IN PRAISE OF ASINGAN

ASINGAN AS SEEN BY AN EYE IN THE SKY


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I compare Asingan, our hometown to a big and tall fruit tree. When the fruits become ripe, they drop into the ground where they decompose. Some seeds would remain where the fruits originally fell, but some would run off with the flow of the water especially when it rains. Thus some seeds braving the turmoils, current and shifting of the water will turn out where they will grow robustly.

In real life there's Linda in San Diego, Arsenia in Texas, Manong Vic In Canada, Arsenio in LA and countless Asinganians all over the world. But you know what? We are all brothers and sisters because we all came from a single "tree" which is Asingan. We all love one another but sometimes we argue and even fight but in time of need we forget the petty fueds and we help one another. --Linda

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Asingan is a place like no other..Steady like a rock, patient like a parent,tall like a narra tree, happy like a child's laughter, sad like the plaza when the fiesta is over..I also compare it to a beach which waits for visits from sons and daughters scattered all over this world. They arrive like waves, linger in the rocky dunes for a while to play, then ebb back to the ocean where they came from.

For any Asinganian who have tasted its waters, will always yearn to drink it again and again and again...Vic


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