Monday, a typical day for me. Waking up as late as 8am, going to school at 10, having my bio class before lunch, and CMS 100 during the afternoon. Monday, common day. People come and go.
Monday.
I've heard about the massacre just as Monday evening. Sam told me about it when we chatted on facebook but because of the very slow internet connection, I was about to go offline. No further online conversation.
I feel the pain, the grief, the sorrow of Uncle's Bart's wife. Bart Maravilla, was one of those who were massacred and just accidentally saw his name from an article in the PDI's website. Until now, I'm still shocked. I cannot easily recover from that heartbreaking news. He was my dad's close friend (when he still works in Bombo Radyo Koronadal as an assistant station manager), and among his officemates in Bombo, he's the one who immediately appears in my mind when Bombo topics are discussed.
Uncle Bart Maravilla is an ordinary guy, a very hardworking husband and a father to his daughters. He loves his job as a field reporter and always delivers news ahead of the time. All he ever wanted was to deliver the news effectively to his hometown and earn a family living. I know. He's such a nice person that his family became our family friend.
Together with tito Henry (Henry Araneta), they were massacred and just as yesterday, they bodies were found together with those who were brutally killed inside a buried vehicle. Moslems are so merciless.
I know it's not good to judge other people. And it's really not safe to post this blog entry since I'm aware that moslems are powerful. They can do whatever they want.
They kill each other just for the sake of gold and power. I pity them. Why? Because God prepares them for the day of slaughter.
My condolences to the families of our media heroes and civilians. As a UP student, taking up Communication and Media Studies, it is my privilege to speak out from this mere blog entry and encourage everyone to pray for justice.
This is more than a heartache. This is more than bagyong ondoy, ramil and anything else. They were intentionally killed. This must not be neglected.
Who knows that someday, after we receive our diploma mula sa Unibersidad ng Pilipinas and become a media practitioner, the government and moslem people who are drunk of riches and power may kill us. As a born again Christian, I believe that I can attain eternal life in heaven. But how about those who don't know Christ yet?
People becoming so violent that it makes me think of this:
SANA MAGKATOTOO NA YUNG MGA MANGYAYARI SA December 21, 2012. GUSTO KO NANG MAKITA ANG PANGINOON. GUSTO KO NA SIYANG MAKASAMA. AND DUMI DUMI DUMI DUMI NA NG MUNDO. DAHIL LANG TOH SA KAYAMANAN AT KAPANGYARIHAN NA GUSTONG MAKUHA NG TAO.
You, do you still care for your soul? For them?
