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The Carolinian

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Volume XV (Issue No. 12) March 1952

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1952

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Published by the students of the University of Son Carlos Cebu City Philippines Zdro/inidn LeMJI'WI'USTUDENTS EMILIO IL ALLER. crf.Ior; VICENTE N. L1M. uwriale; F1DELIZA F. GAR­ CIA, literary; LEONIE I.IANZA. feature; BUDDY QUITORIO. Fenture: JESUS G. RAMA, military; BENJAMIN CABAILO. JR., art; JOSE DE LA RIARTE. reporter. i'esus C. FAIGAO CARMEN O. GONZALEZ Rev. LUIS E. SCHOENFELD, SVD Moderator ________________ 34 . 35 3 5 7 8 9 • Sditetfal • Reflections On Graduation So you’re graduating. You are sure you have made the grade. And the glorious day is etched in big letters of red on the calendar pinned on your favorite wall. You should be happy. At least you are supposed to be. But there are people ivho, speaking from experience, believe that grad­ uation to the student should not be merely donning on of the cap, gown, hood, accompanied by accolades of triumph from satisfied parents. There is more to graduation than all these, they say. And the light-hearted graduate who thinks that his graduation is all there is for him to achieve, the summum bonum of his efforts, is due for a big disillusionment. The rainbow-colored bubble of this chimeric event would profit him better if it should sooner spend itself out and literally burst into void reality across his face. For he may wake up blinking one fine morning only to realize too late that emptiness is staring him from space. It might be a little late for him to shake himself off from this haunting graduation dream. For graduation is not everything. It surely is not enough to merely graduate. This graduation dream is just a breathing spell. For it marks the prelude to the commencement of impending trials and tribulations, which, on the main, are much more real, more vivid and more pulsating than the hallucinations of a dream or of what­ ever was encountered in the study halls of theory. Embarrassing problems and trying questions set in to blur his pet and perfect picture of himself amidst ease, leisure and contentment. For he must move and work. And the things he must put up against are plenty and varied — how to make a good start in his chosen profes­ sion — how to make a real go of it in actual practice — how to maintain this career-momentum necessary for a decent livelihood. What the graduate acquires in the classroom and his conduct and sincerely in his studies will be reflected in him acutely and correspondingly when he is put to the test. If he has applied him­ self diligently to learning, all ivill be well. If otherwise, nobody but himself and his pride suffers. Whatever he may bring unto himself will be of his own doing; a simple application of the theory of cause and effect. It would be a better attitude to consider graduation as a means to mark time for another beginning. But whatever this graduation dream might evoke in anybody’s contemplations, graduates are usually swept away in the tide of praise, applause, and congratulations, which we usually join in under the irresistible urge of the moment, we congratulate them. We wish them all the luck in the world. They will surely need it in their struggle for down-to-earth existence. But though they should leave to face the world single-handed while carving out for themselves their chosen paths, they will not be entirely alone. For San Carlos ivill always be with them as a memory and an inspiration. They know that their Alma Mater hopes and prays the best for them. In turn, they will strive to bring mote honor and renown to her as loyal sons and daughters who rec­ ognize in this success a matter of duty, obligation, lore and respect for their Alma Mater. He was a watcher oi the iorest tires; The hunger for the sea was in his eyes; He heard far voices calling in the night; He felt a hunger gnawing in the mind. He crossed the oceans through the mist and rains To where the beaches checked the Hight Oi vintas folding multi-colored sails. His lore was of the jungles and the plains; He learned the language of the purling waves; For him there rose no suns beyond the gates; He was strengthened by his native faith, The brown child friendly to the tropic sun. There blew breezes from the mains To make strange mixture of the loam and sod. He burned rare incense lor his native gods Until a new world opened, and the drums Oi Empire broke the silence, droves of doves Perched on crossed silhouettes against the suns. And new worlds burst within him, lit his life. Leavening unredeemed dust With inner giowings spiritually bright. Slowly the days dawned-died with certain flight,— A new star shone upon the sunburned child— Bared him new mansions where the soul may hide, Pointed the way where new horizons rise, Adorned the arbour where may hide the dream, Made the blade bloom to life, Made this the basis of the apothegm. Made mankind the inspirer and the theme Of his brave dreams, to warble to the breeze, Making the need of others his own need, Making their hopes his hope, their dread his dread. The brown child has become a mature man, Heir to the composite deed. In him the blood which in his forebears ran. The world grows smaller in his mental span, A world of rebelling atomies that dance. How keep his balance in a world grown mad, How keep his bearings when the taut string snabs? The Brown Man challenges, he will hold his throne. He will be faithful to his past. The Brown Man will not die—will hold his own! $y C. Saigao Page 4 THE CAROLINIAN 7N OUR present survey covering moral guidance of our youth, we shall not touch upon the so-called "problem boy," but upon the lad who faces a serious problem, not the character almost permanent­ ly warped through an unfortunate background, but rather the average run of youth who must safeguard his own morals. The problem con­ fronting his deals with the shaping of his own personal program of life, one which will guarantee the fulfill­ ment of his own individual destiny. Such a calling consists in his own dedication and attachment to a per­ sonal ideal to which all his interests and energies are related. This inner adhesion of himself to such an ideal THE AUTHOR is far more intimate than the voca­ tion of life, let us say, to the clerical or lay state, and even less for that manner, to professions of life such as political career, research in nat­ ural science, etc. Such a top notch center binds itself so closely to one's personal integrity that no condition of life can absorb it, no human per­ son nor law has the jurisdiction to create a rift within its precincts. A profession, on the other hand, is re­ lative to change of circumstances, must yield to the demands of the times, lies out of the control of suc­ cess or failure. But a personal union with Christ lies within the control of our desires, and supposing of course the use of His grace, grants an inner autonomy so absolute that none can cast off, except we our­ selves. The Catholic Attitude Regarding Moral Guidance Of Youth Then, too, this program of life is uniquely individual, in as much as each lad entering life may ap­ proach his ideal in a manner that corresponds to his temperament. Although our hearts are fashioned to love and grow into the full stat­ ure of His Divine Image, yet each may find Him under a different viewpoint. Some are drawn to Him as a Divine Friend, others as a Personal Father, others again un­ der some attribute, say. His Divine Wisdom. One's own natural equip­ ment and interior yearnings of spir­ it and capacities dictate a way l^eu. Bernard 'lAJrockla.cje, S.V.^b.,Pk.^b. Professor, College of Liberal Arts determined by God's particular plan in each case. We must bear in mind though such a call is not di­ vided from other walks in life, yet it is distinct from any other. In­ stead of dividing our conduct into several spheres, its spirit animates all professions, assures a power per­ vading all our relations with our work, ourselves and fellowmen, overflowing from one root center. Such a coordinated outlook and attraction contributes two indispen­ sable aids in moral conduct: Power and Direction. It yields direction by offering a long ranged objective which stands above and independent of the com­ plexities of our modern times which our youth must face. It is an un­ failing light to gaze at when the criss-cross attractions of the envi­ ronment drive our young men into confusion. The false supposition of John Dewey that the young find their way in conduct through the sheer use of a moving environment is showing its sad results already. Place the young in an envi­ ronment both physical and social and youth will find himself through experiment. The give and take in society will balance his outlook, so that his desires will find coor­ dination through a balanced outlet, says Dewey. Literally swimming in relativity, the lad becomes the mercy of his changing environment and turns himself into a bewildered specimen of irreconciliable attrac­ tions. Mastery of an environment is first of all a mastery of ourselves, an adjustment of inner spirit rather than only a disposition of outer circumstances. It is not the world which influences us, but, rather the idea of the world which we possess that finds an inroad into our be­ havior. The Ideal guarantees power above all, power to choose, stamina to follow through with our con­ victions. As soon as love directs itself to a single focus upon which the heart can rest, the fullest amount of energy is released. Release of energy is the true source of power. Whereas without coordination of values, even among lads of fairly well formed habits, interests and power may be scattered. Unable to utilize all their energies in the face of morally conflicting attrac­ tions, choice of conduct may fall in a balance at a time only when reserve strength offers a bulwark against a pitfall. Love For An Ideal As A Source Of Power We cannot underestimate the importance of love for an ideal which releases a power for action. (Continued on next page) March, 1952 Page 5 Quite frequently one hears an in­ dividual say, "I am weak, I do not have enough will power." Weakness of will, in some cases, becomes the last refuge offered by a youth to explain away an un­ fortunate mishap. But generally is it a lack of will power why young men fall into misdeed? The best psychologists together with Lindworsky deny any such defi­ ciency in the will itself. Their rea­ sons seem quite convincing. The will is distinctly one faculty, although it exerts its effects in many and varied kinds of activities. Were the will itself weak, this same weak­ ness should reveal itself in some de­ gree in all the actions, in as much as these activities flow from one common source. The very con­ trary, however, proves itself. The very same lad whose will power failed in the presence of some vice, sustained an endless power and stamina in other regions of conduct. Without any inner struggle he can play the most fervent ball games on the hottest days; he can muster enough energy to shorten his work through intense labor to have an extra hour for competitive sport. Another case presents itself. The priest points out the enormity of a committed misdeed. After the priest finished his admonition, the youth turns and says, "Father, seems no use in trying, I am too weak. My passions just get the best of me." But while engage in his professional work, he never tires nor is there lack of power to meet the gravest obstacles. Another instance refers to a young prisoner of war who found his exertion in studying the English language distasteful and sluggish. Later on his efforts to grasp the language turned into an intense joy and fervor. The wonderful change came about when a good vocabulary was needed to read the love letters sent to him by his Eng­ lish-speaking fiancee. Falls and lack of effort found in some forms of activity and not in others does not arise from lack of power in the will, but rather be­ cause the power in the will is not used, and power is not used be­ cause there is not enough love. Love or the prizing of virtue does not exceed the desire for vice. One finds one's will coming into power the more one loves, and if one loves little, power is little. How can directors increase love and estimation for their supreme Ideal, render the love of Christ and the virtues adorning his personality the predominant attraction? What is the secret of creating this love superior to another love? Importance Of Valuation The will always moves to ob­ jects presented as values, that is to objects which are prized and ap­ preciated. Unless the thing in question is a value for the person, no movement of the will in its di­ rection will follow, regardless how precious it may be in itself or for others. But as soon as an inroad into man's desires paves itself, action results. And the more the object is prized the greater the in­ clination. The inclination is not a passive quality but eminently ac­ tive. And such a movement re­ mains constant toward an ideal as soon as a common denominator be­ tween the person and the object loved or cherished is established. Man's will or desire becomes a part of the very item he wants. Or as Maritain puts it, “the part of one­ self in another becomes the gravi­ tation pull or intentional connaturality by which the lower tends in­ wardly toward existential union with the beloved, as towards its own being from which it has been separated." To weave on appreciation of vir­ tue into the hearts and minds of the the youth depends to a large extent upon the qualified efforts of the spiritual director and in general the educator. It is a task not merely of in­ struction, but moving the will to love and appreciate values, not merely conviction, but also persuasion. The general law will prove help­ ful and in most cases guarantee a movement in the direction of ideals lies in the motive power of the image. A certain authority in this field, named Eymieu, words it briefly as follows: "The more con­ crete, impressible and living one discovers an image resounding throughout one's entire being, the more it drives one to act." Gen­ erally speaking, ideas must be suf­ ficiently concretized to penetrate into the sphere of both mind and sentiment to overpower into action. Unless the director speaks to the whole man, even the best defini­ tions of virtues remain powerless. Being too abstract and foreign, they bear little leverage for move­ ment. Speaking to the whole each in­ dividual requires special attention, for each person is a world in him­ self. Addressing ourselves to the man in general is for the most part ineffectual, for the man in general does not exist. It is this particular lad with all his inner baggage, his secret capacities, la­ tent yearnings and aspiration in this temperament. So unique has God made His creatures, that Maritain says, "no moral case occurs twice in the world." While each soul bears the imprint of Christ's image, it is up to the director to guide him within the framework of his temperament where appeal and interest take form, an appeal which God's particular Providence intend­ ed for each. Any attempt to recast the unique individualities of young man into several categories may hinder God's plan for this partic­ ular soul. In God's house we are assured that there are many man­ sions for all types of souls. Let us not take it upon ourselves to reduce this number of mansions. No director can hardly justify his intentions of molding the lives of others into a pre-conceived pattern of his own, thinking that one or the other temperament might be class­ ed superior. History bears out the fact that, great men are found among all classes of temperaments. Instead of being repressed which might bottleneck their energies and aspirations into an artificial figure, the good elements were respected, brought out to bloom into a perso­ nality which God had intended. Knowledge Of Temperament Although individual structure cannot be classified into sharp out­ lines, yet it might prove serviceable to propose the chief elements of the various temperaments for general norms of direction. While it is dif­ ficult to know one's temperament fully, general reactions, conduct, and individual interests give us some clue. The three constitutive elements of temperament devised by two diligent Dutch scholars, Heyman and Wirsma, seem most funda­ mental. They are the emotional type, the active type, and the 3rd type who reverberate to impres­ sions. We need not insist on the fact that no one element covers any one exclusively. Usually several or more are found, with one hold­ ing predominance. The emotional specimen feels much. He laments, and laughs easily and reacts more violently to words, using strong terms for ob­ jects which in themselves may not be significant. The non-emotional displays the very opposite. He feels little, is moved rarely and only for a grave reason. He is more (Continued on page 25) Page .6 THE CAROLINIAN • One of the greatest gifts an alumnus can offer to his Alma Mater is to give her honor by his being given a Papal Award, the Medal Pro Ecclesia et Pontifice besides dis­ tinguishing himself as Congressman for many terms. In this scholarly speech he analyzed the effects of years of godless education in the Philippine educational system. With due allowance to Human failings, many social inequalities, crimes, divorce, birth control, greed, lust for power, dishonesty, govern­ ment abuses and excesses, and other evils that aflict us nowadays are traceable to a large extent to either ignorance or misconception Your Excellency, Archbishop Rosales, Reverend Fathers, Papal Knights, Ladies and Gentlemen: Permit me to express my pro­ found gratitude to the Holy Father for the honor he has bestowed upon me; to His Excellency, Archbishop Rosales for his kindness in making arrangement for the holding of my investiture. According to His Excellency, Archbishop Reyes, the award. Pro Ecclesia et Pontifice has been given to me for my work for the religious instruction of our youth. I would therefore ask indulgence of this distinguised gathering to allow me to make a few remarks on our youth. To the students of the different Catholic schools I send my warm­ est greetings. I particularly Salute my beloved Alma Mater, Colegio de San Carlos, now the great Uni­ versity of San Carlos. On the whole, the Catholic school is the best in any country of the world. It is regarded with great sympathy even in non-Catholic countries. It is attaining an amaz­ ing progress in the United States. Notwithstanding the extreme na­ tionalism of the Japanese people, the University of German Jesuits and the schools for girls of the Spanish, Italian, and French nuns in Japan enjoy a great prestige. We are all familiar with the high standing of the Catholic schools in the City of Cebu and with their phenomenal growth. Their future is still better and brighter. Posses­ sing the advantages of the strong organization and permanent vitality of the religious Orders that are running them, the Catholic schools in Cebu will certainly survive the many vicissitudes to which are sub­ jected, the other private schools whose existence depends largely on the life and changing personal for­ tunes of their individual founders and owners. Those of us who have had the privilege of being educated in Catholic schools must keep in mind this thought: That our foreign religious teachers came to the Phil­ ippines at a great sacrifice. They left their countries, their homes. on RELIGIOUS IlfflUCWl ■uenco Congressman, 5th District of Cebu Alamnus Congressman Miguel Cuenco comments on the present Educational system in the Philippines on the occasion of his getting the Papal award Pro Ecclesia et Pontifice. "Fifty years of godless public school system In the Philippines are already bearing their fruits," he observed. families, and dear ones not to seek wealth nor earn a livelihood but to teach us to become good Chris­ tians, to make out of us fine Cath­ olic gentlemen and ladies. I venture one humble sugges­ tion. I wish that the great encycli­ cals of Leo XIII, Pius X, and Pius XII (the reigning Pontiff) on the social question, on government, on marriage, on education, and on in­ ternational peace be taught in the collegiate courses of our Catholic schools. These enlightening doc­ uments are works of wisdom and of holiness, and of moralizing in­ fluence. They declare and eluci­ date the truth about grave questions that confront society and man at the present time. The encyclicals cannot err because they express the teachings of God, Our Creator, and of Jesus Christ, Our Redeemer. of Catholic teachings. Fifty years of godless public system in the Philippines are al­ ready bearing their fruits. The old God-fearing Filipino generation, steeped in piety, is dying out. The great majority of Filipinos below 45 years of age do not know the Ten Commandments, nor have they any idea about God or of His Son, Jesus Christ, True God and True Man. They do not go to confession nor receive communion, nor do they pray, for many of them cannot even say The Our Father or the Hail Mary. We reap what we sow. A wave of crime is sweep­ ing the country. The number of prisoners sentenced to death and burnt in the electric chair in Muntinglupa during the last two years, convicted of murder with robbery, (Continued on page 25) March, 1952 Page 7 • First Prize-Winning Poem by Miguel ^lontejo (a) (Re^EctionA Rain drizzles over Palo roofs, like a cross-cut saw, it hammers a staccato on nipa shingles, the amber dawn approaches but the day is gloomy, day that palls like a shroud, sombre without joy, day that recalls morbid thoughts of the dark cell, the narrow chamber, the lifeless norm, day of falling pellets, pelting, soaking the skin, — day that travels over lands devoid of light, what have you witnessed, what have you glimpsed, by what motives came you here? why do people hurry, like walking on a flying trapeze, what cause them to seek the elusive bluebird? life without meaning, why do they live at all? Why does that man driving piles for Luntad-US army bridge do it? what impels him? why this motley crowd of giggling girls and boys, men and women too, no longer young go to llawod Outfit? what motives urge? why this endless hurry to seek a living if life is death? how can we trace desire, assume shape, corporeal or incorporeal, choate or inchoate? what Promethean fire seek they, when in final synthesis, Anteus-like, they go to earth, whence they came? Why claw for mesons and positions, if we die after? why this endless jangle from jeeps, from blasting gravel, from bulldozers, from amphibious ducks, from rivets of bridges, from helicopters flying loose? toward what end? for what purpose, whither are these wage-earners bound? This pell-mell humanity, this crazy inferno, what pit and pendulum, what Midas riches seek they? why pile money if in final analysis you leave them as you die? why seek joy when happiness is mixed with pain? when life is nine-tenths misery. when Faustus wasted his, looking for elixirs of joy, only to barter his soul in the end with Mephistopheles? when Loreleis of sin seduce inveigles, with pain, when Ponce de Leons pine for fountains of youth that turn a mirage, when sorrow and sweetness, pleasure and pain alternate on this poor earth, ruthless nemesis that confronts them, dare they ignore? when the end of pleasure is retribution? steeped in libations of the ego, can they escape life's inexorable law, can they forego pain, can they? Tabors we glimpse daily, flaming visions of fire, visions splendid when the soul reaches for stardust, for shining minarets lovelier than Bagdad's, for turreted towers vaster than Rome's, for alabaster temples and shining cupolas and richer domes, splendider than Rheims or Notre Dames for temples of truth, cathedrals of conviction; Daily sin weights us down, pulls bottomward, precipice after precipice, bastions after bastions.... Man strove for Sinai but ah,—that was ages ago; on the altar-pyres of the soul, burn we incense daily go GOD, but man, brute man, tarnished from infancy with perdition since first of Adam's fall, yields to mud, over alternating striving for rising and ebbing virtuousness. Thus, in the sanctuary of our inmost soul we witness a daily battle of good and evil we see in a death-grapple, as in a jiu-jitso, forces of right and wrong in eternal tug, with no one seeing save the eye of conscience, to record winnings and losses, Man asserts for triumph of good, for victory of right, but he falls.... life after life, surging and surging, battlements after battlements besieged, only to succumb, when doom stares at him; But triumphant is the Soul. tis deathless, formless, fleeting, eternal, soaring unto lights supernal, dream of lunar nights, as it meets God from the nameless grave, unto the eternal throne........ I (b) jJntnoitaA The branched tendrill of your life's tree all coil from Christus—Bethlehem, Galilee, Nazareth, Capernaum—they bear testimony of God's love and truth till eternity. Soul, whose bosom is made a homing nest of the Holy Infant's true, everlasting love lift up your eyes toward Paradise, behold the flambeau of the skies, today is the Infant Jesus' natal day, weave rondelles, sing a roundelay, join Tacloban's festive throng, blessed by the Child's loving song;: Of peace?—Ah ponder this: If Tacloban is quiet today, 'tis because of Child Jesus' loving hand. (c) n’E^tament ^aitk This majestic sweep of the arching heavens, this rosy flush of daybreak that tints the skies, this eternal sobbing of the sobbing sea, this upraised acacia that mumbles a benedicite, this grandeur of the eternal hills, this soul-healing stir of breezes in the leaves, this placid calm that assails the soul this holy communion of land and firmament, the lyric tempo of songbirds in the woods, on this segment of earth where none intrudes, this velvety sweep of white rosal blooms that recalls the infinity of You, O GOD, this eternal cycle of days and nights, These—and all else around me are testament enough of thee, GOD. THE CAROLINIAN Page 8 • First Prize Story in the 1952 UNIVERSITY DAY Literary Contest Q . ^SUMMER was running out V_V when Tatay Juan came to the city unexpectedly to take me home for a short and belated vacation. I was beginning to feel afraid that it would be like the pre­ vious year. I had eagerly waited for his coming but he did not come. Now that he had come I scarcely knew how to tie securely the wornout buri bag wherein I had hastily packed'my clothes for I always felt that crazy bubbling excitement when­ ever I go home to the barrio. The country air was crisp and I felt its cool playful sting on my cheeks. The bustling hubbub of the city was gone. The refreshing earthly smell filled the atmosphere as the bus steadily gained along the rows of gaunt acacia trees. As if bidding me welcome, the hillsides were shaking with ripe yellow corn. The even rows of the newly sprung upland rice seemed to join in the gleeful welcome, too. I had missed these sights the previous year and even before that; I had missed the peace of the hills and the quiet security the mountains give. My heart yearned not only for the happy times I had with my parents but also for the gay treks up and down the hills with Josefina. WATER Wit/i Her Her mother had called her Jose­ fina, Inday Pina was her father's favorite pet name lor her, but when he was in an angry mood he would gruntle harshly: Josefinal I called her Jo for short. She said I was being short but sweet about it; be­ sides, she liked it because it had a touch and gloss of novelty in it. I have always wondered why we were such good friends when I was what she called a lady of few words and one who made such slow and calm decisions while she was lo­ quacious and quick in making hers. She just loved to draw conclusions at the spur of the moment. Come what may later. I guess we simply got along together and that was all there was to it. The oldest red tile-roofed house in the small barrio of Katipunan be­ longed to Iyo Talyo, Jo's grand­ father, a wealthy, unassuming land­ owner and a widower. The big house was safely enclosed in high stone walls topped with broken glass firmly embedded in concrete. For several years Iyo Talyo had been chosen unanimously as teniente del barrio until his rheumatism got WINE the best of him and he had to re­ sign from his highly esteemed posi­ tion. That was the time he wrote his son, Andres, who stayed in the city with his family, to come home and keep him company, at least for the remaining years of his life. Be­ sides, there was no other heir. His son had never amounted to any­ thing except lead a lazy man's life. Andres and his fashionable family lived on the pensions Iyo Talyo tolerably sent them. Perhaps it was more of an extra sense of duty than genuine fatherly love which prompted him to do so. He had promised his wife on her deathbed to look after their only son as best as he could. Many times he had gotten his son out of one scrape after another. One day he received a letter from Andres saying that he had got married. It meant more money, and (Continued on page 26) l/ictoria oLt aCiamco (Post-Graduate School) March, 1952 Page 9 NOW SHOWING: l A /ell, HERE are some types y |/ of girls a fellow invari­ ably gets to escort to the movies in his lifetime. Of course some girls won't particularly cher­ ish this piece after reading it, and 1'11 probably be waylaid by some irate femmes armed with some form of deadly or lethal weapon like the sharp point of an umbrella, hairpins, safety pins, or a freshly manicured female fingernail. But 1 have just flunked a Removal exam and resign myself to the cruelties of a cruel world. So, come on, ladies, one at a time. Form a line to the right and no crowding, please. First off, we shall harp on the happy type Imagine: you are sitting next to her inside a movie. The film is a technicolored musical comedy, the hero is a popular movie idol and his sidekick is a popular comedian. Now comes a scene where the funnyman starts with the shenanigans. The crowd howls, doubles up in merry con­ volutions, everybody is wracked with spasms of hysterical laughter. And this is where your girl comes in. This dame doesn't only laugh, she swats the upper part of your arm nearest to her and pinches the lower part with quarter-inch long fingernails. She comes near to wal­ loping your lower jaw with a neat uppercut. She's having the time of her life while using you as a punching bag, a pin cushion, and maybe a clothesrack too, for you're holding her sweater and handbag while she's holding a bag of pea­ nuts! She giggles excitedly and throbs with pure unadulterated mirth, all the while taking pokes at you and giving you welts on the arm as if a swarm of mos­ quitoes are giving you the works. Brother, she's really fractured! You look at her sheepishly, smile wanly, and half-heartedly say, "He he." And of course there's the sad type, too. You are sitting beside her and the film is a tear jerker. When the hero or heroine is in a sad predicament and it seems there is nothing better to do than cry — cry she does, as if she was going to be shot at sunrise! She starts sniffling and digging for her handkie from the bowels of a bag cluttered with lipstick, nail file, coins, a small mirror, pins, chewing gum, etc. You look at her solicitously and wonder, gee, what a soft heart • By VNL • THE MOVIE this dame's got. But she goes on bawling like a leaking fire hydrant and now and then blows her nose, and the big man sitting in front of you looks back to see if you have bitten off part of her lips or something. Then at the last scene, when the villain get his due and the hero and heroine are united or reunited your girl's pleased as Punch . . . and then spends a full half hour at the Ladies' Room re­ making her face. This next one is rather shared by both sexes of cinemaddicts. But for the girls, I'd say she's the female counterpart of the rig driver. At every suspenseful part she goes "Tch tch tch," and never fails to repeat same everytime the suspense hits the heartstrings. Like the hap­ py type she splits with uncontrolled glee if the scene's funny, and if a scary part of the film suddenly flashes on the screen she's the first to jump and shout, "Eeeeeee! . . . Sus, da-oy!!!!' This one is when the movie is a mystery, murder, or sus­ pense. And, to prolong this expose, there's also the dictaphone, par­ rot or repeater. She repeats the last words of the dialogue like a litanist. If the film's a musical she sings or hums the ditty along with the singer on the screen. And you never saw such an exhibition of dissonance, too! Since we've gone this far we might as well add the type, thaj reeks like a broken perfume bottle. To clear your beclouded nostrils you light a fag . . . and what does the sweet girl do? She instantly gasps for breath and coughs and coughs and fans the air frantically as if she's asphyxiated, and poor you, taking the hint, takes a last deep drag and reluctantly throw away the freshly lighted butt. And now, to beat the ladies to the punch are some infuriated fe­ male pen pusher seeks to retaliate by listing down some of the ec­ centricities of the male moviegoer, (Continued on page 28) Page 10 THE CAROLINIAN S WE are celebrating "Phar­ macy Week," our minds spontaneously think of Drugstores and the people in the Drugstores, the Pharmacists. We may even wonder whether their profession is a worthwhile one, and whether they fill the place in society which they are expected to fill. We may even ask what this place ought to be. We take it for granted — and suppose, everybody does — that man on earth is always in search for happiness. We know by ex­ perience and observation that sick­ ness is one of the greatest obstacles to happiness — as health is one of its most important prerequisites. Medicine, therefore, or concretely speaking, the Doctor is one of the greatest friends and benefactors of man. Pharmacy and Medicine ori­ ginally were one profession. But when in the course of time Medicine developed intensively and exten­ sively, Pharmacy, in due time, branched off and became a pro­ fession by itself. Still, the two are very closely related. This appears clearly in Pharmacy's most char­ acteristic subject: Pharmacognosy. While Pharmacology, still a medi­ cal subject, inquires into the pos­ sibility of using the natural agen­ cies hidden in both the inorganic and organic world around us. Pharmacognosy studies how these same agencies actually can be freed from their natural ligations and made subservient to the com­ plex organism of man. It is clear that Pharmacy is only a handmaid of Medicine, but it is also clear that it shares the distinction and priv­ ilege of being a friend and ben­ efactor of mankind. Being hand­ maids, they must serve. But to serve is an honor, and this honor is theirs. This we put before our minds, and we inculcate it into our stu­ dents: they must serve, they must be exact, meticulous, conscientious, responsible! Pharmacy is, ideologically speak­ ing, based on a sound philosophy, on the knowledge and acknowledginent that man combines in himself the rest of the world: the minerals, the plants, the animal. Man is not a mineral, neither a plant, nor an animal, but the component factors • In stimulating, directing, and redirecting the mysterious forces of nature in man, the Pharmacist handles a delicate, a sacred task. He actually cooperates with the Creator Himself. of all these are basically found in him, not however any longer as such, but transformed, raised up to a higher level of being, permeated by the substantial "force" which we call soul. The body of man and the soul of man are not two distinct elements; they are mutu­ ally com-penetrating each other to such a perfection that they are but one being. This explains the intrin­ sic dependency of the soul on the body, and this reveals the deepest The College of Pharmacy gets a big boost from the conscientious, studious and * pretty people it enrolls. reason why, after all, health is so all-important for the general well­ being of man, his soul included. This also shows how mysteriously interwoven are the forces of nature in man and how delicate, even sa­ cred, a task it is to stimulate, to help, to direct or re-direct these forces in the attempts to cure or to pre­ vent diseases! This is, indeed, ac­ tual cooperation with the Creator Himself. From this follows the ob­ ligation to act and work accord­ ing to His will: a pharma­ cist must always help, never counter-act never abuse nature. This is why poisons, narcotics, and other potentially harmful drugs (e.g. anti-conceptives) must be handled always with the greatest possible care and always in con­ formity with the law. Frivolity and carelessness are alien to her pro­ fession. These thoughts show how great a pharmacist's professions is; they also show why a College of Phar­ macy belongs in a Catholic Univer­ sity, such as the University of San Carlos. March, 1952 Page 11 'W&at “Da fyxc *7^^ ^Z> —_ . —_- Conducted by ---------------------------------------------------------------- buddy b. quitorio----------At the outset, that big chunk of humanity called the HOI POLLOI must be appraised of the fact that we ore gunning for the hornet's nest. Secularism to be precise. And just to show that we mean business, we aim to rattle that dogmatic bugaboo even if we are stung on the nose. Or, if you prefer another way of gabbing, we have a feeling some people will be mighty eager to upset the applecart again. And so, if monkey wrenches come wanging in our direction, we don't have to skeedadle like we are wont to do, eh? Let all the monkeys do the monkey business but we will hang on to our bananas. But first ... an explanation is in order. Here's a morsel for Peeping To set the record straight, we are retrieving the notion of religious education from the trashcan because we were yanked out of dreamland when Congress­ man Miguel Cuenco, a Papal awardee, disclosed that Godless education has proved to be a colossal fiasco! Right Congressman? Well, we don't relish the idea of. napping while we have the whale of a problem in our midst. If growling or sniveling can help our fighting congressman in his crusade, he can be sure that we will growl and snivel like nobody's business. We had to undergo a lot of prowling, prying and rubber-necking into other people's business before we could find out who kicks (and who wants to have his face on paper). At any rate, here's what they say: — About Religious Instruction in All Schools — • Esperanza Fiel — College of Liberal Arts says: There should be no more misgivings anent the fact that there is a pressing need tor a reevaluation of morality in its true perspective and standard. Man simply has to be man enough to wake up to the fact that he has gone backpedalling in his concept of right and wrong. Under a morality gone haywire, man grabs anything that suits his fancy even if he has to stub other people's coms. But who is to put morality back to where it should be? Surely, not brother Joey Stalin! He is one dang yokel Esperanto Fiel who messes around with things. So why don't we acquiesce to religious education to resolve our quandary? • Nick Anano — Pre-Law Class President, says: Religious educa­ tion presents ideals worth living Nick Anano for. There are so many sadsacks in this cock-eyed world today be­ cause there are scores and scores of people who have nothing to live for except their pocketbooks or perhaps their stomachs. Well, their pocketbooks are prone to undergo relentless laxations and their stomachs are in no way a palladium against occasional an­ noyances of hunger. There is only one millionaire that 1 know of who knows neither depression nor hunger — God! • Ophelia Bajamonde — Home Economics, Says: Times and events have proved that neither the hangman's noose nor the electric chair have mitigated the callousness sported by hard­ bitten criminals. Personally, I think these methods are a back­ ward step in civilization. What is really needed to soften man's stubbornness is an environment Ophelia Bajamonde where the air of Godliness per­ meates. Such environment will give man's poor soul a chance to grow. This means Godliness from the cradle, through religious education, then to a cold, cold grave. • Leonora Penserga — Pharm­ acy, says: Essentially and basi­ cally, man is good in spite of his foibles so that religion is never a pressure brought to bear upon him On the contrary, it fulfills Leonora Penserga and complements a nature al­ ready destined for Him. So . . . there is neither rhyme nor reason (Continued on page 28) Page 12 THE CAROLINIAN c I INA saw the crowd at the gate. Already she could feel the breathing heat and hu­ mid perspiration smelling of earth and sunshine. There would be a rush when she opens the door, a usual occurrence during enrollment days. There was the hush and burried greetings as the young teacher el­ bowed her way through the crowd. Twice Lina bumped herself against people but it was a pleasant morn­ ing and she was sweetly smiling at them. These must be guardians of her would-be pupils. It would be a good start to cultivate their friendship and cooperation from the very beginning. Lina took blank sheets of rolled paper from her leather bag and listed late comers. This done, she wiped beads of perspiration on her temple and viewed her lists approv­ ingly. The minimum requirement was almost reached. She rose to seat her new pu pils, assigning them seats accord­ ing to height, small children in front. These took quite a time. Just then a little boy came in and walked toward her. "Your name, my child?" Lina asked. "My name is Julito Cruz," was the boy's ready response. From the extended hand she received a carefully folded piece of crisp pa per. His birth certificate. "You are Bertha's son. Julito7" She beamed at the child. Already she was overwhelmed with joy. The boy nodded timidly. The curly hair and eyelashes! The same mouth and forehead. "Oh, you must not be ashamed of me. I will soon be your teacher. Your mother is with you, Julito, isn't she?" But Julito was unresponsive. She glanced around scanning the faces of the crowd waiting outside. She smiled down at her but her friend­ liness did not arouse Julito's interest a bit. He was sad and tears began to roll on his cheeks from his large eyes. He did not look at her any­ more. Lina was confused. So she guided him to his seat. This was his first day, she thought. He would surely get over his shyness in due time. (Home Economics) Later, she told her new pupil to go home and come back in the af­ ternoon when she noticed that no more were coming to enroll. Alone she was in a pensive mood. The prospect of meeting Bertha gave her vigor and expectations. Once again she felt young blood surge through her veins, and her mind retraced the obscured years of childhood she thought she already had lost in a misty portion of her memory. She would be seeing Bertha again after all the years. Not the joy and gameness as a childhood playmate, perhaps, but she would be reminding Bertha which was her of all the pleasant memories of her own youth. A panorama of the past unfolded in his memory of years. Sometimes of an early morning hour, just when the enliv­ ening rays of sunrise began chang­ ing the earth's pale streams into gold, Bertha would come to call Lina. (Continued on page 28) March, 1952 Page 13 'Ptet&te fades out 'icente H. d-im Well, Alex — This is it. This term's last issue and the last of the series. I can hear someone sigh with relief. "About time!" and another gratefully say, "Thank God." Okay, okay, I've been a bore. So I haven't fractured anyone with bellyaches and sprained neck muscles. So what? So I end it all, eh. Ha ha. People have been wondering how it all started, anyway. Well, Alex my friend, it was of those things. They needed a space filler and there I was minding another person's business. They were staring the same deadline in the face, pressed for time, and in need of a few more lines to complete the layout. So I crashed the literqry world concocting unliterary matter with my gray matter! But all GOOD things must come to an end, eh Alex. And so I now slip back to obscurity. Tch tch. Too bod, and 1 was beginning to improve my grammar too! Herbie’ll miss a lot of things. He'll miss Miss Rodil ... er. I mean Miss Rodil's classes (where he had to sit in front), and he'll miss Mr. Flordeliz' cracks to wake up a bored and sleepy class and hold its interest; and he'll miss — most of all — Fr. Wrocklage's absorbing, thought-provoking, philosophizing classes which really make him think; THIS is what we need. Why didn't we have him before? And when he hears the word "seminar" he'll remember Fr. Wrocklage and his unselfish plans for the student s advancement. Herbie will also miss Mr. Montes' polite and considerate treatment of his student; and Mr. Vale's special brand of camar­ aderie and esprit-de-corps; and Mrs. Lucero's matronly handling of her class ( Brrrrrrrrrr!). He'll miss Fr. Schoenfeld's classes where they have to split in the middle during exams. I don't know what for he has to have that middle aisle! And he'll miss (yeah?) Atty. Ortiz' supersonic dictation; and he'll miss who can forget! that nasty clerk in the Registration office. Brother, what a life, eh, Alex. This morning we take Sociology, this afternoon we take Geology, and in the evening we take a bottle of Rum. Next morning we have to drink a glass oi bromo before we drink that awful glass of milk? Whew. And so we become part oi the passing whatchamacallit oi life. The Juniors now become Seniors tomorrow, and they'll have their own gripes ... so why rub it in! So long, Alex. Farewell, relax and lake it slow. All this from, Herbie. Look* At... ....VIOL SAGUIN. A lot of us would give anything for a tip on where she's keeping her magnetic bright self these gloomy days. Somebody would heave a heavy sigh then, "Ah.. .h. .h. ,h sweet mystery of life at last I've found thee..." (Unquote). . ...PAZ "Bathsheba" BAJARIAS, the Ca­ rolinian who turned a year older (tsk! watch your temper!) last January. I got a load of this via wireless and there was a "David" with a song for her. Post Scripting: "Don't forget to send me an invitation, Pleeze!" As if you possibly could huh, Paz? Tho you may be his one but not the only! eh? ....INTING ASUNCION. There's no other way of delineating him than having an idea of the general body build — height and all — of a German hound (Beg your pardon, Inting.) To which class he most fortunately belongs. He owns the only bulldog with a pair of real gold teeth. His Pop must love the bull­ dog better than him because he hasn't got any himself. Yahoooo, there Te-ei-cong.. .er ... .er Vince! ....KITTY SABIDO, She always manages to burst panting into the classroom just after the prayer and roll-call, every 6:30 without a miss. Wonder how she does it!? .... ADORACION LUCAS. She's on'e of the "sweet" type. She rarely has some­ thing to say but when she does com­ mence to prattle it's usually of herself at a little-less-sweet 17... and green. And it looks like she hasn't been any other color since. Another dulcet is "my very own" VICKY PARAS. Want another round of cakes, Vic? Just holler when you do.... No other than the one and only INTING LIM (Herbie, to you). Do you know that he's one of those countless class evaders dubbed in a mildiest sort of diplomatic lingua by Fr. "A.. a..a..h..h there are those who choose to excuse themselves..." (Continued on page 32) Page 14 THE CAROLINIAN W hat Is Russian A Slavery Worse Than Death SEVERAL of the writers to whom I have referred in this work have given incon­ testable proofs that millions and mil­ lions of persons have been con­ demned to slavish labor in circum­ stances, in comparison with which the negro slaves in Uncle Tom's Cabin enjoyed an earthly paradise! Let me introduce to our readers one whose name some of them have already probably met, Vladimir Petrov. In This Week Magazine (July 10, 1948) appears an article from Petrov, who is the only known Dalstroy survivor in America, and who is now on the faculty of Yale University. An article, as an in­ troductory explanation of Petrov's story, is contributed by Corey Ford, under the title Stalin's Mountain of Gold, in which an account is given of “a grim gold rush" carried on "in the mystery land of Arctic Siberia" in the most tragic circum­ stances. This fabulous gold strike is in the Kolyma district of North­ east Siberia, taken ever in 1931 as a Soviet government project known as Dalstroy. "At a terrible cost in loves," writes Corey Ford, " a start was made on a harbor, a town, a 350mile all weather Kolyma Road from Magadan to the gold fields. Ex­ haustion, typhus and executions de­ cimated the ranks of the slave la­ borers — but on they came, by the shipload, year in and year out. "There is no telling how many persons have died in the grim 16year history of Dalstroy. Petrov es­ timates that at least 100,000 of his fellow prisoners died during his own six-year term. Their nameless bo­ dies, stripped of clothing, were dumped into the very ground from which the yellow metal had been taken." This last sentence is like an echo of Alexeev's statement of his exper­ iences as a boy in the U.S.S.R.: "I saw Red militia-men bring fifteen wagonloads of naked corpses into the streets of my home town as a notice that a peasant revolt had been crushed." "In some ways," says Vladimir Petrov, "it is better to be a slave than to be free in Russia today. The citizen is always afraid of Sta­ lin's police. But with a prisoner the worst has already happened. There is no fear — not even of death. A slave in Siberia does not care much if he dies." "Back in the prison in Lenin­ grad," writes Petrov, "I remember seeing in the room of the NKVD commandant a Soviet slogan: It is better to arrest ten innocent than to leave one criminal free.' " While a second year student at Leningrad Engineering Institute in 1935, the year of the great purge, Vladimir Petrov was arrested as the result of a raid on his rooms, in­ stigated by a jealous girl who was an agent of the NKVD and had planted in his apartment some books that no Soviet citizen is al­ lowed to read. Dragged to jail and given a mock trial, Petrov was sen­ tenced to six years' hard labor in Siberia. From his article I Escaped Alive I cull but a few of the many tragic facts he narrates: On the ice-bound steamer Dzhurma 2,500 slaves pe­ rished of cold in 1933 . . . When a prisoner froze his finger, a doctor merely hacked off the frozen finger with a knife . . . The rate of mor­ tality, due to cold, disease, hunger, and sheer exhaustion, was terrifi­ cally high. Men who dropped in their tracks were hauled to the exe­ cution camp and shot as "sabo­ teurs." In Kolyma, in 1938 alone, there were 70,000 deaths ... Only the hardiest peasants survived a full term of penal servitude in the gold mines... A special execution camp was established for each gold field Administration, nicknamed "The Meat Grinder," where those who had been sentenced by the NKVD, without trial, were brought, compelled to dig their own graves, stripped of their clothes (which were to be redistributed later to new pri­ soners), stood behind the holes they dug, and mowed down by machine guns. Terrorized "Confessions" One of the authors best qualified to write on Russian Communism is Freda Utley, an English lady who was educated in Switzerland and England, a university graduate of varied distinctions, correspondent of the Manchester Guardian (in Japan, 1928-29), married to a Russian, a resident with her husband in the U.S.S.R. from 1930 to 1936, and em­ ployed in Russia during those years first as a specialist in the Cotton Industry and then as a "Senior Scientific Worker" at the Institute of World Economy and Politics in the Academy of Sciences. When her (Continued on page 16) March, 1952 Page 15 OI AN WANTS THIS PEACE. It is not a peace for a single group wherein they could huddle with contentment the fruits of orderliness in a small society, but is a world peace. The peace must altogether be among all men re­ gardless of color, belief, and creed. It beacons into the darkness of the archaic dividedness amongst na­ tions, it is a new light purged into the mentality of man modeme for a synthesized dependency upon each other. It does not call for things material, but for things of the spirit. For peace exists in spirit; en masse the minds must conglo­ merate in meeting on a common ground. Thus we have in our generation a titanic attempt to have one. Twice have we organized as nations to have one but failed. And present­ ly, we seem to be organized into a single world citizenry with two sha­ dows falling from the single whole: Both are constantly moving in op­ posite directions. We pose as one yet the lights of our true inclina­ tions do not lie; for we are of two, and are not one. We have to shoot cold wars, very deadly cold wars causing the loss of many lives and resources. Hence, our generation has become over-diplomatic and artificial; we use Colgate smiles and wave our hands enthusiastically to our friends passing by while our backyard is on fire Or we calmly make a good handclasp in a toast while our WHAT husband was arrested and, with­ out trial, condemned to a concen­ tration camp, she left Russia and has since held high offices of trust and, as correspondent, has contri­ buted valuable articles to various newspapers of note. This talented lady is also the authoress of more than half-a-dozen excellent books. Freda Utley is gifted with a ta­ lent that is not common amongst writers: she has the knack of say­ ing multum in parvo — of being IS RUSSIAN COMMUNISM? friend's body is almost dead by the poison we. dropped into his cup! Is this the generation who wants peace? When we adhere to two irreconciliable ideologies, Commu­ nism and Democracy? First, we must look at the march of man, into the roots of his obsta­ cle for when unearthed the two sha­ dows fall into one; for it is as the same man who stands against the parabolic curves of fate, destiny in­ evitable, with the sharp refractions of his own aspirations. The fate is inevitable for it is the creation of his time — born with diverting ideo­ logies, while he craves for his own unity. He cannot be a hamlet; yet he is not content to say like a toad that mud and water are one. The UN assemblage is the mir­ ror where the pyramidical set-up, a paragon of peace, our world's civilization is reflected. There one can see on the summit of its sym­ metry the pennant of the united world in its middle half are en­ graved the names of the nations in this world; and at the bottom is the foundation composed of millions of mankind. What is stupendous above is only the abstraction of the magna­ nimity below. Without strong foundations the pyramid would col­ lapse. Unless the countries are in­ tegrated within themselves first, the pennant of the united world will fall, and without the fullness in the heart and spirit of its people the (Continued from page 15) able to state clearly and concisely what another writer might require more space to narrate in a less tell­ ing manner. Her pamphlet Why I Ceased To Be A Communist (Cath­ olic Information Society, N.Y.C.) is a model of verve, conciseness, and precision. The very opening para­ graph arrests the reader's attention: Paradoxical as it sounds, I ceased to be a Communist for the same reasons which originally led me to become one. The liberal as(Continued on page 21) nations will topple down, then, lo, great will be the fall! For while we congregate for peace, with other nations in the halls of the UN our brothers at home shoot against brothers and be­ smirch our soil on this earth with fratricidal blood. And as we meet in the UN for peace, we arm ourselves, then shout for peace! We hold to the face of the po­ pulace a live white pigeon of peace, but our sleeves stink with blood and gunpowder, then denounce war! We ceased to be our brothers' keepers, and are amused at our peace. What is bad above should be worst below. It is manifested in our hearts, the far cry from the humble Family two thousand years ago; for charity begins at home, so to quote. It was in the hearts of these Three where sprang the first true love for peace. The herald for the Newly-Born called for Peace on Earth and Goodwill to Men, and He said, Love thy neighbors as thy­ self. That alone will suffice for our unpeace. The things inculcated in an in­ dividual's early life will remain; no amount of effort can efface it. The heart will remain morbid as it has been made to be so, or charitable if it were taught to be. It starts from home and ends at home; the black remains black and the pure remains pure. If man, who seeks for peace, would for a moment sink from his bold stand and ponder to search himself what heart he possesses, then, he should not be surprised to find his heart not entirely pure. This is the reason for the failure of his attempts to have the most coveted laurels of peace. For, only by heart alone can there be peace; a world peace: the spirit of peace in his mind emanates from his heart. Peace is heart! Page 16 THE CAROLINIAN Atty. DOMINGO A. ZOZOBRADO Dumanjug, Cebu Atty. SERGIO A. BANTILES Balamban, Cebu Atty. CESAR T. CABATINGAN Cebu City Gke Cc^UiUGM, 'pAOudli^ i(une plctu/ied. of the ttGC newLauM^e/iA uxlta ku/idled the. ladt tla/L ^xaxxunatianS. (Continued on page 20) Atty. PRUDENCIO DENSING Catmon, Cebu Atty. CATALINO M. DORONIO Borbon, Cebu Atty. MARCIAL L. FERNANDEZ Dlmlao. Bohol Float, College of Liberal Arts tyieAta i When U.S.C. celebrates, it's always a bang-up affaii DAY held last month. Included herein are some of t seen in Cebu. — On stage, the U.S.C. show goes or are a treat to the eye. Float, College of Education Float, College of Law Letty Martillo in "Czardas" 'k.g.e. [i these pages are some of the highlights of the U.S.C. zen or so floats in the parade which was the best yet light-footed Carolinian danseuses whose swirling feats Float, Normal Department "Moro Dance" Education lasses who did the prize-winning "Andalusia" Atty. RICARDO GABUYA Cebu City Atty. LAZARO M. JABONERO Labangon, Cebu City Mcvte 6^ the Atty. LUIS M. GARCIA Cebu City Atty. SERGIO M. LACTAO Mambajao, Mis. Or. Atty. TEODORO V. LIM Atty. EMILIO Y. HILADO, Jr. Bacolod City Atty. JESUS Y. LIM Balamban, Cebu See also inside back cover for more new barristers from U.S.C. ALUMNI HOMECOMING On the occasion of the alumni homecoming for this year, more than two hundred alumni from different places honored the occasion by attending the traditional Faculty - Alumni banquet. The new lawyers and pharma­ cists who made brilliant records in the bar and board examinations were invited as honored guests. In an impromptu program, with the genial Vice-President of the U.S.C. Alumni Association, Dr. Osmundo Rama, as emcee, after din­ ner speeches were delivered. Con­ gressman Miguel Cuenco, one of the distinguished alumni, made a stirring speech about San Carlos and her role in the education of the youth. Mons. Esteban Montecillo, also an alumnus, gave an instruc­ tive and entertaining short talk. Pres. Jesus P. Garcia of the Alumni Association thanked the adminis­ tration and the alumni for their cooperation and reviewed the ac­ tivities of the organization as well as the future plans. Very Reverend Albert V. Gansewinkel, as Rector of the University and Spiritual Mo­ derator of the Association, closed the program with an inspiring ad­ dress, thanking the Association mem­ bers and the faculty for their co­ operation and assuring them that San Carlos is always ready to ex­ tend her help to them. BOHOL ALUMNI REPORT Miss Purificacion L. Chagas, B.S.E '51, reports that she is now teaching Spanish, National Lan­ guage and English in the St. An­ thony's Academy at Carmen, Bohol, and gave us the following data about other alumnae: Miss GUADALUPE F. PARAGUYA is teaching Biology at the Tubigon Catholic High School, Tubigon, Bohol; Miss ANDRESA G. PASCO handles Algebra at the Philippine College, Calape, Bohol; Miss DIONISIA L. CANO is at the Holy Child High School, Quinoguitan, Misamis Oriental, handling Biology and English; Miss PAZ CASTRO and Miss ELEUTERIA DOLERA are both teachers in the St. Mary's College, Guindulmon, Bohol; Miss AGUSTINA RELAMPAGOS is the Home Economist in the SierraBullones High School; Miss TRINIDAD OPELINA and Miss NICOLASITA PATINDOL recently joined the Clarin High School FaMiss LIBRADA BILIRAN is at the Bohol Trade School and, at lost, a gentleman, Mr. PACIFICO ESTILLORE is the his­ torian at the St. Paul's Academy, Inabanga, Bohol. Good news! Everybody is em­ ployed. How about those not em­ ployed? May we know where they are? WHAT IS RUSSIAN COMMUNISM? pirations which turned my youthful hopes toward the Soviet Union made me recoil from Communism in hor­ ror once I came to know its real nature." ] As a child, Freda Utley read ex­ tensively, especially Greek history, i French revolutionary, literature, and the English nineteenth century poets of freedom. Believing that the Com munist ideal stood for the brother­ hood of man, irrespective of race, creed, color, or nationality, and re garding it as the fulfilment of the age-long struggle of mankind for li­ berty and justice, this young lady joined the Communist Party in Eng­ land. She was a type of a certain > kind of Communist with whom we can sincerely sympathize — one who visualized the Communist sys­ tem as an ideal while knowing noth­ ing of the frightful operation of the system in the U.S.S.R. ] Tn a word," declares this au­ thoress, "I was led to Communism by a passion for the emancipation of mankind." But the ardent young Commu­ nist's roseate dreams melted away < and her cherished idol was shat- 1 tered when she came face to face I with the operation of Ruscomism. < Writing of her sojourn in the U.S.S.R. i she says: "During six disillusioning CARCAR ALUMNA IS A NOVITIATE Miss Elena Urgello, daughter of Don Francisco Urgello of Carcar, Cebu, is now at the Pines City, particularly at Pacdal, Baguio. She's now a nun. No more letters from her. ORCHIDS FROM LANAO Mr. Peping Fajardo, USC alum nus and an employee of the Phil­ ippine National Bank, Iligan, Lanao, conveys his warmest congratula­ tions to the new lawyers and phar­ macists who made record-breaking achievements in the Bar and Board examinations. ’ (Continued from page 16) years 1 learned the truth about Rus­ sia and the hollowness of Commu­ nist pretensions to be concerned with the welfare of the Common Man." "I found," she coritinues, "that Communist society has nothing in common with the free and equal which socialists believed would fol­ low the breakdown of the capital ist system. Month by month and year by year it was borne in upon me with increasing force that no­ where in the world is there greater injustice, inequality and cruel op­ pression than in Stalin's Russia, more hopeless poverty and ruthless exploitation of the working class, a more privileged ruling class; less regard for the dignity of man and less will or desire or possibility of raising the standard of life of the mass of the people. The reality of life in Communist Russia is as re­ mote from the picture painted by the friends of the Soviet Union in the west as the earth from Mars : . . All that I had expected to find in Russia was reviled and abused. The democratic capitalist world which I had rejected began to appear in­ finitely desirable in comparison with the slavery and poverty and terror in Communist Russia" (pp. 2 <S 3). (Continued on page S3) March, 1952 Page 21 Everyday brings the semester closer to its end. Pretty soon it'll be the finals, and the Tactical Inspection for the ROTCadets, and the graduation ceremonies. For the grad­ uates it means marching down the aisle in self-conscious gaits with that "helium" feeling (lighter-than-air), and relatives with flowers somewhere in the seats near the foot of the stage. It is the end of a year of grind. It is the end of two years of preparatory studies. For the Liberal Arts graduate means entering regular Law or regular Medicine next year. So you're a graduate now. What and how much do you remember of your college life since two years ago? How prepared do you think you are for those more advanced, more serious subjects in that field you're going to take up? How well have you pre­ pared for them? You can't enter classes in regular Law or Med with your noggin still swimming in the haze of that graduation party your folks gave you. Of course the hang-over wouldn't last that long anyway, eh. Well, o. k., so you're a graduate now. You're the guy or the dame with those two letters after your full name: A.A. Congrats. But the glory of graduation can't completely cover some scars and hurts some guys met on the way. For some people there are more things than absolute honesty and de­ cency in college life, especially when it comes to exams. Some people have found out that even in college there is the battle for the fittest. In this case "fittest" goes two ways. Either you're really good or you can play the game underhandedly very well! Still, if you're a flop, you're a flop and no question about it; or, what's your kick — you know you're no good. The point is, you can pass if you're good enough or diligent enough or conscientious enough — or if you can pull the wool over the prof's eyes expertly and masterfully (in this you have to depend entirely on your ability to cheat or illicitly secure copies of the exam questions from sources). To be the former is to be safe and honorable, but the latter is, it seems, more easier but riskier. Take your sides. Don't be in the center. If you are, brother, you'll be sorry. I was! Pretty grim, huh. But some people's memories of their college life are a little bit wacky and funny. There's a guy who spent three years for a two-year prep course, and in the course of this holiday managed to romp about all the colleges and subjects, taking and changing them like so many pairs of socks. He entered college fresh from high school and enrolled in the Lib. Arts, taking the Pre-Med course. After that he switched to Pre(Continued on page 23) JT'S 3LLJ.EGAL (Contiiiued from page ■1) idency of the Lex Circle, the college of law organization, of which later he became the president. On the side, he ran for councilor in his hometown and was among those who survived the political tidal wave that washed up the party in power all over the country. He hails from far-flung Bitoon, Dumanjug, Cebu. When asked for a final tip about himself, he bent over confidently to whisper: "Don't forget to tell them I'm a bachelor." But what turned out to be the surprise package of class 51 was a soft-spoken, intelligent young man from Payabon, Negros Oriental, Fortunato "Valfort" Vailoces. At meetings and seminars, having no stomach for theatricals and bluster­ ing antics of budding lawyers, he would rather observe than shoot his mouth off. A color-minded, and at right times, turkey-talking student, he preferred to boil down into three terse sentences what would take most to say in three paragraphs. He had a healthy aversion for tucking books to school ("It makes me feel like a schoolboy.") so he had to tuck the lessons between his ears before entering the class­ room. To this habit he attributes his making the 5th place in the bar exams. Among his riskier theories: he believes in reviewing during the school days and loafing around during the review and pre-week days. But his formula clicked. Cur­ rently, he is with the Harvardian Colleges in Manila doubling as secretary and instructor, and on the side, still working out some of his risky but much pleasanter ideas, e.g. marriage. Apart from the talents of the Carolinian topnotchers and the grit and determination of the law class working as a team to make good and uphold the prestige of San Carlos, the credit for the success story of the underdog law class of '51 goes to the law faculty, espe­ cially to Dean Fulvio C. Pelaez who made personal sacrifice to give the class the best possible preparation for the bar exams, and to Rev. Father Albert v. Gansewinkel, S.V.D. who inaugurated an iron-hand policy in the law department even at the risk of incurring the displeasure of many, but which certainly had lifted the standards of the USC College of Law. THE CAROLINIAN PARADE AND REVIEW IN HONOR OF FR. RECTOR, BOARD OF REGENTS AND FACULTY MEMBERS "K" COMPANY "BEST MARCHING COMPANY" Judged as the 'best Marching company" last University Day was the "A" Company (Inf) commanded by Cdt. Capt. Pedro Patalinghug. The Company was rated in accord­ ance with march discipline, com­ mands, and marching precision. Those who composed the board of judges were Capt. Antonio M. Gon­ zales, Lt. Barria, and Capt. Dominador Tenazas of the III MA. RE-GRADUATION With the commencement a mat­ ter of lew weeks, advanced cadets have their hands full and geared for the "great" day. A joint gra duation and ball to be participated in by advanced graduates of all ROTC units of Cebu has been book­ ed for the occasion. Those who will be at the receiving end are Cdt Col. Francisco Borromeo, Cdt Lt.-Col. Rafael Avancena, Cdt Major Cesar Jamiro, Cdt. Lt.-Col. Jose Fantonial, Cdt Major Jaime Calungsod, Cadets Ramon Yu, Rafael Dondoyano, Cresencio Llanos, Jesus Rama, Florentino Teves, Alfredo Trani, Jr. Gil Vergara, Jaime Villa­ nueva, Emilio Samson, Federico Ca­ lo, Arturo Alino and Samuel Bagood. It would not be long now when they would be wearing gold bars on their shoulders, not the usual push buttons and diamonds." THEORETICAL EXAMS TO BE GIVEN DURING TACTICAL INSPECTION All advanced cadets are ordered to prepare mentally for the forth­ coming theoretical examination which will be held during the Tac­ tical inspection. Subjects to be taken up by the Infantry "boys" are the following: (A) Attack; (B) Combat Order; (C) Estimate of the Situation; (D) Op­ eration Order. For the Artillery group (Ad­ vanced Course): (A) Firing Battery; (B) Fire Direction Procedure, (C) Artillery Tactics. For the second year basic cadets, the subjects to be taken up are (A) Material; (B) Organization of the FA units; (C) Service of the Piece NEW AREA COMMANDER LAUDS LOCAL ROTC UNITS Col. Ramon Enriquez, the III MA Commander, was highly impress­ ed by the progress of training and the splendid record demonstrated by the various ROTC Units in Cebu. He also took time to praise the ROTC commandants for their re­ sourcefulness, leadership, and ad­ ministration. The USC Cadet Corps presented a colorful parade and review in honor of Fr. Rector, Board of Re­ gents, Deans and Faculty members last February 17, 1952, at the AbeIlana High School grounds. Well applauded during the parade cere­ mony was the marching precision of the cadets and the officers' center march. The occasion was highlighted by the presence of a large Carolinian crowd and the lovely ' kaydette" airls. ROTC BOOTH COPS HONORABLE MENTION: For the honor of the most art­ istic booth, the ROTC entry copped the honorable mention last USC Day. There was a display of arms, ammunitions, machine guns and walkie-talkie inside the booth. An interesting feature was a vivid des­ cription of the Battle of Heartbreak Ridge considered "A turning point" in the current war in Korea. PASSING THROUGH . . . (Continued from payc 2'2) Low after having flunked Chemistry and having abandoned Zoology. He had to take Trigo two times before getting wise and call­ ing it quits in the middle of the third time. He had to take Spanish 4 and Religion 4 twice each. He took Ontology and Episte­ mology and, four weeks later, jettisoned them. He had to repeat Economics I in order to beat a Condition. He .. . but enough of this run-around. I'll write my life's story someday and send you a com­ plimentary copy! Getting back to the subject of gradua­ tion, the administration ought to give out free handouts of aspirin pills on the eve of the final exams. Or maybe cups of coffee and some mosquito repellent solutions. Ladies and gentlemen, the Graduation March . . . tarn ta da de dum . . . March, 1952 Page 23 SpOrtS For the Second For the consolation ol the Uni­ versity of San Carlos which spends thousands of pesos yearly for sports, and for the morale of Carolinians both in school and in their chosen fields of endeavor, let the following facts be placed on record. CCAA CHAMPIONS IN BASKETBALL There was a time at the begin­ ning of this season when the Uni­ versity of San Carlos was consider­ ing to withdraw from the basketball series of the CCAA this year on ac­ count of the small material available in the Varsity. Nobody was surprised therefore when the USC basketball team start­ ed coming with their tails down. With the USP and the SWC fighting for the top position, the USC was good only for the third floor during the first round of the series. Losing to Southwestern even in the second round, hope came back with the first streak of silver lining when San Carlos stopped the USP in a crucial battle. A victory of SWC over USP would have peacefully settled the question with SWC as champion and the USC as runnerup. But USP rolled back the SWC to create a triple tie with USC in the final round. By defeating both teams, the USC won the CCAA Championship in the basketball ser­ ies of 1951-52. Besides the championship title, the USC team was voted the clean­ est team in the CCAA, and also declared the highest scoring team. USC coach Manuel Baring was chos­ en the coach of the year, while Joe Espeleta won second most valu­ able player award. Responsible for this milestone in USC sports history are the follow­ ing: Coach Ray Johnson, Coach Manuel Baring, Captain Jose Espe­ leta, tricky Rudy Jakosalem, Key­ man Roy Morales, long-armed Evaristo Scgardui, tap-in Fausto Archie, fighting Domingo Tan, shooter Vi­ cente Dionaldo, useful Torilas Echivarre, versatile Martin Echivarre, Jr., patient Rodulfo Macasero, hope­ ful Francisco Arriola, and crackkneed Carlos Alvarez. USC TEAM IN MANILA According to many observers, of all teams from outside Manila, the USC Cagers made the best impres­ sion. Their victory over Guagua National College was not much in itself, but there is something the boys' style of playing that caught Manila in the eye. And far from con­ sidering it a shame, the USC team can hold it as an honor to have bowed to no less a team than San Beda. CAAL CHAMPIONS In the Cebu Archdiocesan Ath­ letic League, local meet, the USC basketball team again came out champion by disposing off Notre Dame College of San Fernando, Cebu, and by edging Colegio de San Jose. With the default of Leyte and Samar, the University of San Carlos, Cebu champions, faced Holy Name College, represent­ ing Bohol. By holding down the Boholanos, the USC was declared CAAL champions of 1952. The projected meet between the Mindanao, Cebu, and Iloilo cham­ pions has been postponed indefi­ nitely. USC GIRLS' CRACK VOLLEYBALL TEAM This year's volleyball team has put up a good record. They've brushed aside USP, CIT, and SWC. So far they lost only one game, to CSJ, but they will have their revenge in the second round when they will meet Colegio de San Jose in their home court. The members of the USC Volley­ ball team this year are: Captain Anacorita Sayman, Vice-Captain Felicidad Gilay, Netters Aurora Camero, Luz Evangelista, Bienvenida Guanzon, Stoopers Trinidad de la Serna, Salustia Torregoza, Pura Cimafranca, Ciriaca Briz, Encarna­ cion Larena, and Fe Salazar. TWO-MAN SWIMMING TEAM UPHOLDS USC NAME The Nabiulla-Colmenares duo held up high the name of the Uni­ versity of San Carlos when they con­ sistently held the second and third places in the free-style events in which they competed. Nabiulla broke the old record of Basanung in the 1500-meter race, but was out­ done by Alcantara of UST. In the 100-meter race, Nabiulla again lost by one-tenth of a second to Medel of UST. In the 400-meter event Al­ cantara still shaded Nabiulla by five seconds. Between the two of them, the Carolinian tankers were able to garner enough points to place USC in the third place in the National Intercollegiate Swim­ ming championship. In the National Open, Nabiulla and Colmenares made their best showing against veteran swimming champions of the Philippines. Na­ biulla made his mark by capturing the first place in the 100-meter free­ style and by winding up as second in the 400-meter free-style. Colmena­ res made fourth place in the 1500meter free-style with Basanung and Alcantara in the race. (Nabiulla did not enter in the 1500-meter race.) With only these two swimmers, the USC had no chance to get gen­ eral championship in swimming, but the wonder is that they were able to make a place for the USC at all after participating in only three of the swimming events. For this feat, therefore, our two swimmers, Parson Nabiulla and Angel Colme­ nares, deserve a rousing cheer from all Carolinians. Three cheers for Colmenares and Nabiulla! COMMERCE GETS INTRAMURAL CROWN Lest we forget, it must be put down on record that the College of Commerce captured the Intramural Basketball championship during the school year 1951-52. The members of the Commerce team are the fol­ lowing, Abel Salgado, Gregorio Algoso, Amado, Rubi, T. Pilones, Cabarrubias, Zosa, Evangelista, Jesus Yap, B. Lood, Sarfati, and M. Banzuelo. The runner-up position is held by the College of Education. Page 24 THE CAROLINIAN THE CATHOLIC ATTITUDE . . . (Continued from page 6) ON RELIGIOUS INSTRUCTION (Continued from page 7) sober with words and measures his impressions. The active soul pours itself into action independently ol results, whether his honor or glory is at stake or not. He acts because the idea spontaneously conveys itself to movement. For him leisure is a torment, a veritable punishment. Whereas the inactive feels an in­ ner resistance to work. Rather than labor, he prefers to read something agreeable, or dream. If he acts, it is solely out of motives extrinsic to his work. The resonant man who rever­ berates to all impressions falls into an important class. Any external change finds a re-echo within him­ self. If he reacts rapidly to first impressions leaving no impressions upon the soul, he is classed as reverberant to primary impres­ sions, a creature of primary reac­ tion. To such people impressions may strike but once and ramify over their whole being. Although impression may penetrate slowly, yet its effects may last a long time, even for life. Those of primary re­ action reverberate suddenly to an offense and often no matter how violent, forget soon. While others of secondary reaction react less fervently, but hold the offense much longer. They belong to the group who say, "I pardon, but do not forget." Of course, these several group­ ings to not comprise the total am­ plitude of an entire person. Many other so-called accessory elements can be added. His intellectual qualities may be either analytical or synthetic. In addition other ten­ dencies or drives might be includ­ ed, as self-love, avarice, sensuality, prodigality, etc. Though very im­ portant in moral issues, yet they are not the elements constituting a tem­ perament, since. they do not form the psychic material out of which a temperament results. Rather these accessory traits merely condition these three constitutive elements,, and all taken together form one entire temperament. Take for example the emotional type where non-active and subject to primary reaction. Being very sensitive to the variations of the external work, their humor alters with the change of environment. And in as much as they are in­ active, they usually live in an in­ ner world of reverie and ideal. Such characters are usually gifted with generosity, originality, quick­ ness of apprehension and often dis­ posed to art. They suffer one seri­ ous defect, instability. Men as Oscar Wilde or Byron belong to this group. Even the great St. Francis of Assisi numbers himself in this class. Reacting vehemently to the misery of his times, he gave himself entirely and forever to re­ lieve the state of poverty. As a non-active individual he preferred to enter himself, instead of follow­ ing his father's profession. React­ ing immediately with impulsiveness, he changed his clothing and be­ came the beggar of Rome. St. Francis was an artist and remained one after his conversion by giving renunciation a taste of poesy, and making austere life agreeable. Some say that St. Francis was the holiest of all Italians, and of all the most Italian. Such temperaments require a firm and understandable director whose guidance preserves their flame of enthusiasm aglow by il­ luminating their intellects with the language of the heart. There are other souls active to impressions of secondary reaction, and inactive as well. These are usually more introverted, and in­ clined to be reflexsive and medita­ tive. Although constant, yet they have tendencies to over-analyze, and often fall into scruples and problems. Many atheists and pes­ simists have joint this group, such as Schoppenhauer and Kier­ kegaard. Another personality be­ longing to this class is the holy Cur6 of Ars. He bore a strong compassion for the poor, avoided military service and almost ready to abandon his seminary studies’ because the branches were too rugged. He remained a pessimist all his life. Such personalities need a guide who can encourage and prompt the heart with an affective type of meditation leading them to confi­ dence and love. Others again are listed as emo­ tional, active and individuals of primary reaction. They are impul­ sive, revolutionaries who make good demagogues, but often lack con­ stancy to continue. Mussolini and Mirabeau belong to this class. Being enterprising and bursting into ac­ tion with lack of reflection, they endanger themselves to dissipation and lack of Interior spirit. (Continued on page 26) is much higher that- all those sen­ tenced to capital punishment for the same crime during more than three hundred years of Spanish rule and American rule put togeth­ er. Profit physical and material well-being are considered as the paramount human values. The re­ sult is that the rate of thefts in private enterprises as well as in government offices is very alarm­ ing. Crimes are not mere violations of penal laws. They have a much deeper significance. They are clear symptoms of the spiritual and moral disintegration of society itself. This moral decay should cause us the greatest anxiety. We can­ not sit idly by and fold our arms. We must do something about it quickly and positively. We are mindfull of the difficulties that the government interposes with regard to the effective teaching of religion in the public schools. But in all candor we must, however, admit that the teaching of religion to our children, inside or outside the pu­ blic schools, leaves much to be de sired. ; We propound no charges nor i raise recriminations. We blame no­ body, . much less, the, parish priest. Unlike the American or Spanish parishes, ours are usually very I large. In the United States there is one parish priest for every five thousand inhabitants. In the Phil­ ippines it is one for about fifteen thousand people. The parish priest alone therefore has not the means to provide for the religious instruc­ tion of his parishioners. He needs the cooperation and the support of all of us. The problem concerns everybody, the layman as well as the churchman. It is a. practical problem which calls for organiza? tion, for collective action, for the concerted efforts of all Catholic forces. With all humility I respect­ fully suggest that His Excellency, the Archbishop call a meeting of members of the Catholic Action, Papal Knights, Church dignitaries, Knight of Columbus, Members of the Legion of Mary, and Catholic educational leaders to devise ways and means for the effective teach­ ing of religion in the public schools. We face a great responsibility to God and to our country; a respon­ sibility which we cannot shirk. I I thank you. March, 1952 Page 25 THE CATHOLIC ATTITUDE . . . (Continued from page 25) Spiritual directors handling their fate, need wide understanding, encouraging them to meditate even if the help of a book be necessary. Recommending an intimate union with God will often bear great fruit. Others belong to this class who are influenced by secondary reaction. More balanced and lasting such characters are generally termed the passionate. Dante, Goethe, Caesar, St. Augustine, Bernard, Teresa and John Bosco number themselves in this class. Haughtiness constitutes their chief danger. Directors succeed the best by keeping them in the spirit of fra­ ternity, by having them meditate upon the realities of the spirit in­ cluding the fragility of the human soul. Such are but a few of the many possible character combinations in the total range of the human make­ up. The sum-total comprises a vast garden of varieties, each of which call for respect and consideration. Their observation and understand­ ing offer one condition to bring the inherent goodness of each youth into bloom. By tuning his deep unshakeable ideal with his own temperamental stuff, its image will penetrate the whole man, will be­ come more appealing, assumes more value, and releases more power. Over and above the means awakening the appeal and love for an ideal through the director him­ self. An effective medium to re­ direct the love of our youth, calls for more than a doctrinaire, nay even more than conveying the fruits of past experience. In the last analysis it is the impact of his personality upon the person direct­ ed. Formation or education in this sense, as Father Van Zeller main­ tains, is a personal affair or it is nothing. It needs be a personality whose vital relationship serves to bring Christ to his charges. Nay, I dare say, not that he brings Christ to others, but rather that he permits Christ to give Himself through his direction, a Divine Ideal transmitted only in the meas­ ure in which the director lives the Christian life himself. (Continued from page H) increase in the ceaseless flow of enormous pensions. At times he would rave about his son's irre­ sponsibility and dependence, he had even caught himself cursing his son for betraying his standards of human decency, but he would remember his wife and his promise. Andres was his son. . . Andres' family constituted only Nita, his city breed wife who drank, smoked, and was as spendthrift as her husband, and Josefina, their only daughter who had her mother's dark and attractive eyes and her father's haughty bearings coupled with an unbridled temper. I can­ not forget the day they came home to the hacienda for it was my birth­ day. I was wearing my new red poplin dress that Nanay Rita bought from the "tabo-an." Tatay Juan was Iyo Talyo's encargado and the day Andres and his family arrived, he was busy preparing for the day's entertainment and seeing to it that the food would be enough for every­ body. It was Iyo Talyo's delight to greet every homecoming of his son with a merry celebration and a sumptuous feast. I was helping my mother spread the newly cooked rice to cool off on the wide green banana leaves when Tatay Juan came over to us. Beside him was Josefina, neatly dressed in white, and with a red ribbon smartly perched on her curly hair, looking so young and childish. "Show her around the hacienda," Tatay Juan had said. "She had been only a tiny mite the last time she was up here. I'm sure she will enjoy it and like it enough to stay here for keeps." And Tatay Juan left us. We became fast friends. She would wake up early in the morn­ ing when the mists were still cling­ ing to the sleepy hills and come to our small cogon-roofed house. Na­ nay Rita was certainly amused when Jo told her that she liked to walk to and fro in our tiny sala because she could hear her feet sing. It was really our creaking bamboo floor. Out of embarrass­ ment, perhaps, Tatay Juan with a simulated nonchalance said that he had wanted to replace them with a new bunch of young bamboo but Nanay Rita objected. Both Nanay Rita and I knew that he was lying, of course, but we understood. It was he who strongly refused to have the old and shiny floor changed as he would lie down on its coolness every noon after meals □nd doze off for a few minutes be­ fore going to Iyo Talyo's house or to unhitch the carabao from the fields and lead it off to a cooler and greener grazing land. Nanay Rita would offer Jo some hot chocolate but she would refuse □nd say that she never failed to take a sip of morning stimulant be­ fore coming over to the house. I would catch a whiff of wine from a distance and once I was about to say something about it when I had looked up and saw the look on Tatay Juan's eyes; the words died in my lips. Jo had to watch me feed the pigs and throw big corn grains to the chickens before we could go on our daily morning ] treks to the wide grasslands and near-by hills. We would go up to the top of the hills, sprawl lazily on the green-carpeted earth and get a view of the wide expanse of Ha­ cienda Cirila, named after Iyo Talyo's wife who died when Andres was born. We could see the vast plains and the green fields splat­ tered conspicuously with clusters of nipa and cogon-roofed houses hud­ dled close to one another. We would feel the cool morning air start whin­ nying across the land and watch the gray-white smoke curling out from among the stoic mountain foliage which shyly hid some of the huts. Up there I would try to inhale as much as I could of the cool fresh­ ness of the mountain'’ air and bask with delight at being a witness to such an unruffled serenity. Jo would talk endlessly on the wonders and comforts of the ' city, the loneliness and monotony of country life, the thick clinging mud during big rains, and seeing nothing but green all around. As the sun struggled higher, she would suddenly get up and say, Come, dreamyhead, I'll race you down­ hill. And off she would vanish like a deer who has sensed a hunter in sight. We would rest beneath the gentle shade of the guava tree. Page 26 THE CAROLINIAN which was getting old and gawky, and start laughing. But hers was a taunting laughter. At times it seemed repulsive. The country ‘ scene and all it could offer to the eye or ear had lost its appeal. Every scene or object seemed dull and dark to her. . . f The shrill whistle of the conductor shrieked and the sudden screech > of the bus which pulled sharply to * a stop gave me a violent jolt. Tatay tffei Witte Juan carried my buri bag and we started on our one-kilometer trek home. We had passed the big red tile-roofed house and through the closed iron grilled gate I caught a glimpse of a lady on the porch. I was sure it was Jo. I wanted to ask Tatay Juan about her but I had noticed that he had been unusually quiet during the whole trip. Per­ haps he was just tired and the afternoon sun was making him sleepy or it may have been the silence which comes with the years. So I just trudged on silently beside him in the warming sunshine. Before my uncle and my cousin Nelia had sent for me to help them run their sari-sari store in the city, , Jo had already left for Manila with her mother who had made the least household trifle sour her temper; hence, having an excuse to go away from the hacienda and go to the big city. Jo had come to say good­ bye to us. I had wished her luck and hoped that she'd remember us in the country and perhaps visit us in the future. "1 won't forget you and your family but I don't think I'd want to come back here. Life in a rural region may be appealing to you; it's terribly boring for me. I want a life of excitement, not dullness, just as Mama wants, too." Jo sounded so confident. So far away. "Just the same, I hope you'll remember to visit us someday. Per­ haps when you get tired of city life." "I'll never tire of it. It's what I want and where I want to be. Mama and Papa always take care that I get what I want. They even think for me, so why should I worry. Mama does a lot of things for me; she shampoos my hair for instance. Papa is a real darling; he foots the hills. He's quite liberal, too, in his ways. I feel that we really do not belong here." "But this will be yours some­ day." "Yes, I know. But I can sell it if I would want to; I don't belong to this kind of life. It's like the way I take my wine — straight, no water, no nothing. It’s more stimulating, more fun that way. That is what my life is going to be." Tatay Juan and I were now fol­ lowing the familiar narrow trail and before long came alongside the little brook where Jo and I used to wade in and across was the stumbling path leading to the top of the hills where we had chased small yellow twin butterflies. The trees had turn­ ed deeper green; the beds of reeds where we played hide-and-seek seemed to have grown taller and thicker. I had to ask Tatay Juan about Jo. So I did. We stopped to rest on a big boulder slumped against a big pro­ truding root of a caimito tree. Tatay Juan took his handkerchief and wiped his damp forehead before he spoke. Something had happened to Jo and the family. The August rains were just over when Andres received a telegram from Manila. From Jo. Her mother had died of heart failure. "I did not read the telegram, of course, but I am sure Andres was not telling the truth. Josefina's mother must have died of excessive drinking. In the short length of time that they had stayed in the hacienda I had keenly observed how that woman took to wine." I still remember Tatay Juan com­ ing home one dusk from Iyo Talyo's house muttering about Andres' wife living on wine and nothing else. "Hush, Juan!" Nanay Rita had sharply cut in, "if those people from the city drink much, let them." "But it's so disgusting to see a woman drink the way Nita does, it's simply unbecoming," Tatay Juan retorted but Nanay Rita had gone down the back stairs to give the corn grits to the squeaking pigs. "Andres went to Manila imme­ diately," Tatay Juan continued. "After the burial he took Josefina home to Hacienda Cirila, a good move Andres had ever taken con­ sidering the casual approach that daughter of his had for her studies. It has been well over a year now that Iyo Talyo died; he wanted to have his son take over his place. Unfortunately, Andres does not have the excellent virtues and excellent executive abilities his father had possessed. He has gone back to his old vices, gambling and women. His father's wealth is fast dwindling; all the good things his father had built slowly and with care seem to have no meaning at all to Andres. The group of household hands are gradually ebbing, either they are not paid or they are merely afraid of Andres' terrible temper." "What about Jo?" Josefina has greatly changed. She sits at the porch all day, and gazes at the distant hills. Since she came nobody has seen her cry or laugh. Just like Jo. She won't pay anything with weeping or sor­ row. The cold haughty look is still there. But will Jo still have the grit to go on in spite of the tragic things that are happening? Poor Jo, so un­ prepared for the unexpected, trying to alter the fixed pattern of our bor­ rowed existence but was never made aware of the whims and fan­ cies of time and life that would stealthily creep on one and burst out all of a sudden like a thunder­ clap; thus, leaving one like Jo dumb with futility. "It won't be long now, Tatay Juan said clearing his throat, "when Josefina's brother will have to go as her mother did." A black storm was fast gather­ ing in the sky and a cold wind started blowing. We started on our way once more, through aimless rivulets, through the wind-stirred corn and rice fields, along the rows of caimito trees and the towering coconuts. . . all, in some strange way, enmeshed in twine of song. I keenly felt how great a part they have become of me. And I re­ solved that my life shall be like these vast green fields and hills. . . calm and far-reaching, giving a sense of peace and fullness. March, 1952 Page 27 FATE. . Lina, please come down. Let's meet the fishermen. Mother wants me to buy some binalingan." Hand in hand the two either run or skip spritelike toward the beach, with the lightness and agility cha­ racteristic of vibrant adolescence. Once on the seashore they would eagerly watch the approach of bancas, getting a better view of an exquisite picture. After making their purchase, the little girls would still have time to wander on the beach. To feel the salty sand under their feet. The sun, a golden yellow, still was low in the eastern sky. And they would hang their baskets on a branch and race the length of the beach to the old schoolhouse. Scattered all over the beach were pretty, lovely, sea things. Shells aplenty. Shells horny and smooth. The sparkling sea wa­ ter, shiny stones, and the deep blue sea. Bertha used to be her class­ mate in the old days. There was that particular afternoon of long ago when darkness pervaded the mossy walls of the old schoolhouse. It was raining hard outside. The pupils submitted to the sullen atmosphere by crumpling their arms over their breasts, bringing their legs together to preserve so much body heat as possible. The door slammed open letting in a cold rush of wind. From the door emerged the dripping fi­ gure of Bertha. "Bertha!" their teacher exclaim­ ed. "How could you come in this rain?" But Bertha was unmoving. Tiny streams of rain water rolled from her bare legs on to the con­ crete pavement. "Go back home, Bertha, and change into something dry and warm. Come back when the rain stops." For her part, Lina understood the gnawing bitterness in Bertha's little heart on that moment. She knew how poor Bertha was. In their house, there was almost nothing she could wear to school. Poverty stalked in their dilapidated dwell­ ing. In such a home Bertha lived a part of a large but indigent family. Other girls were buoyant and gay. Bertha was seldom that. It was Lina who gave her gaiety and laughter with her companionship. One day Lina learned her fam­ ily was returning to the City. With much effort she told Bertha her sad story. “You will soon forget me, (Continued from page 13) Lina, because I am poor," Bertha sobbed. “No, Bertha, no." I won't forget you. Never. Please don't cry any­ more, Lina said as she embraced her passionately. The last time she saw her, Ber­ tha was standing near the bend, the wind blowing her curly black hair. Her tear-stained face was grave with sorrow. There were times when Lina would dream of her. In her dreams Bertha would smile at her and showed her slimy, black-dotted jelly fish. How Lina would struggle to reach for Bertha's extended hand, only to awaken, that she had slipp­ ed from her clutches as slippery as the jelly fish she held. From an adjoining room a key was turned. The clicking gave Lina a start: Other teachers were going home. Slowly she made for the door and left for lunch. That afternoon, a senile looking woman came — leading Julito into the room. “Good afternoon, Miss Rico," the woman greeted Lina. "Julito is my grandson. I'm taking care of him ..." She faltered, searching her mind for the next words. Faint ripples twitched around her mouth, while her frail body shook mo­ mentarily. “He was my son. The boy's father was my son. Honest, Miss, Bertha's husband didn't kill that man! I knew it all along. We can not fight a case in court with­ out money. Cold money! "Bertha is dead. Miss: Poor child! A broken heart . . ." Lina was not prepared for it. It struck her hard. To her the world seemed to have snapped from its orbit. Suddenly she gained composure. "I'm sorry," Lina sighed, her voice sounded strange. THE MOVIE MANIAC . . . (Continued from page 10) I'm sure she won't forget or neglect to mention the boys who unfailing­ ly put up their feet on the back of the seat in front of them; or the inveterate chain smoker. Of the men, the most enthusiastic and omnipresent is the whistler or the clapper or shouter who whistles, shouts, or claps indignantly when the reel suddenly stops. Brother, WHAT DO YOU THINK? . . . (Continued from page 12) in divorcing education from reli­ gion because if the former aims at man’s physical or intellectual perfection the latter tends to en­ rich and harness his spiritual potentialities. Education and re­ ligion as one will undoubtedly cure man of the moral astigmat­ ism which has disquieted him in the past. • Joe Ricamora — College of Liberal Arts, says: I think its time we clamp down on the superfluity of youth by instituting religious education. It will do a lot to­ wards tempering a youth gone wild in regard to sensualism and temperance. A generation drunk with inordinate desires for ma­ terial things but famished of God is a generation gone to the dogs. Well, before we are dumped in­ to the kennel and while we can still help not joining the canines, let us do away with our sluggish systems and join hands in sweep­ ing the cobwebs of indifference so that we may be nearer to God and farther from the dogs. what a racket these guys create when the screen goes blank all of a sudden. At the end of the film some guys inevitably turn around to look for some friends, stand up, or give forth clearly audible call whistles. This is called The Search. Others neglect to bring their own matches or lighters to ignite their butts. And these are the Pests. (Continued on page 33) Page 28 THE CAROLINIAN MOST REV. LINO R. GONZAGA VISITS USC The country's newest bishop. His Excellency Most Reverend Lino R. Gonzaga, D.D., Bishop of Palo, Leyte, arrived at USC last month for a look-see on invitation extend­ ed to him by Very Rev. Rector Albert van Gansewinkel, S.V.D. Shown around the USC build­ ings and campus. Bishop Gonzaga was very much impressed by the great progress and growth of USC within such a short span of time. He was invited to say Mass lor the members of the USC Girls' High School Sodality. In a stirring sermon alter the Holy Mass, he underscored the absolute need ol Catholic education in our schools. We can never expect to bring up our youth along the true norms of decency and morality unless we first reach their hearts and souls, and imbue them with the knowledge and love of God, he said. There must be religious education, or there is no education at all, he went on. He also lamented the modern practice of degrading womanhood to the levels of advertising media. Of late, women have been exten­ sively commercialized and used to the extent of filling and spaces and ad billboards to sell this or that product. Their sacred role of motherhood has been too often for­ gotten. He heartily congratulated the sodality members for being enrolled in a Catholic school, and urged them to lead a virtuous life and set a shining example for all. RECTOR AND THREE USC FATHERS JOINED CEAP CONVENTION Very Rev. Albert van Gansewin­ kel, S.V.D., Rector of USC and three other Fathers joined the Fourth Na­ tional Convention of the Catholic Educational Association of the Phil­ ippines (CEAP), held in Manila last February 6th to 10th. The conven­ tion was high-lighted with lectures, discussions, and appraisals as well as resolutions affecting the Catholic education in the Islands. Very Rev. Father Rector took active participation in the delibera­ tions of the said convention as one of the chairmen in the plenary sesHis Excellency “ Most Rev. LINO R. GONZAGA, D.D. Bishop of Palo sion on general appraisals. Fr. Bernard Wrocklage, S.V.D., Ph. D., USC's newest addition to the Facul­ ty, gave a masterful lecture on "THE CATHOLIC ATTITUDE REGARDING MORAL GUIDANCE. OF YOUTH" (see page 5), one of the most in­ teresting subject matters covered by the convention. Father Floresca, USC's Night High School Director, lead the discussion on "RELIGIOUS EDUCATION IN THE PHILIPPINE HIGH SCHOOLS." Father Rector, when interviewed by a CAROLINIAN staff-member, made the following statement: "The attendance was very good. As usual, however, Manila people also this time thought in terms of Manila. There was, for instance, no place on the reviewing stand for the dele­ gates from the Provinces because it was occupied by persons stationed in Manila. As a whole, all partici­ pants drew much encouragement and inspiration from the convention." The USC delegates left Manila before the closing ceremony was over, to be back in Cebu in time for the University Day Celebrations. FATHER WROCKLAGE LECTURES ON NATURAL LAW Upon request of Atty. Antonio de Pio, professor of the USC College of Law, the Rev. Fr. Bernard Wrock­ lage, S.V.D., Ph. D., took time-out from his regular schedule of acti­ vities to lecture on Natural Law be­ fore the Junior Law class in Juris­ prudence. The special lecture was held at the USC Girl's School build­ ing by Jones Avenue. Fr. Wrocklage gave much en­ lightenment on Natural Law as be­ ing studied by the Junior Law stu­ dents under Jurisprudence. Before a hushed and decidedly impressed audience, the learned doctor of philosophy spoke for an hour about the essence and appli­ cation of Natural Law, as derived from his studies of subject from the works of a great master, St. Thomas Aquinas who believed that Natural Law is based upon the four basic appetites of man, namely, .self-preservation, desire for truth, desire to love God, and self-prop­ agation. _______ THE 1952 USC DAY FETE This year's traditional USC DAY FETE was celebrated last February 15 to 17. History repeated itself, for the University's biggest celebra­ tion went out as grand as the prev­ ious years' celebrations, if not grander. Managers of the annual affair have averred that this year's USC DAY has done better than the previous years in point of gaiety, popular attendance, and general public patronage. A grand parade was held on the afternoon oi February 16 which winded through the principal streets of Cebu City. There was a long motorcade preceded by the USC ROTC band and foot troops. The beautiful floats furnished color to the whole show, each repre­ senting a college or department of the University, and each vying for the honors of most artistic, most expressive and most symbolic floats. (The judges later gave the prize for most artistic float to the College of Education with the College of Liberal Arts as runner-up. For most symbolic float, the Girls' High School was adjudged winner with the Junior Normal Dept, as runnerup. Most expressive float was Pharmacy with Commerce taking in second.) Traffic was snarled for about three hours from the start of the parade till the finish. Formal opening ol the USC Fair was done immediately after the parade. March, 1952 Page 29 Daytime during the 3-day cele­ brations was devoted to physical education exhibitions and sports contests. Evenings had literary-musical programs on the USC stage and quadrangle preceded by band con­ certs under the baton of bandmas­ ter Candido Selerio. Parts of the program consisted mostly ol dance, song, and one-act play numbers each competing for a prize. First prize for the best dance went to the College of Education team, with Pharmacy second. Two one-act plays were shown each evening, and, ironically, enough, the "Law-Home Economics" entry romped away with the first prize. Day and night, the booths were filled to capacity with the exhibits and variety of games catching the fancy of the public. Prize for most artistic booth was given to the Col­ lege of Education with the Junior Normal Department, second. Prizes for the best educational exhibits went to Boys' High School; second to Home Economics. The ROTC booth got a "honorable mention." Carolinians had a chance to be children again, and a lot considered it a worthwhile experience. HOLY RETREAT FOR ALL COLLEGIATE STUDENTS A Holy Retreat for all collegiate students started on Monday, Feb­ ruary 25th and ran for three weeks. The first week was for all General Course, Pre-Law, and Pre-Medicine students; for all Pharmacy and Home Economics students. The se­ cond week was for all Commerce and Liberal Arts evening students. The third and last week was for all Education and Junior Normal stu­ dents. Retreat master was Rev. Father Fritz Linzenbach, S.V.D., an old China missionary who, before com­ ing to the Philippines, spent three years in the United States getting a Bachelor of Architecture degree there. The Colleges of Law and En­ gineering had their Retreat before Christmas. BOYS' HIGH DIRECTOR ON SICK LEAVE Rev. Fr. Stephen Szmutko, Direc­ tor of the Boys' High School is now in Baguio on a joint sick leave and vacation. He will be away until the end of June and is expected to be back in time for the next opening of class­ es in July. Rev. Rudolph Rahmann, S.V.D. FORMER PEKING CATHOLIC U. RECTOR JOINS USC SVD STAFF Rev. Dr. Rudolph Rahmann, S.V.D., one time Rector of the Cath­ olic University of Peking (Fu Jen University and an ethnologist has arrived here from Switzerland to join the USC faculty. Dr. Rahmann was Rector of the SVD - run Catholic University pf Peking from 1936 to 1946. The year before his departure for China, he was manager of the “Anthropos," an international review for ethnol­ ogy and linguistics. Besides the heavy burden of his administrative work, taught in Pe­ king in the Departments of Sociology and Ethnology (cultural anthropolo­ gy). In December, 1948, shortly be­ fore the Communists rode into the Chinese capital, he was sent by his Superiors to Formosa where he stayed for about a year. Since the beginning of 1950 up to the last month, he was in the well-known Anthropos Institute, founded and until 1950 also headed by one of the world's foremost eth­ nologists, Rev. Dr. William Schmidt, S.V.D. The Anthropos Institute has its center in Fribourg, Switzerland. There Dr. Rahmann devoted himself * * USC * * * * to the study of the ethnology of the peoples of India, Indochina and other races of Asia. The results of his study will be published in the “Anthropos." Dr. Rahmann took his doctorate in Philosophy at the University of Vienna in 1935. He majored in eth­ nology and chose for his thesis a study on the religious phenomena of the non-Aryan peoples of India. He took a special interest in the Munda peoples who formerly inha­ bited the whole North of the Indian sub-continent, but are now mostly confined to the North-east. Linguis­ tically, they belong to the so-called Austric family of languages which stretches from Northwest India over Indochina and the Indian Archipe­ lago eastwards to the Eastern Island (West off the coast of Chile) and westwards to Madagascar. Also the languages of the Philippines belong to this extensive linguistic family. Its discovery was one of the first great scientific achievements of Rev. William Schmidt, S.V.D., who is now 84 years old, but still works with an inspiring enthusiasm. His monumental life-work on "The Origin of the Idea of God," com­ prising thirteen large volumes, is about to be completed. Well-trained younger members of the S.V.D. at the Anthropos Insti­ tute in Fribourg guarantee the con­ tinuation of Father William Schmidt's work. Dr. Rahmann will teach Ethno­ logy at USC and has already started to engage himself in the study of the ethnology of the Filipino people. He also will be in charge of “ThesisWriting" for the graduate courses. He was born in the province of Westphalia, Germany. Besides his ethnological studies, he also took his philosophical and theological courses in Austria from where he went to China in 1936. "SEMPER FIDELIS" PREPARATIONS COMPLETED'The "Semper Fidelis," collegiate Annual, has been readied for print­ ing and may be in circulation some­ time within the last week of March. The swift completion of its prep­ aration is owed to the efficiency of its editor-in-chief, his associates, and the cooperation of the candi­ dates for graduation in submitting their pictures promptly. USC CELEBRATED TRIPLE TRIUMPH USC Day was still at the offing when January 21st this year saw the university in a celebrating mood. Page 30 THE CAROLINIAN For three reasons: 81.6% of the 1951 Carolinian barristers passed the bar with two of them landing in the 3rd and 5th top places; the 1951 Caroli­ nian examinees in the pharmacy board exams passed 100%; and Carolinian Comelio Faigao (the most colorful of them all!) romped away with the first prize in the Phil­ ippine Educational System's Golden Jubilee poetry contest. Ot the new lawyers, cool and unassuming Pablo P. Garcia got a rating of 91.5%, and suave but unpretentious Fortunato (Valfor) Vailoces got 91 % to take 3rd and 5th places respectively of all examinees from all over the Philippines. Their showing is unprecedented in the annals of the USC College of Law. All the candidates certified by the USC College of Pharmacy to take the pharmacy board exams got through with a clean slate. Whereas our own Cornelio Fai­ gao, poet, editor, professor, and law­ yer literally brought home the bacon in a national poetry contest on the occasion of the Philippine Educa­ tional System's Golden Jubilee cele­ bration. His winning poem "BROWN CHILD" took the first prize of sev­ eral hundreds of pesos. (See poem's reprint on page 4 of this issue.) The celebration for the triple triumph just enumerated above was featured first by a motorcade of (Continued on page 32) Engineer Pedro Yap, during the pinning ceremony. USC Instructor Wins Citation Mrs. FE ALPUERTO is among the 14 Carolinian Pharmacists who passed the board examinations last July. Fourteen out of 15 candidates made the board examinations. Mrs. Alpuerto didn't have a picture of hers last Issue when we published 12 of the successful candidates In a simple military ceremony, Capt. Pedro N. Yap, USC instructor in the College of Engineering received from the National Defense Secretary military honors for meritorious service during the war. The citation recounts Capt. Yap's guerrilla activities which included the capture of two enemy airfields and the successful organization of an officer training school during the occupation. He finished Engineering studies at Mapua in 1936 and placed 5th in the government board examinations for civil engineering. In 1940 he grad­ uated from the Philippine Military Academy after having topped the PMA entrance exams. He also placed second or first alternate in the West Point Entrance examinations before the war. During the war, Capt. Yap served in the Engineer Corps of the USAFFE. He hails from Bantayan, Cebu. The citation reads: CITATION CAPTAIN PEDRO M. YAP, 0-1645, Corps of Engineers, Philippine Army. For meritorious achievement in connection with military operations against the enemy rendered from June, 1943 to March, 1945. As Officer In-Charge of Northern CPG Sector, Captain Yap organized his sector, trained his men, established and operated intelligence and signal installations, and handled in an admirable manner the shipment and distribution of arms, munitions and medicine coming from General Headquarters, Southwest Pacific Area, to different units of the 6th Military District. As Battalion Commander, 1st Battalion, 61st Infantry Regiment, he was greatly responsible for the success of the assault and capture of Loctugan Airfield and the enemy garrison at Loctugan Station in November, 1944. As S-3 and Acting Exe­ cutive Officer of the 61st Infantry Combat Team, he was directly responsible for the excellent organization of the unit and training of its officers and men. He successfully organized and conducted an officers training school for the 61st Infantry Regiment during March and April, 1944. He was greatly responsible for the superior planning of the attack and capture of Tiring Landing Field at Sta. Barbara, Iloilo, in March 1945, a few days be­ fore the American landing in Panay. March, 1952 Page 31Leo Ortiz being congratulated by Governor Sergio Osmeiia, Jr., after having won the first prize. nearly a hundred cars, preceded by the ROTC band and cadets. The parade went through Osmena Bou­ levard, Juan Luna, Carmelo, Maga­ llanes, D. Jakosalem, Mango Ave­ nue, F. Ramos, Junquera, and P. del Rosario. The second feature of the spon­ taneous celebration was an im­ promptu program in the USC qua­ drangle wherein the new lawyers were introduced, lionized, howled at and applauded. Lawyer-not-yet Eliseo de la Serna, President of the USC Lex Circle, was master of cere­ monies. Atty. Pablo P. Garcia, Atty. Napoleon (Ngr) Rama, and a numCAROLINIAN WINS ROMULO MEDAL IN ORATORICAL TILT In the oratorical tilt sponsored by the Jaycees, the USC contestant, LEO ORTIZ, romped away with the first prize, a medal donated by Am­ bassador Carlos P. Romulo. Leo Ortiz is a student of the USC Boys' High School and was also first prize winner of the Intra-Archdiocesan oratorical contest held ear­ ly in January. The East Visayan Jaycees will be represented by Leo Ortiz in the final oratorical tilt to be held in Manila about the end of February. The first prize award of the Jayceessponsored "Voice of Democracy" oratorical tilt entitles the winner a round-the-world trip while the se­ cond prize awardee gets a tour all over the Philippines. ber of other new attorneys spoke of harrowing experiences in their preparation for the bar exams. The program was climaxed by the Rev. Father Rector Albert van Gansewinkel's own exhortations wherein he emphasized the virtue of being simple straight in all our undertakings to make a certain soli­ dity as foundation to security of pur­ pose. CUPID CLAIMS CAROLINIANS In a ceremony held at the Cath­ olic church of Tabogon last Decem­ ber 16, 1951, Teodoro V. Madamba and Florita Omopia were married. The groom, an old-time Carolinian, earned his B.S.C. degree in 1948, his A.B. in 1951, is a College of Law sophomore, and at present Evaluator of the United States Information Service in Cebu City. The bride received her B.S.E. de­ gree last 1950 (USC), with Home Economics as her major subject, took post-graduate work in USC (Summer, 1951), and is now a Home Economics teacher in Ilihan Elemen­ tary School, Tabogon, Cebu. * USC * * * * * LEONIE LIANZA (Continued from page 14) . ...Pre-Law Prexy Lilliputian NICK ANANO, who had just about the loudest vocal emission on the whole second floor booths... even louder than the boom­ ing "speak louder" And I tell you, there isn’t any other worthy way to work up one’s vocal aparatus than yelling; ’Shoot a dart and win a heart," and there goes another and another booth ticket, ladies and gentlemen. ....BUDDY QUITORIO whose name would, 200 years from now, be on the same level with those of Kant, Descartes, Aquina, etc... Students would then be squeezzing him to memory as the ex­ pounder of “Gingings," a new school of philosophic thought, I might say, that believes everything in this sorry world in clinging. ....all the monsieurs and mademoiselles who "floated" it out during the USC DAY parade; and the belles, stars, and starlets of the stage. ....the Liberal Arts float harboring such USC’s budding beauties as MONINA SHINN, looking lovelier than ever; CO­ RAZON JIMENEZ, the ’Knowledge" who was all smiles and salutes all through the parade; ESPER FIEL, sporting the blue and white uniform (I love my own, eh, Esper?); ELEONORA RECIO, LYDIA MANGUBAT and IROTILDE BRAVO, being really and genuinely "Filipin-ish" in their stiff-sleeved ternos; and finally there was the comely devil complete to the tail and horns — PRISCILIANO MANGUBAT. ....BSE’s 1st prize winner. Up... high up... there stood a stateside replica of Bedloe Islands Liberty DAHLIA CADELL (seeing her coming towards you will make your imagination soar — you know, being on some luxury liner just about to dock New York City. Brother!) She had to put up a real hard fight trying to keep perfectly still and erect just as the criss-crossing wires tried their best to spoil her statute-ish mien. Seemingly being specially effeminate was ISOBEL MARTIN sitting demurely. Who ya hood­ winking, Bel? Not me..e..e! There was PAZ CORAZON, the lady-doc., of the float. Hiya, doc, mind lending me,your stethoscope! Somebody’s hearing system is out-of-order. Nurse Eldy Gucor who could pass for a real nurse even with­ out the dainty white cap. Art, in the person of LYDIA VILLAROSA couldn’t have been more alluring to behold. ....sitting pretty on the Pharm’s wheel­ ing garden was ROSE TY. Too bad there had to that letter something that couldn’t keep still-swaying all over the place. No­ body had the gratification of getting a long, wink-less look at her without get­ ting seasick. ....The Commerce's tractors and their hillbilly-aired drivuhs — CHARITO MERCADER and ELSA VALMONTE. I overPAGE 32 THE CAROLINIAN heard a guy remarking, "I envy that darned tractor!" Such vehemence! I reckon, there wouldn’t be the present repugnance to anything connected with mud and rice puddies if there were 'em damsels to maneuver those things. Why, farmhands would come a-flocking! ....NENA VIVERA, the lone of the Col­ lege of Engineering’s motored stairway. What! Is the College that short of shirts? Or are they just plain bashful (tsk! tsk!) ... .the amateur cowboys and their pardners, square-dancing their feet off to the bumpy strains of "Buttons and Bows" and, boy, did the stage quiver like Hibok-Hibok was just a meter away. And would it swat with our physically dyna­ mic gossoons up there in fancy western clothing — JAY VILLEGAS, MONCHING BLANCO, OSCAR VILLEGAS, RUDY SAYSON, JOE CERILLES, MAURICIO RIVERA, FRANCISCO JAPSON AND EDDIE PAS­ CUAL with their equally brimming-withlife gals — ALICIA TABOTABO, CORA­ ZON JIMENEZ, CELEDONIA JAVIER, FELICIDAD GILAY, and numbuhs and numbuhs of 'em. ....the gay dancing senoritas from gay Mexico — ANGELES TOMIMBANG, PAT, LILY, NENA, HELEN BOLT, ISOBEL, DALISA Y de VERA, etcetera... etc. I'm mighty curious about the source of the identical fancy braids (Pardon me for exposing the racket!) because I could use a pair myself. ....CLARITA ASPIRAS, FE SISON, and the rest of the chained slaves come straight from a stinking Persian dungeon. And there was the “Oh — too... hand­ some bundle of a slave driver" (sigh) — CESAR SERAPIO. When you take a good peer at him you’d think he’s incapable of even breaking such fragile thing as a glass but can he whip! Not that poor slaves minded tho the hair-pulling may surely have hurt more than just a little bit. ...MERCEDES ROSELLO, swinging it a la Carmen Miranda with the smooth Valentino-ish NESTOR MORELOS and such S.A.'s senoritos and senoritas as CELESTE RUBI, FRANK BORROMEO, LIN­ DA DALOPE, LIBUNFACIL, VICTORIA ABAD, CESAR JAMIRO, JOVITA TRINI­ DAD, and the other dear-secretaries. ....EDDIE PASCUAL. He not only is incapable of stepping on your favorite corn when he swings you on a dance floor, but also, sister, when he starts to chant he can make you believe the latest bobby-sox craze Tony Bennett him­ self is right before you. He sure made a "song-hit" the last nite of the USC festival — really wow-ed the quadrangle spectators and I suppose, garnered just as much applause and encores as Tony Bennett. Fact is BSC's Eddie sings like USA's Tony.. .er.. ,r... I mean, Tony sings like Eddie! WHAT IS RUSSIAN . . . (Continued, from, page 21) Additional Evidence of Terrorism This competent witness and writer portrays graphically on Ter­ ror that reigns in the U.S.S.R. She states that any moment the secret police may knock at the door and take you or your loved ones away without even letting you know what "crime" you or they are supposed to have committed; that the Soviet citizen can be arrested and shot or imprisoned without a trial; that he has no voice in the election of his government or of the local author­ ities who control his whole life; that he has no trade unions to protect him and he can be dismissed with­ out notice by the factory manager, losing at the same time his room and his ration book; that there is no unemployment pay and only one employer, the State; that the State is employer, judge, jury, policeman, and landlord; that the worker is a helpless slave forced to work whereever and at whatever wage the go­ vernment decrees; that he is forbid­ den to strike; that the so-called trade unions, far from protecting the work­ er, are but organs of the State used to compel him to work to the limit of his strength; that the penalty of striking is the living death in the concentration camp where the vic­ tims of the secret police do forced labor in conditions as horrible as Ottn. 6£&a (Pnadlo * Manila * February 25, 1934 * Commerce II * Poise & Glamour * Excellent Pianist * Record Playing (Modern & Classical) * Bowling THE MOVIE MANIAC . . . (Continued from, page 28) The most irritating of 'em all are the conversationalists who an­ ticipate the film's climax, and dis­ cuss the personal and professional life of the actor or actress (and, sometimes, of both, including some in the supporting cast), blotting out the dialogue on the screen with their unnecessary gabfest. These guys or dames exchange everything they know about Jeanne Crain's kids, Scott Brady's romances, all the movie stars' data, vital statistics, etc etc. . . . blah blah . . . bzzzzzzz . . . yakity yakity yak yak . . . And not only last but also the least — the Misplaced Persons! These characters prop their large feet on the back of the seat in front, settle down as comfortably as they could (that means slumping down deep into the chair and blocking traffic from the aisle) and go right off to sleep, snoring so­ norously. Well, there you are. If you know some other stunts — tell 'em to the theatre manager! those which existed at Dachau and Buchenwald; that to be late for work renders the "free" worker liable to dismissal; that the interior passport system and the work cer­ tificate rivet the laborer to his job like a serf. March, 1952 Page 33 ANO X No. 5 1952 ^.utina-^ EDITORIAL CT I ODOS los dias las mismas / caras. Todos los dias las mismas cosas. Levantarse sabiendo, casi, lo que nos va a ocurrir. Poder prever la sucesion de hechos que nos aguardan: el bano, el desayuno y el trabajo o los trabajos cotidianos. Saber, que tendremos que tomar un vehiculo que nos llevara, invariablemente, por la misma ruta. Que nos apretaran y nos zarandearan. . Que le­ eremos el diario, comprado siempre en la misma esquina, al mismo vendedor y que dispondremos de un tiempo casi matematico para recorrer, con avidez, sus paginas. Llegar a una olicina burocratica donde la gente espera, agobiada por tareas que poco interesan, pero que deben ser cumplidas con necesidad obligatoria. Llenar un horario. Sentir hambre. Comer rapidamente, malamente, el plato servido a desgano en el restaurante porque tambien alii la rutina ha vuelto al que atiende y al que es atendido, disconfor­ mes Darnos lo que mas deseamos sin ponernos valla, signilica terminar con tai deseo. Dislrutar de aquello que mas queriamos, totalmente, sin siquiera la posibilidad de un desequilibrio, de mas perdida, terminada por Uevarnos al hastio. Transformemos en cotidiana lectura el libro mas interesante, poblemos nuestro jardin con la flor que admirabamos por unica, incluyamos en el diario menu el plato rebuscado, no administremos el carino y esa prodi­ galidad, con su secuela de rutina, tornara opacos los colores del libro, de la flor, de la especie culinaria y del afecto. La rutina es un monstruo que todo lo devora, dijo algun dia no recuerdo que escritor. Por rutina, el enamorado acaba olvidando si los ojos de su dulce prenda son (Continua en la pagina 36) Fe y Ciencia La investigation que se realiza en torno al secreto atomico y que tanto apasiona al mundo contemporaneo, acaba de ser comentada por la palabra sabia del gran Pontifice, S.S. Pio XII, en un discurso dirigido a los partieipantes de una semana de estudios sobre temas afines a la fisica nuclearia y del cual nos ocuparemos en estas lineas. El conocimiento de las leyes que gobiernan la materia y que presiden su desenvolvimiento y su mecanismo de cohesion o de desintegracion, lleva tambien implicitamente al,problema fundamental del conocimiento de Dios como Creador. Y a este respecto sehala la palabra del Pontifice que los sabios modernos “consideran la idea de la creation del Univer so absolutamente conciliable con su concepto cientifico,” dandose asi un desmentido a esa seudo ciencia, infatuada y minuscula, que con falaces hipotesis, pretendio desconocer la verdad de la Revelation sobre el origen del mundo. La Ciencia, la Filosofia y la misma Revelation, en una colaboracion armoniosa, ha dicho tambien el Papa en esa misma oportunidad, son los tres instrumentos de la verdad, como rayos de un mismo sol que contemplan al Creador en su substantia y dan testimonio de su presencia. Vamos llegando por este camino a ratificar la perfecta armonia entre la ciencia y la fe, las cuales, segun lo expusiera en alguna oportunidad el mismo Papa Pio XII dirigiendose a universitarios italianos, son a modo de dos inmensos brazos de un mismo rio que, naciendo de la fuente comun que es Dios, se vuelvan otra vez en un mismo oceano: Dios. Y se confirma, tambien una vez mas, que no es la Iglesia la enemiga de la ciencia o quien le ponga trabas a su legitimo desarrollo. Precisamente, dado al hombre en aquel chispazo divino que le infundio el alma, un destello de la omniciencia de su Creador, es a su luz comp debe alumbrar el camino de su reyecia y dominio sobre cuanto le ha sido dado, para el cumplimiento de la integral finalidad de su momentaneo paso por la tierra. Alguien afirmo que la poca ciencia aleja de Dios, en tanto que la mucha acerca a El. Y esto es lo que se esta dando a esta nuestra generation. El estudio profundo de la materia y de sus leyes llega a comprobar, a traves del mismo, la existeneia del Padre Omnipotente, Creador del cielo y de la tierra, que viene proclamando secularmente el Simbolo de los Apostoles. Logrado esto — reconocido Dios como Creador, como Legislador y como Juez — deben los pueblos, dijo el Papa, adorar al Hijo Redentor, para que asi “amen a los hombres y se plieguen a las dulces impulsiones del Espiritu Santificador de las almas.” A eso debe conducir, en ultimo termino, la ciencia para que esa util al hombre y a sus cosas. Desviarla. de ese fin, con el afan de enfrentar en una enana pequehez a Dios, es marchar al abismo o desencadenar sobre el mundo — como hoy pareciera estar cercana — “una larga ’ noche de tempestad.” Sdpertura de la Semana de Cspanol en la Pdniversidad de) Carlog <? / L D1A 27 del pasado enero, patrocinado por el Club de Profesores de la Universidad de San Carlos, a iniciativa de su Presidente Don Alfredo O. Ordona y con el beneplacito de nuestro muy Rvdo. Padre Rector, Albert Van Gansewinkel, S.V.D., el Departa­ mento de Espanol de esta Universi­ dad presento al publico cebuano como apertura de la Semana de Espanol, una velada literario-musical como prueba evidente de que en esta Centenaria Institution de Ensenanza, se glorifica y se estima el idioma de Cervantes a pesar de su coexistencia con el idioma ingles como lenguaje oficial en Fili­ pinos, y la exclusividad de este ultimo como medio oficial de expresidn en las escuelas, tanto publicas como privadas. El programa de esta velada te­ nia el caracter de Certamen y esta­ ba dividido en dos partes, y como numero intermedio, el que esta cronica escribe interpreto un solo de saxofon acompanado al piano por la senorita Edwina Rivera. La velada fue realizada por la presencia de Monsenor Esteban Montecillo que fu6 nombrado Pre­ sidente del Jurado para la adjudi­ cation de premios, el cual estaba compuesto de los siguientes miembros: Rvdo. Padre Antonio Marti­ nez, O.R.S.A. en representation del Rvdo. Padre Martin Legarra, O.R.S.A. Rector del Colegio de San Jose; Don Eduardo Abad, vocal de la nueva Junta Directiva del Casino Espanol de Cebu, y las profesoras de musica, senorita Tenazas y senorita Borromeo. El publico acudio a la velada con inusitada puntualidad, y a las cinco de la tarde, las 500 sillas preparadas en el cuadrangulo de juegos para la acomodacion del mismo, estaban ocupadas en su mayor parte. A las cinco y diez minutos, el Maestro de Ceremonias Don Anastasio Montes, anuncio al publico el comienzo del programa, presentanBARTOLOME SOLEDAD Estudiante de Retdrica e Historia Critica de la Literatura Espanola Universidad de San Carlos do al Rvdo. Padre Luis E. Schoen­ feld S.V.D., Decano del Colegio de Artes Liberales, el cual pronuncio el discurso de introduction con dul­ ce y bella elocuencia, estimulando a todos los estudiantes a perseverar con interes en el estudio de la lengua Casteliana. SPrograma de Clausura de la Semana de Espanol // / O SIENDO posible para el {/ 1/ Departamento de Colegiado, preparar ningun numero pa­ ra el programa de clausura de la Semana de Espanol, el departamen­ to de ninas de la Escuela Superior (H.S.) tomo a su cargo la velada de clausura, bajo la artistica y ad­ mirable direction de la Sra. Da. Miren U. de Tenchavez. El programa de la velada tuvo lugar en el patio de juegos de la Escuela Superior (H.S.) el dia 2 de febrero. Un tablado a modo de escenario, adomado con plantas tro­ picales infundio al ccto un sello tipico muy del agrado del publico. La declamation de la poesfa "Ultimo Adios" del Dr. D. Jose Rizal conmovio a los concurrentes y fu6 aplaudida con gran entusiasmo. La recitation de la poesfa "Mi Adorada Filipinos" fue tambien muy aplaudida, asi como la interpreta­ tion del dialogo "El Sabio y El Patdn." Los bailes, "La Madre del Cor­ dero," “La Raspa" y la "Chacona," El programa estaba formado por varias declamaciones, bailes espanoles y numeros de canto, que la senorita Dona Teodora Messa, encargada de la preparacion de la Semana de Espanol, supo intercalar con acierto, dando asi a la velada un sello de variedad y colorido que agrado a todos. El tiempo no se mostro muy propicio y nos regalo, poco de empezar el programa, con una muy impertinente llovizna, pero el publico demostro su entusiasmo y simpatia por el acto, y reiugiados unos en las galenas de la Universidad, otros entre bastidores en el escenario y los mas valientes (el menor numero) en las sillas a la intemperie y aguantando la llovizna, todos permanecieron en el recinto de la Uni­ versidad para presenciar el progra­ ma y aplaudir a los que en el mis­ mo tomaron parte; aplausos que se extendieron a todos los profesores del Departamento de Espanol, que con su cooperacion y esluerzo pudieron presentar algo nuevo, que reflejaba el verdadero amor a le len(Continua en la pdgina 36) MARIA MONSANTO Estudiante de Retdrica e Historia critica de la literatura espanola fueron entusiasticamente aplaudidos. Como final se represento un nu­ mero alegorico de la llegada de los Misioneros Espaholes a Filipinos, ejecutado por las ninas de la Escuela Superior (H.S.) con gran arte. En este numero se exhibieron varios bailes interpretados por diferentes grupos de ninas representando las diversas provincias de Fili­ pinos, manera como los notables Filipinos agasajaron a los Misione­ ros, haciendo representor en su pre­ sencia y por diferentes grupos, los bailes tipicos Filipinos. El acompanamiento al piano, fue ejecutado con gran precision por el Sr. Tanchavez, que codpero graciosamente con su distinguida esposa Da. Miren U. de Tanchavez (Continua en la pdgina 36) March, 1952 Page 35 APERTURA. . ._____________ (Continuation de la pdgina 35) RUTINA. . . (Continuation de la pdgina 34) PROGRAMA. . . (Continuation de la pdgina 35) gua de Cervantes y a las tradiciones espanoles en Filipinas. Por el escogido publico que acudio a presenciar la velada-certamen, pudimos apreciar la cooperation de los amantes del castellano cuando se trata de enaltecer su espiritualidad. Nos honraron con su pre­ sencia nutridas representaciones de los colegios catolicos de habla espanola establecidos en Cebu, siendo la mas nutrida la del Colegio de la Inmaculada Concepcion que entre Rvdas. Madres, profesoras y alumnas sumaban mas de cincuenta; El Colegio de San Jose, ademas de estar representado en el Jurado, tambien lo estuvo en el publico y su Rvdo. Padre Rector dono una Medalla de Plata para el Certamen; el Colegio del Santo Nino estuvo tambien bien representado y del Seminario de San Carlos, en Mabolo, vimos a su Rvdo. Padre Rec­ tor acompanado de varios de los P.P. Paules que ensenan en el mis­ mo. El Honorable Don Miguel Cuenco fue uno de los primeros en liegar y de los ultimos en salir. El comentario final del programa estuvo a cargo del muy Rvdo. Pa­ dre Rector de esta Universidad, Al­ bert Van Gansewinkel, que lo pro­ nuncio en correcto castellano, soprendiendo a la mayoria de los estudiantes y profesores por lo bien que se expreso en un lenguaje del que no creiamos tuviese tan perfecto conocimiento. En su comen­ tario, nuestro Rvdo, Padre Rector elogio el idioma espanol y dirigio a los estudiantes palabras de feli­ citation y estimulo, diciendoles que el conocimiento de idiomas, multi­ plica la personalidad del individuo y que el conocimiento del espanol es un poderoso medio de cultura, que nos llevard con mayor rapidez al pinaculo de la grandeza intelectual. Un aplauso unanime corono el final del discurso, despues del cual el publico quedo esperando el fallo del Jurado. Como todos los que tomaron parte en el programa desplegaron arte y entusiasmo en la interpreta­ tion de sus respectivos numeros, los miembros del Jurado tuvieron que deliberar largo rato; en el entretanto el Maestro de Ceremonias Don Anastasio Montes entretuvo a la concurrencia con cuentos y chascarrillos espanoles. verdes o azules. Y el propietario que fud cuidando, uno por uno, los detalles de su hogar, se acostumbrara a ellos hasta no verlos. Inconstancia, diran algunos. No. Simple padecimiento rutinario. Es cierto que, por fortuna, quedan poetas capaces de redimirnos de semejante caos. Y musicos. Y pintores. Pero tambien ellos tienen que cuidarse de la rutina, de la imagen gastada por propias o ajenas manos y reaccionar frente a tai peligro. El fallo del Jurado fue anunciado por el Rvdo. Padre Antonio Mar­ tinez, O.R.S.A., como sigue: A. — Declamacidn. Escuela Superior (H.S.) l.er premio, Medalla de Oro, adjudicada al Sr. Luis Beltrdn, es­ tudiante de 29 ano, por su interpretacidn de la poesfa "Mensaje" 29 premio, Medalla de Plata, adjudicada al Sr. Romeo Kintanar, estudiante de 3.er ano por su declamacidn y apropiada ac­ tion de la poesfa titulada "La Muneca" 3.er premio, mencion Honorifica, a Srta. Rosita Zabala que declamo la bonita poesfa "El Dulce Nombre de Maria" B. — Declamation. Colegiado (College) l.er premio, Medalla de Oro, adjudicada a la Srta. Rosario Mercader (curso de secretarfa) por la dulce y natural interpretation que supo dar a la poesfa de Rubdn Dario, titulada “A Mar­ garita Debayle" 29 premio, Medalla de Plata, adjudicada al Sr. Pfo Pastorfide, del 29 ano de Artes Liberales, por el entusiasmo y espiritu de patrio­ tism© que puso en la declama­ tion de la poesfa de Don Jose Bassa titulada, “Mi Patria" 3.er premio, Mencion Honorifica, a la Srta. Rebecca Martin y al Sr. Rogaciano Flandez, por su in­ terpretation en forma dialogada de la poesfa de Ramon de Campoamor titulada "Escribidme una carta, senor Cura" Los premios para numeros de canto y baile, fueron adjudicados como sigue: l.er premio, Reloj de Pulsera, a la Srta. Maragrita Delfin por su dic­ tion y bonito estilo de canto, en la interpretacidn de la conocida cancion "Amapola" 29 premio, Pluma Estilogrdlica, al baile "Andalucia," interpretado para el exito de la velada de clausura de la Semana de Espanol. El comentario final fue pronunciado por el Rvdo. Padre Edward Norton, Director de la Escuela Supe­ rior de ninas (H.S.) y aunque el discurso fue dicho en inglds, estaba repleto de verdad y justicia, reconocio y demostro* al numeroso publico que le escuchaba, que la base principal de la cultura Filipina, la moral y civilization cristiana; se debe a la cristiana colonization espanola y que si bien es verdad que aquellos colonizadores cometieron abusos e injusticias en Filipi­ nas, en otras partes del mundo otros colonizadores de distintos pafses tambien las cometieron, pero a diferencia de los espanoles, no dieron a los pueblos colonizados lo mejor que un pueblo o raza puede dar y que es lo que Espana did a Filipi­ nas sin tasa, durante el tiempo de su colonization; esto es, la vida del espfritu fundada en una sana moral basada en los principios de la doctrina de Cristo, bajo las leyes de la Iglesia Catolica. Un aplauso general fue obtenido por el orador y a continuation se termind la ve­ lada con el himno "God bless the Philippines" traducido al espanol y cantado con verdadera devocion por el publico, los estudiantes y los pro­ fesores que asistieron al acto. Esta Semana de Espanol, ha dejado grato recuerdo no solo en la Universidad de San Carlos, sino en la Ciudad de Cebu, y no dudamos de que ha sido el primer paso para ayudar al triunfo de la ensenanza oficial del espanol en las Escuelas Superiores de Filipinas. Nuestra enhorabuena a los pro­ fesores y alumnos del Departamento de Espanol, por el exito obtenido. con gracia y precision pojr las Srtas. Isobel Martin y Dalisay de Vera. 3.er premio, Estuche de Perfume, al baile "Jota," interpretado por las Srtas. Teresita Martillo, Dalisay de Vera, y el joven Eddie Pas­ cual. Publico y participantes, quedamos muy satisfechos de la velada, y despuds de presenciar la entrega de los premios y aplaudir a los agraciados, nos retiramos a casa es­ perando la clausura de la Semana de Espanol, anunciada para el dia 2 de febrero en el patio de baloncesto de la Escuela Superior (H.S.) Page 36 THE CAROLINIAN Atty. MARIANO P. NAJARRO Cebu City Atty. PACIFICO RUIZ. Jr. Tagbilaran, Bohol 1 Atty. INOCENTES B. PEPITO Balamban, Cebu Atty. NAPOLEON G. RAMA Cebu City Atty. FORTUNATO A. VAILOCES Payabon, Negros Or. {Fifth Place) Atty. CAROLINA A. RUBIA Argao, Cebu Atty. CECILIO H. SENO Mabolo, Cebu Wlia ku/Mel the Lodi lo Out ^'Visa'ian★ We recommend the New Prayer and Communion Book dedicated to the Sacred Heart . . . ★ Given in splendid contemporary Cebuano, it’s pleasant reading and praying throughout. Truly, it’s the Gift most desirable 1916 OROQUIETA, MANILA • P. O. 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