Nagapanglakaton ako kagina sang aga sang kalit nga nag-ulan. Wala ako kabalo kung diin makadto, ukon madalagan pakadto sa lugar nga kung sa diin pakadto ang madamo nga tao, nga parehos sa akon ara sa sitwasyon kung sa diin ang pinakamalapit nga pwede masilungan lang gid ang pinakamayo nga paga-kadtuan.
Sang ara na ako nagasilong sa idalom sang puno nga indi ako kabalo sang ngalan nag-agi ang grupo ka mga estudyante nga gakirinadlaw sakay sang ila nga bisekleta.
Then all of a sudden I was hit by the truth that this attempt to use Hiligaynon is getting me nowhere. It’s been more than a year since the people in the picture above graduated from college. They’re the Broadcast Communication batch 2003 of the University of the Philippines Visayas. A bunch of hopefuls who thought of conquering the world but ended up doing a more difficult task–conquering themselves. Their struggles, that range from speaking the language some of them have difficulty understanding, the next outfit to wear, where to get the money for production, their production instructor (Prof. Amy Tanoy), dealing with each other, or finishing a thesis, made them nearer to that goal of one day seeing themselves becoming the person they’ve been dreaming to become.
I become part of this batch when I shifted in my second year from my first major BS Biology. Not that it will make me describe each of them more objectively, but being somebody who was from the outside, I was surprised how these people easily accepted somebody who is not originally part of the group. I will not try to be mushy here, but I saw how we supported each other during the times when we had to face personal problems, when we felt we are not good enough, when we’re destitute, or when we felt that life was too fast we cannot anymore cope with.
Bugtot was the batch’s unofficial name; there was no consensus to adopt it. I do not know where it came from, but sometimes we know it’s us whenever we hear the word being mentioned. We have no claim to fame, or sorts like that, although some of my batch mates might disagree with this. There is something special in this batch that I could not explain. Probably because none of us felt any competition against each other, or a very stiff one, that existed. Or probably because this batch is made up of very simple, down to earth people who didn’t always bother to dress up like all other batches of BroadComm students. We’re, however, proud with the fact that we all graduated on time.
But our batch was not without a glitch; there were petty quarrels and misunderstanding, of course. Some of these were never mended even after graduation, we’re only waiting for a proper timing (timing is everything according to Prof. Tanoy) but for everything else, we left the University with grudges set aside and forgotten.
The collection of the pictures below shows the faces behind BrodKom batch ’03.
All of us have already moved on, living separate lives, meeting new people, wondering what the next day will bring. We’ve aged a little, gained a little bit of confidence, growing mature little by little. I do not know what’s next for each one of us, I bet this is how things should be because there’ll be no point of living if everything is preempted. No matter how hard we try to make the production perfect still one thing will go wrong, a scratched CD, a skipped console, a late talent, or just fear of failure, but that something makes the production more like life. Makes it even more exciting.
Nagpadayon ako sang akon panglakaton sang magpundo ang ulan. Padayon.