously most people don’t have those kinds of means, and life
remains very tough economically, not to mention all the terrible loss of life
from the typhoon.
tacloban is on the island of leyte, on the eastern edge of the philippines about half way down the archipelago. the vernacular of the area is called waray-waray, although the national language tagalog is
spoken by everyone as well, and educated people speak english quite
impressively. after much searching we found a place to stay.
with all the aid workers who came after the typhoon the prices for rent
increased exponentially. an average room with air conditioning, hot water and
wifi rents for about us$1000/month. we weren’t prepared to spend that kind of
money for rent in the philippines, so we found a couple rooms with none of the above amenities at a hostel
called ron and fire’s place on the outskirts
near the bus station. ron is an australian and fire is a filipina, and there
are occasional travelers sifting through which is cool! something (we can only speculate that it is a
trapped bat) flaps around in the rafters when the fan gets turned on, and the
neighborhood rooster ensures we wake at the crack of dawn.
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