THE HERO QUEST 2

Busbus Underworld

Barangay Busbus is a coastal area where houses are built along the shores of northwestern part of Jolo. However this is far from what is now termed as beachfront living because the houses extend far towards the ocean leaving no beaches at all. In those years, it was already over-crowded with houses and people. Houses are built on poles, mostly wooden, the height of which must accommodate for the ebb and flow of tides. The surrounding sea water serves many purposes: as the sewage, garbage dump ground and the swimming ground as well. During low tides the bare sand becomes the children's playground. One can only imagine how awkward it could get when one is roaming underneath the houses searching for crabs and the surrounding's air quality suddenly deteriorates because one is standing in a no man's land underneath somebody's toilet. On rare occasions, unwanted grazing on these unholy grounds can be prevented, especially when the place is busy with its occupant, usually by a loud cry "Aun nangingintau". [Somebody is defecating!].

Farther into the sea where the sands are whiter and cleaner are the dwellings of the Samals. The Tausugs call them Samals but they are called the Badjao group by the Historians. It didn't dawn on Ben's mind that time that there are many people in the world today who are called by a name different from what they call themselves. The first Americans didn't call themselves Americans, the early Filipinos didn't call themselves the Filipinos or the Moros didn't call themselves the Moros. Their houses are built on stilts constitutes the farthest from the coastal shallows of Busbus. Ben could not understand nor speak their language but they do speak the Tausug language and he didn't see them going to the Masjids and pray. Ben thought that they are not Muslims although he was aware that Father Gen, the priest of Mt. Carmel Church in Downtown Jolo, was actively proselytizing them into Roman Catholicism. Most of them are fishermen with perhaps the exception of Bulawan who instead of wandering into the open sea fishing, strays into inland where the Tausug dominates, selling firewoods on his cart.

At Buh's house.

'Eat your lunch' Buh said.

Buh is probably the gentlest person Ben has ever known. Although in the local vernacular, the word 'buh' means an aunt or just a term of respect to any elder woman, Ben, his siblings, cousins, even his parents have known their gentle grandmother by this name. She was probably an octagenarian when Ben was big enough to take cognizant of things,. With a sweet smiling face, wrinkled yet bright, and long gray hair flowing from her head, she is that perfect old grandmother the children would love. It was said that Apuh Madnuj, the patriarch of the family who passed away before anyone can remember, saw her bathing in the river and being captivated by her beauty decided to kidnap her. Pag guyud was the norm of the day where a man drags a woman to marriage commonly employed by men if the woman they love does not reciprocate their endearment – but in Buh's case, it was probably love at first sight that Apuh Madnuj could not stand of losing Buh to anyone. Had he taken the normal steps of marriage proposal, he wouldn't have been denied, due to his stature as a great man in the community. Then the rest is history.

'You must be tired from swimming all day'. 'Here drink your Milo', Buh continued.

Lunch at Buh's house is not usually great for kid's taste buds. The usual Tausug delicacies: pyutu, agal-agal, piyalam, tyulah istah, syanglag and tiyapah istah are adults favorites. However, the exhaustion brought about by roaming around the Busbus underworld during low tide and swimming its waters – particularly swimming its waters because its a bit of a task to avoid all the trash, caput, rubbish and the dreaded yellow submarine a term coined by the children referring to human feces floating around – are bit taxing even for the seemingly inexhaustible energy reserve of playful children that Buh's lunch offer is more than what a child can ask for.

Just after the children finish their lunch they heard their big brat neighbor Botbot raising his voice to a group of Samals. He is probably the perfect definition of the word bully. Big, muscular, taller than most at only five foot seven inches, his height is more than the Tausug or Samal's average height.

'You must salute first before you can pass this way'

Botchok firmly said directing his ire to the scared Samal kids like a military officer demanding attention from his men. To Botbot, this seems to be a play but for the scared Samals, this is as serious as it can get.

The bigger of the two is more alarmed than the smaller one and spoke in a dragging Tausug accent,

‘Salut na kami sil, palabaya hadja kami’. [We will salute sir just let us pass by].

Thus the Samal kids saluted at him and ran away as fast as they can.

Ben and the other kids burst into laughter, happy at the sight of Samal kids sprinting away towards their homes.

The time goes by very fast after that while the children are sitting on the wooden bridge. They were talking about their favorite heroes or people whom they thought to be hero characters.

‘Who is better Superman or Batman?’ Al asks.

‘I like superman because he can fly’ Ben interjected.

He then naively posed the question,

‘Who will win the fight Leif Garret, John Lennon or Lito Lapid’?

In his young mind, whoever is posted on his uncles’ bedrooms were probably heroes as well. So for him, an American teen idol, a singer or a Filipino action star are all the same. Heroes.

It was late in the afternoon when their grandaunt Tah fetched them home. The siblings parents are in abroad – in Saudi Arabia where their mother is working as a nurse and their father is working also but they don’t know what it is so it was their grandaunts Inna and Tah, both were unmarried who carried the burden of taking care of the three children. The role of grandmothers has been downplayed in history. Recent social scientists now claim that grandmothers played a great role in the preservation of human race and advancement of civilization. It was their role in taking care of the newborns while the mother recuperates that improves infant survival, they argued.

The mode of transport of the day was a manually driven pedal tricycle, a three wheeled vehicle that can accommodate at least two adults in the attached pedicab.

'To where are we heading' The driver asks.

'Upper San Raymundo' Tah replied.

Now to Ben's youthful psyche the name of the place where they live doesn’t quite sound strange, but as you will know later in our story once he grew much bigger than he is now, he would start to ask why in the world his hometown, wherefrom Islam spread throughout the Philippine Archipelago is named after some Catholic saint? Never could Ben know at that time that San Raymundo could be Saint Raymond of Fitero, a Spanish monk and abbot who organized an army in Toledo Spain as a part of major offensive against the Moors in the 12th century. Is it a mere coincidence that the name of a person who helped defeated the Moors of Spain is given to a place where the subjugated 'Moors' of the Philippines live? Ben couldn’t have known.

Ben notices the sweat from the driver’s forehead dripping to his nose while the driver swipes them dry using a white towel hung on his neck.

‘You must study hard in school so that you will not end up like him’. Tah interrupted while looking at Ben.

Arriving at home, they had an uneventful night, Ben was tucked to sleep, being exhausted during the day, closed his eyes as his thoughts wandered away thinking of who will really win the fight between the characters or famous persons of the day.