"Constructing a 'Good' Colonial Society: Representation of Philippine Colonial Education at the 1887 Philippine Exposition in Madrid and the 1904 St. Louis's World Fair". by Erin Hardacker, May 2011
The Madrid Exposition included the flora and fauna research from naturalist Padre Pedro Garcia, the patriarch of the Atega clan.
https://ecommons.luc.edu/cgi/viewcontent.cgi?article=1516&context=luc_theses
This blog was triggered by the search for Juan Atega, my great grandfather. For someone who occupied important posts in the Butuan/Agusan government, his name is curiously not found in the family tree.
His first marriage was to my great grandmother, Anselma Duro. They had 3 children.
His second marriage was to a first cousin, whose first husband was the first Governor of Agusan Frederick Johnson. They had no children. ( In 1914, the Americans converted Agusan into a separate province by virtue of Act No. 1306 with Frederick Johnson as the first Governor.)
My grandfather and his two brothers were taken under the wing of their uncle, Andres when their father, Juan Atega remarried.
Below is what I found in genealogy records online.
Remalda Atega Calo | |
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| Immediate Family: | Daughter of Buenaventura Calo and Severa Azura Atega |
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| Managed by: | Private User |
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There is a thing about Mondays that either perk you up or lets you go the other way. But in this Covid situation, I do not think I can apply a standard mood for the day.
So what is my Monday looking like today? I am to speak together with fellow Mancom in a digital Townhall meeting to update everyone about what the Comms Division of AFI has been doing over the last 3 months and what we need to do in the next 3.
Well, because belong to a division that should constantly and consistently tell others about the things that are being done by the organization, I feel that I will be repeating a lot of things. And since we are an enabling group, I can only support the main narratives of my fellow directors. That is the Monday dampener of sorts for me... but then again, here's the thing! Why don't I just listen in to everyone first and then just be creative with what I will tell the whole team? Because I cannot anticipate what they will say or if they prepared something, some of them might adlib, then I should listen in and revise my presentation as necessary.
I decided to talk about re/building, together, stronger - how do we build a stronger oganization together? That has always been my mantra in life? How do we do this? How can we work together?
It is too soon to tell if I was effective in my little talk but then again, during this morning's Townhall with Ayala Foundation, I felt that I was just pouring my heart out---
- I was thankful that fellow talents were contributing stories and helping us with the things that we did.
- I was happy to belong to an organization that was doing a lot of things, and leading the charge in nation-building.
- I remain hopeful of things to come for the organization that was established to help improve people's lives.
Yes, that and more. I believe that speaking from the heart is the best kind of communication channel. Day after day, I struggle to be an authentic communicator, not just in the organization but also in my personal capacity.
- I tell Mama that things do not always go as planned and the little detours might lead you to something better.
- I tell my brothers that I am fine and coping with challenges despite being a widow.
- I tell my children that we should do things together and to always be mindful of the needs of others outside our own little circle.
And of course, in my no holds barred convo with Jesus, I say thanks first then tell Him about the joys and aches from my heart. It keeps me sane in this crazy time. It helps me live amidst this season of death.
We are now going into the 6th month of quarantine. We plod on with our daily lives -- trying to help people, while also making sure that we survive this pandemic.
While the tendency is to take a look at this as a deathly situation, I look to the other side and see life....because I live with two angels that fuel my energy for survival and joy.
Zia
She may be too much too handle sometimes when she chooses to be persistent in her demands for whatever it is she gets her mind on -- toys, books, talk, play, or just plain kulit, you simply cannot get enough of this super slim. That she has a good heart is something I am sure of.
There was a day that I got mad at her dad for staying out too long for a friend's birthday and I did not want to open the door when he arrived. Zia's cries changed my mind. When she was given a chance to do Shopee, she got stuff for her little cousins in Taguig and thought of a way to convince the Tooth Fairy to give her what she need to pay the online shop. She said she only had 2 pesos so she had to look for 340 more. The answer came in a milk tooth that was wiggling out of her gums-- and she did not stop poking at it with her tongue until it came off and voila-- she can get money from the Tooth Fairy.
She is been particular about heights lately -- will she be 5'7" or 5'9"? Why? Because she wants to be a model. Well, aside from that, she also wants to be a vlogger, have a YouTube channel called Zia and Franco Show, and wait... a toy designer in Mattel stationed in New York or Mexico!
She has also been looking up old actresses and matching names with years of birth. She knows how old they were when they died and what caused their death, etc. Marilyn Monroe is a favorite. Then Audrey Hepburn, among others. Apparently, she has been googling them.
Zia goes back to school online this Monday and she insists on having her own table and chair! Well, on to your next adventure in homeschool, my love.
Franco
Just when everything was looking bleak, there came a strong little light to our lives on May 25, 2020.
From 6 pounds, he has gained a lot of weight in the close to three months of pure breast-feeding love. And he is taller by more than 4 inches!
Franco has simple joys -- looking at a curtain flapping in the wind keeps him occupied, the chirping of birds puts a grin on his face.
He kicks a lot and punches himself or whoever is near in the face.
Well, this little boy is unraveling wonderfully every single day and we are all under his spell, just like his Ate.
