Sunday, May 09, 2010

Siquijor:Tales and Mysteries about this Mystical Island Province

Okay, this is it.

I have always considered that one of the best ways to start an essay, so there.

I traveled to Siquijor alone for seven days and six nights. Now everything can be told. If you’re still reading this, then maybe you’re one of those people fascinated, or frightened, or at least remotely interested in this so-called mystical island province of the Philippines, the ultimate lair of the sorcerer, the witch, the tikbalang, duwende, and the aswang.

Some of my personal friends, upon knowing that I would be traveling alone in the island of Siquijor, expressed concern that I might be doing a very dangerous thing. Yet everyone knows what Siquijor is—or so everyone says, even without stepping on the island itself. Siquijor, as the popular tales say, is a remote island where paranormal phenomena abound. There is also a popular belief that Siquijor is inhabited by engkantos, witches, sorcerers, ghosts, and dark creatures like the duwende and aswang. If you would like to see or even feel these beings, then Siquijor is the place to go.

Well, for me, I have never really considered Siquijor as otherworldly or superstitious, other than the fact that when I looked in the Philippine map to consult its very position among our lush 7,107 islands, the mystical island eerily resembled the three-cornered hat of the nuno sa punso we usually see in Pinoy folkloric books.

And so my journey begins.

Stormy Day Arrival in Siquijor

I took a Philippine Airlines flight from Manila to Dumaguete (capital of Negros Oriental) and arrived at around eight in the morning in Dumaguete airport. Outside the airport, I hired one of the several motorcabs to get me to the port where a fast craft was scheduled to depart for Siquijor at nine in the morning. On the way to the port (some ten minutes away), rains suddenly lashed out. The skies became dark and I thought there was suddenly a typhoon.

The sea was very choppy, but the boat's skipper decided to continue with the sea crossing. In about an hour, we reached Siquijor, the rains were still lashing, and low dark clouds hung above the mystical island, like a portent of something terrible that might happen. Nevertheless, the rains soon stopped as we waded ashore. The rain-drenched pier was very slippery. Awaiting for us in the terminal were several motorcycles called locally as habal-habal. The habal-habal is the standard transportation in the island. I hired one take me to one of the few hotels in Siquijor.

Siquijor: First impressions

During the Spanish times, Siquijor was called the Isla del FuegoIsland of Fire, because if viewed from a far distance at night, say from Dumaguete, the island cast an eerie glow in the horizon because of the swarm of fireflies that inhabit the island (Or could it be because the sorcerers and witches were brewing their potions?).


My first impression of Siquijor was how laid back this island really is. I have the impression that this is an island forgotten by time. It is an idyllic place of white-sand beaches, centuries old gigantic balete trees, and almost untouched forests. It is a perfect island for a summer holiday.


And it can also be a perfect island for a haunting.


Some places in Siquijor have been earmarked by some people to be scary places. But for some people, the scarier the place, the better it is to visit. Well, I am maybe one of them because the first things I asked around in Siquijor was: where are the scariest places here?


I found that there were many more beautiful spots than there were scary places. But then again, I thought the scary places would make for a more adventurous trip. Besides, I have already seen more than enough of white-sand beaches with gorgeous nude ladies basking in the sun.


In Siquijor, there is also a good supply of people with supposedly magical powers, of people called mangkukulam (warlocks) who practice sorcery and witchcraft, and people called mananambal (shamans) who can heal the incurable diseases. There is also no scarcity of tales about ghosts, engkantos, legendary heroes and villains so that even one writer can fill a big tome collecting these tales.


So here we go.


Juan Ponce the Sorcerer, Retired


Manong Juan Ponce, the legendary sorcerer of the village of San Antonio, was born either in 1910 or 1920, making him either 90 or 100 years old today. The confusion in his age resulted from the fact that Manong Juan no longer remembers the year of his birth, except that it was either of the two—a proof that even powerful sorcerers can suffer memory gaps in their later years. Even his six children could not give me any clues, but they all agreed that their father was “matanda na talaga” (really old). Well, I agree with them.


I found out that Manong Juan has recently retired from practicing sorcery, and has already bequeathed his powers to his six children, who now act as the sorcerers-sorceresses in-waiting whenever a client arrives to commission them for “paktol” or “kulam sessions”.


According to the local people, Manong Juan was a much-feared man during his peak as a sorcerer-shaman in San Antonio. Even my local guide and habal-habal driver Johnson did not want to shake hands with Manong Juan, lest the old man cast a spell on him.


Manong Juan’s fame and reputation as a sorcerer goes beyond the shores of Siquijor and into the neighboring islands of Samar, Leyte, Cebu, Bohol, and Mindanao. Many sorcerers from these islands used to go to Siquijor to consult and learn from the master. During those times, no other sorcerer in Siquijor dared cross paths with him. It was said that he can read evil minds and thus was able to make evil people suffer even before they can execute their bad deeds.


At 90 or 100 years old (whatever his age), Manong Juan spoke only exclusively Visayan, and struggled hard answering in my interview. From what I gathered though, he learned sorcery from his father named Ciriaco Ponce, a powerful sorcerer in Siquijor during the Spanish and American times. No children of Manong Juan was able to recall any information about Ciriaco, except that he sired many children, one of them being Manong Juan. When Ciriaco was in his deathbed in the 1930s, he chose to bequeath his powers exclusively to Manong Juan.


Manong Juan recalled the many battles he had with other sorcerers in the past, but he had annihilated them all because of his “superior” wizardry. He particularly remembers having to use buntot-pagi to cast away witches from the possessed bodies of the bewitched. The witches apparently possess the bodies of their victims who then act malevolently, destroying properties and harming people physically. The relatives of the possessed are thus forced to bind the victim in bed so that he/she could no longer do any damage. They then call Manong Juan to drive away the evil witch from the body of the victim. Manong Juan would whip the victim with buntot-pagi, and if this was not enough, scald the victim with boiling water. The evil witch then flies away in terror, because she had been the one experiencing the torture, and not the patient, who then becomes normal again, and miraculously, not a single mark of the whipping or burn on her/his body.


Although now officially retired, Manong Juan can still cast an “irreversible” spell or drive away evil witches whenever a client requests his services. It comes with an exorbitant price though, ranging from 6,000 to 40,000 pesos per spell.


Brewing Potions in the Village of San Antonio


Every Good Friday and Black Saturday, the sorcerers and shamans of Siquijor go to the little uphill village of San Antonio on the slopes of mystical Mount Bandilaan, the highest point and dead center of Siquijor. The mountain is also the central point of sorcery in Siquijor.


The purpose of this gathering was to prepare the healing materials and potions for their work. Prior to this gathering, however, the sorcerers of San Antonio would have already collected some 260 kinds of herbs, barks, leaves, and even sea creatures, such as sea urchins, weeds, dried abalones, algae, and starfishes. Many of these herbs only grow in the mystical soil of Siquijor. The sorcerers would choose from this collection the best of the lot and then chop them into little pieces.




Sorcerer Noel and Shaman Eddie during the Conference of Sorcerers and Shamans in the Village of San Antonio.

The brewing of potions takes place only every Good Friday and Black Saturday. The sorcerers believe that with the supposed death of Jesus Christ on Good Friday, the underworld spirits roam the Earth freely, sharing their magic powers to the sorcerers and shamans.


Grating the coconut that will be boiled to produce the blessed coconut oil

Blessed coconut oil was boiled in a large cauldron called “kawa” and the collected herbs, roots, weeds, and barks were cooked. The area smelled of strong aroma as a result of the “cooking” of hundreds of ingredients. The combined smell and smoke can make someone dizzy.


After the “brewing”, the sorcerers made chants and prayers over the cauldron, making it into powerful potion. Asked what the chants were for, the sorcerers answered that they were asking the netherworld beings and spirits to share their powers to the brewed potions. After the chants and prayers, the potion was now a powerful “sumpa”, able to cure all the sicknesses, both human and supernatural. They then put the brewed potions on cleaned and empty Tanduay and Efficacent Oil bottles.


There are two kinds of potions: one is meant as a rubbing and blessing agent, and the other one is used for drinking. The rubbing potion is never taken internally. It is rubbed on the afflicted part of the body. The other potion is imbibed, thus the sorcerers add a liberal amount of Kulafu Sioktong or Tanduay Gin to the potion.


The price for the Tanduay-sized bottle is 1,500, and the Efficacent Oil-sized bottle is 500. One can get a good discount if one bought the potions wholesale. These potions are very popular so that even sorcerers and shamans from the other provinces like Bohol, Samar, Cebu and Leyte come here to refill their bottles.


According to the sorcerers I interviewed, the potions can heal all sicknesses caused by “kulam” and “barang”. According to them, the “kulam” is called in local term as “paktol” a powerful curse cast by a mangkukulam to a person he or she wanted to make sick or kill. The person afflicted will be sick with a bloated stomach and no medical doctor can be able to treat it. The bloated stomach will then erupt and cause the person to die. Apparently, only a more powerful sorcerer can heal the curse of a sorcerer. It appeared that there is a hierarchy of sorcerers in Siquijor: there are high-ranking sorcerers and there are low-ranking ones.


A Siquijor sorcerer-shaman


The potion can also heal the “barang”. The “barang” is a powerful hex cast by a “mambabarang”. The “mambabarang” has an army of insects he cultures inside bamboo tubes. He commands these insects to lodge themselves into the sleeping victim’s ears, mouth, nose or any other opening of the body like the anus, or open wounds. The insects will then attack the internal organs and cause them to rupture, killing the victim.


The potions can also ward off the evil spirits and heal all diseases caused by the four elements: water, fire, earth and air. The potions are also said to be effective in the treatment of snake bites and other medically known illnesses like rheumatism, skin diseases, headaches, and all other afflictions.


The Centuries-Old Balete Tree

Located along the main road in the village of Campalanas, in the town of Lazi, this balete tree is possibly the biggest and certainly the most photographed tree in all of Siquijor. It is already centuries-old. In fact everyone in the village, even the very old ones, could not remember this tree being small. It was already this big when they were very young!


Many villagers also believed it to be inhabited by spirits and supernatural beings. There is a water pond under its base, and I found some local men drinking tuba at the side of the tree.


Actually, I didn’t feel at all threatened by this otherwise lovely balete tree, although it may look scary, because of its humongous size, eerie outline, and convoluted above-ground roots; and even if some local people claim they have seen old little people surrounding the tree during moonlit nights; or some people who claimed they have seen apparitions on it during rainy nights. Yet, I wouldn’t be crazy enough to test if these stories were true or not. I would rather be in a bar sipping ice-cold San Mig Lights rather than hunting spirits and elves in this balete tree during moonlit or rainy nights.


What actually scared me was what Johnson, my habal-habal driver and tour guide, told me: that some men in Campalanas are real evil sorcerers. These men will just invariably put a spell on anyone, regardless of whether you have offended them or not. Apparently, some of these men would just tap you on the shoulder, and there—you have already been hexed. So in no way will you allow any of the local men in this area to tap you on your shoulder, or any part of your body, for that matter. Although I found it quite ridiculous and unbelievable, when one of the drinking men approached to offer some drink, I made sure he would not be able to reach me and tap my shoulder. Johnson and I just said thanks, and quickly sped away on our habal-habal.


The Riddle of the Statue at the Church of Maria


In the town of Maria, Siquijor, I heard of a famous statue thought to be a ghost by some tourists. The locals, though, regard the statue with much veneration, and every week in the month of May during the worst days of the dry spell, they parade it through the town of Maria to ask for the blessing of rains. It is the statue of St. Rita de Cascia, located in the Church of the Divine Providence in Maria, Siquijor.

And so one day, I decided to visit the town of Maria with the intent of taking pictures and learning more about this most controversial statue. I found that some previous visitors renamed the statue as “Black Magic Maria”, to the disappointment of the parish priest who considered renaming a venerated saint sacrilegious. Some recent visitors therefore were at a loss as to the true nature of the statue.

In fact, the statue is not that of Maria, nor is it black, nor is there a magic connected to it. Indeed at first glance it may look like a frightening statue because of the unusual “stare” its eyes cast on the viewer, and because of the skull the statue holds, or the supposedly inverted cross it holds. Yet a more intent look reveals that it was actually all symbolism perfectly interpreted by the anonymous sculptor who created the statue centuries ago. The penetrating stare was possibly an interpretation of St. Rita’s agony (or shock?) from the innumerable sufferings she endured in her lifetime; the skull possibly represented the unfortunate deaths of her husband and twin sons; and the inverted cross was, well, not inverted at all, but was just held downwards.

The statue is in fact, just a full head and hands only. The torso is just a bastidor covered with layers of cloth so that it appeared that the statue is whole head, torso, arms, and legs. The mannequin measures four feet, representing St. Rita de Cascia, the tragic woman who, in history, had been a long-suffering martyr.

The statue's torso and legs were just a bastidor, as you can see here.

My little research on the dictionary of Catholic saints revealed that St. Rita (of Italy), in her early youth, showed interest in religious life. But when she was twelve, her parents betrothed her to Paolo Mancini, an ill-tempered and abusive individual. As young girls at that time were, Rita was compelled to obey her parents, despite her ardent wish to lead a life in the veil. So when she became eighteen, which was the earliest age a Catholic could marry, she married Paolo Mancini. They had twin sons. She became a battered wife for eighteen years before her husband was ambushed and stabbed to death by his enemies. Her sons swore vengeance on their father's killers, but Rita, fearing for the safety of her sons, and more inclined to forgive than to revenge, prevailed on her sons to forgive the killers. Upon the deaths of her sons, Rita, being truly a devout woman, felt once more the desire to lead a religious life. At the age of 36, Rita was admitted as a nun. Rita lived 40 years in the convent, spending her time in prayer and charity work. She was later canonized for her enduring faith to God.

At the moment, the statue of St. Rita de Cascia can be viewed at all times of the day at the Church of the Divine Providence in Maria. It was hidden before from public view because of some attempt to steal the antique statue. In fact, the very statue of the Divine Providence, the patron saint of Maria, was stolen before but was fortunately recovered from the hands of scrupulous antique dealers. From then on, Maria’s parish priest, the kindly Reverend Father Cecilio Gordoncillo placed each of the church’s statues in glass cases.


The Man Tree

After visiting the Statue of St. Rita de Cascia, Johnson and I went to a remote wooded grove in Maria which, according to Johnson, was an enchanted place. It was late in the afternoon but, according to Johnson, no habal-habal driver in his right mind would ever drive to this road late at night. On both sides of the roads were thick forests of molave and tugas trees. I noticed that Johnson was driving slowly on this narrow dirt road and when I asked him why, he said he was making some pasintabi. In Tagalog, the pasintabi is a superstitious belief that when you passed by an enchanted place, you ask the spirits to let you pass safely. It is done just by whispering “makikiraan po” or roughly translated “please allow us to pass”.


Afterwards, Johnson led me to one of the trees in the forest that the locals say was being inhabited by spirits. Locals here call this tree the "Taong-Tuod" or “Man-Tree” because of the tree’s resemblance to the physical features of a man. Some people even claim that sometimes, the facial features of a man can be seen clearly marked on the upper bark of the tree. I wanted to photograph it but the ever superstitious Johnson said that I should ask permission from the spirits first, so I said “makikiraan po”, and then took the photograph and sped away.


The woods in Maria, Siquijor. "A Haunting" scene indeed

The Old House in the Village of Cang-Isok



Presumably, this is the oldest existing house in all of Siquijor. Located in the seaside village of Cang-Isok in the town of Enrique Villanueva, the Tejano house is already five-generations old, having been built during the mid-1800s by a Spanish mestizo named Mariano Tejano. This old house is huge, and despite being supported by stilts, has endured the test of time and elements, primarily because it was built with the most enduring materials: molave and tugas hardwoods that abound in the area.


The Tejano house, though long empty of residents, is not totally abandoned. The new generation of Tejanos, who live a few kilometers away, still maintains it from time to time. When I visited, I chanced upon meeting Aling Antonietta Tejano, who oversees the house. The kindly old woman recounted stories that the house had been occupied at different periods in history by Spanish, American, and Japanese invaders. Today, though, it has become a “bodega” of discarded boats, paddles, and fishing nets. Apparently, the house, being empty and locked most of the time, had become haunted. It seemed that ghosts loved to dwell on old and empty houses. When I interviewed some of the locals around for some information, some of them made the sign of the cross as old people do, looking frightened, and swore they have seen apparitions at night and even saw some glowing eyes peering from the window cracks.


Mrs. Tejano overseers the old Tejano house

The Ugings

In one of the barrios in Lazi, I met some people who have very white hair to the point of being snow-white, flour-like freckled white skin, and very white eyes. I took some photos but I promised not to show them here so as not to intrude into their privacy. Medically speaking, they are known as albino, people who lack color pigmentation in their bodies. Wikipedia defines albinism as a congenital disorder characterized by the complete or partial absence of pigment in the skin, hair and eyes due to the absence or defect of an enzyme involved in the production of melanin.

In Siquijor, however, the albinos are known as ugings. What I’m curious about was why they were so numerous in Lazi. The old folks I interviewed told me that the first ugings in Lazi may have been sired centuries ago by a Spanish conquistador who was afflicted with albinism. And since albinism is passed on genetically, this explains the numerous ugings in Lazi. Suffice it to say though, that aside from being pale colored, the ugings are your normal Siquijodnon people who are very hospitable and friendly.

Mount Bandilaan

The mystical Mount Bandilaan, rising more than 1394 feet above sea level, is the highest point and dead center of Siquijor. I am proud to say that this is the first and possibly the only mountain I ever scaled. This mystical mountain is sacred to the Siquijodnons as they regard it as the abode of spirits and otherworldly beings. The sorcerers and shamans of Siquijor gather here every Good Friday and Black Saturday to brew their healing potions. Even the local folks make a pilgrimage every Holy Week to visit the Stations of the Cross located at the very peak of the mountain. At the top of the mountain one can view the entirety of Siquijor, and on a perfectly clear day, one can even see islands of Bohol and Cebu from the distance.

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45 comments:

dodong flores said...

Hi, Pareng Dennis. Quite a long read but very interesting much as informative.
You really did quite an adventure in this island of sorcery and witchcraft. I enjoy this series very much...

buhayprinsesa said...

the place looks scary but it's one of my dream destination someday. just like you the more scary the place the more adventure to discover

Sidney said...

Interesting read. It complements the info I gathered during my stay in Siquijor.
Glad to see Juan Ponce again trough your pictures. He seems to be in a better shape than when I met him.

I missed the Man Tree and the Ugings...so now I have a good excuse to go back to this "enchanted" and beautiful island! :-)

J-me Pikman said...

Thanks for the info!!!

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Mari said...

That old Tejano house looks like it's going to topple down as it has very skinny posts without any braces. But, surprisingly, it's still on its stilts after all these years.

Quite a story, Dennis.

Lorena G. Sims said...

Such a Brave Soul you are. Thank you for sharing this. It is informative and interesting to know about the island and the people who live there, their history and story. If it weren't for you, I would have never know about them.
I'm looking forward for your next adventure.

witsandnuts said...

Very interesting. And you're brave. I've read your post on "conversations with a sorcerer" more than twice yata. And I would bookmark this post, too.

. said...

Hi Dennis, very interesting post. Love the picture 'The woods in Maria'. Parang ang sarap mag bike under those arches :-)

Photo Cache said...

simply fascinating coverage. it really boggles the mind that in this age of technology that the belief in mangkukulam persists. i know that my elders used to scare us with nuno sa punso and mangkukulam whenever we had the urge to explore our neighborhood. i always assumed they were scare tactics but also didn't want to test if there were some truth to them.

kudos to you for your bravery in getting the story.

just between us - nakikipasintabi ako kahit wala ako sa pi - pag travel ako diff places i ask permission first :D

docgelo said...

while i was reading and scrolling down this post, my heartbeat stopped for a second looking at the 1st photo of st.rita. it's never hard to believe why some tourists regard the statue as ghost, with due respect to the actual saint herself and the veneration that people have for her.

the sorcerer, the man tree, the balete and that house on stilts are interesting but the place gives me creeps. haha!

pusang kalye said...

ay naku po---sa lahat naman ng oras na pwede kong makita tong post mo ngyn pang mag-alas dose ng gabi----natakot tuloy ako---scary naman yung birhen na yun. bat ganun......

Retro Manila said...

Powerful photos as always sir.

dodong flores said...

Hi, Pareng Dennis. I just finished watching Jay Taruc's (I-Witness) documentation about the fountain of youth in Siquijor. Sorcery and wizardry are not featured in the documentary butJuan Ponce appeared in one of the interview...
The century-old balete tree and the the statue of St. Rita de Cascia are also being featured in that documentary...

Dennis Villegas said...

wow,thanks for the info, pareng dodong! too bad, i wasn't able to watch the show.

Milagrosa said...

my ancestors used to live here and probably some of my relatives still live here. According to legends, my dad's uncle was a "mambabarang" and even owns a "sigbin".. scary much? Buti nalang daw, di pinasa sa amin yung bato... im not sure if its all true... but its like a skeleton in the closet and its always a boredom-killer during reunions when the old people talk about their siquijor.

Anonymous said...

sir dennis, pwede po nyo akong samahan kay juan ponce?ty po...san po ba kau pwede makontak?

cyna

Anonymous said...

hi sir dennis,pwede nyo po ba akong samahan kay Juan Ponce?ano po ang contack no.nyo?ty po

cyna

Anonymous said...

Hi Mr. Villegas

Very interresting! What a brave man u are!! Luckily i found this site, i really need help urgent!!! San pwede makontak si Mang Edol? Can u pls help me to reach the person? His contact nr. or anything.. Pls post ur email add if possible. Thanks!

Anonymous said...

kuya, ANDADOR po tawag dun sa base na nagtatayo sa santo, ang bastidor po ay gamit na pang-burda. ^_^

nice blog po kuya, lalo na yung pics nung santo at nung puno dun sa may kalsada na dinaanan nyo, may muka po yung puno..

Anonymous said...

kmuzta po kau..s tagal nyu po na ngsaliksik s mga socery ..nakita nyu hu ba ang kauna unahang tao na pinanganak na demonyu o taong demonyu na tinatawag n c san wangin,,,malakas din xa dahil xa tlga ag ng umpisa s sequijor...ngpunta din ag aking ama dati doon pro d nkalapit c san wangin sakanya dahil mlakas din ag aura ng aking ama....saludop din po ako sainyu s lakas loob nyu pong pgsaliksik..

Anonymous said...

hello Dennis,

i beg your help pls.. ano po ba ang exact address ni mang edol . pls.. email me at tata_castro@yahoo.com
pls Dennis kelangan ko tulong mo..na sana maibigay mo ung address ni mang edol.plss

Jojo said...

Hi Dennis, Wow great article, thank you for sharing this adventure. More power and good luck to the next adventure.

Anonymous said...

there is really a taong tuod or man na parang tao dito but the family won't allow anybody to take and document him.tnx

Anonymous said...

there is really a taong tuod or man na parang tao dito but the family won't allow anybody to take and document him.tnx

Anonymous said...

there is really a taong tuod or man na parang tao dito but the family won't allow anybody to take and document him.tnx

Anonymous said...

Dennis,

Your posting about Mang Edol is very interesting. I want to get in touch with him. I do believe in his gift and I don't know if he has a fone number since he lives in a remote area. How do I get a hold of him?Pls email me. Alopez028@aol.com

Anonymous said...

hi sir...pwede ko ba makuha ang celphone number ni mang juan ponce...at saka si mang edol..ito po ang email ko...tintindaim@yahoo.com

Anonymous said...

hi sir...pwede ko ba makuha ang celphone number ni mang juan ponce...at saka si mang edol..ito po ang email ko...tintindaim@yahoo.com

Anonymous said...

napaka inetersante at nice script writing.. na enthize mo mangbabasa mo :-D and very informative..hindi mahira intindihin...

Anonymous said...

Thanx for promoting our island..Im from Siquijor, at San Antonio to be exact..one of Juan Ponce's grandson was my classmate way back in High School,,
You haven't meet Vicente the other faith healer who also do illusions like He let the paper dance..
Though they say our island is scarry,Im still proud Im from there...
although me personally believe
there are really shamans and Sorcerers because i have witnessed lots of confusing deaths of some people that a doctors cant explain whats the real illness..but i also believe that it wont affect if that so called victim didn't do any harm to his enemy..
and Not all healers there do Bad,They just do it to protect there family..
And additional info, San Antonio is a patron of lost.TESTED and PROVEN!! just pray for it every 6 pm with a candle and it will be found,,weather it was stolen or just gone..you'll find a clue for it..
and it was a tradition there that if your gonna TAKE a BOARD EXAM, or GO far from the ISLAND,or WISH for something,,,take an island "ROUND" and go to the 7 churches in 7 towns,take a solemn prayer every church and it will be GRANTED...

ITS the best thing i can share about our island....

Boris said...

Like the story. Its a mixed emotion of adventure, frighten, etc.

Boris said...

Like the story. Its a mixed emotion of adventure, frighten, etc.

Anonymous said...

hi sir. pwede ko bang malaman ang number ni mang edol? may nagcurse kasi sa akin na mamalasin ako. gusto ko lang ipatanggal. please send sa e-mail adress ko na fajardo_belinda@yahoo.com

Kla said...

Very inspiring! I want to travel here alone, too.

Steph said...

Hi Dennis,
Thank you for sharing this information. I need some little help from you, I want to keep in touch with Mang Edol or Juan Ponce basically NOT for interviews or documentary purposes, can you give me their contact numbers? I am a generous person and I am willing to pay someone who can help me.
send me a message at steph.moore25@gmail.com

Anonymous said...

Hi cyna, have u been to siquijor already? Gusto ko din kasi pumunta dun eh.. gusto mo dalawa tayo, hanapin,natin c mang juan ponce.

Anonymous said...

Hi..!! Need ko din po pumunta kay mang edol or mang juan ponce. Please po help me. Baka pwede tayo sabay pumunta sa kanila.


-Nurse17

Anonymous said...

Nurse17 here. I wrote the comment above.

Tnx.

Anonymous said...

hi, pwede mo ba ako tulungan. Please po e-mail mo ako.. baka pwede po ako matulungan nang tatay mo. Eto e-mail ko mi_bonita2008@yahoo.com

Tnx.

--nurse17

Anonymous said...

Hi tata castro .Can u please e-mail me.. I also need help. Baka pwede tayong sabay pumunta sa siquijor at mag hanap kay mang edol. mi_bonita2008@yahoo.com


-nurse17

Anonymous said...

Hi po mi_bonita ako rin po gusto ko pumunta kay mang edol, pwd sabay po ako sa iyo pumunta siquijor. Email nyo lang po ako mariejenn32@gmail.com

TORTITAS said...

sabay tau na lang urgent...

Anonymous said...

email me rianneurbano_7@yahoo.com punta tau urgent

-biLLy rAy- said...

I read your article again and again. Just like the rest, i became so curios with these kulam thing. Now that I saw the picture of Mang Ponce, I now remember that it was him i met before (twice).

On the other hand, i liked your article regarding the island of Siquijor.
Thank you for the good feedback and comments of my native place.

Nimfa Su said...

Hi Dennis, how can i get in touch with mang juan Ponse or mang edol...please help. Thank you. nimfa.su75@gmail.com