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Wednesday, June 1, 2016
The Tragedy In Makopa
In a Makopa tree (Syzygium samarangense) locally called tambis in Hiligaynon, there is a stream flowing down in a huge boulder of rock. During fiesta in the old days, it’s almost a tradition for the people receiving clothes from the tamawo. People were not surprised; they just get the clothes and never forgot to return them once they are done with their needs on it. If those clothes were not returned, the tamawos will be griping.
It happened that a child vanished. The child was just playing with its playmates but never returned anymore. The people imagined and assumed the tamawos hid the child in their dwellings. The father of the child took his hidden lantaka or cannon which was used during the Spanish colonial period. He shot it near the shore of the streams in the hopes of gaining back his child. The next morning, the child was found dead.
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