Friday, April 21, 2006

Marcopper Mining Site
Sta. Cruz Marinduque

I was not suppose to be on the trip. It's a delegation of our school when we're invited to perform a kind of ethnic dance which will be in a once private secondary school which at the same time formerly headed by our leader, Mrs. Salvacion. The only thing that me required to go is being a vice president of SSC and being the editor-in-chief of the school publication (it never existed, I shud say).
We're on the roof of the jeepney shouting on the people we pass by and laugh as loud as we can. I'm interested of the presentation but the proceed to the controversial marcopper mining site made me somewhat excited. We reached the school and they performed and so on but what's funny there is that I'm sitting along with the visitors and teachers as our leader introduced me to them and I soliloquized..."hey i feel stupid here. Why Am I here anyway....?" After the program, we took the road to the site. As we get near, I saw a group of CAFGUS (recruited civilians for military work) camping nearby. I guess they were designated there to hold the NPA (National People's Army), believed to be as terrorists but I find them as revolutionists rather than what the government suggests.
We reached the site and there I witnessed a totally brutal way of killing nature. "Hope for that mountain is evanescent", I thought. The mountain is like a chocolate devoured and unpleasantly tore to half. beside it, is a deep excavation filled with greenish water. The mining stopped due to death of natives believed to be poisoned by some chemical leaked from the site.
We started home late noon and the scene never escaped my mind. A fade of natural life, tragic!