Internet Newsletter of the Alumni of Lanao Chung Hua School Iligan, Philippines, Year 5, Issue No.15, October 22, 2001 RAFFLE TICKETS Alumni officers "ambush" CdeO The LCHS-AA, represented by President Vy Beng Hong, Teresita Racines and Glenda Sy-Cabilan, "ambushed" Cagayan de Oro City last Oct. 13 to sell its Christmas raffle tickets. En route to CdeO, the three alumni officers also stopped by the towns of Manticao, Naawan, and Initao to visit alumni in the area.  The day-long sales blitz succeeded in the sale of 26 booklets in CdeO and neighboring towns.  The tickets are sold at P1,000 per booklet (containing 10 tickets at P100 apiece).  Proceeds of the ticket sales are intended for the Scholarship Program of the LCHS Alumni Foundation, Inc.  Raffle draw is set on Dec. 30 on the occasion of the LCHS-AA annual Christmas party at the LCHS Gym.  All alumni are enjoined to help in this noble project of the Foundation.  Each ticket sold will go a long way to help the Foundation continue its goal of granting scholarship to children of needy alumni.  Tickets, in Iligan City, may be secured from James Booc, tel. 221-3080; Chester Dy-Carlos, tel. 221-5639; or any other alumni officers.  In Cebu City, tickets are available from Charles O. Sy, tel. 412-4088; Igdono Caracho, tel. 232-8285; or Henry Yu, tel. 253-3376.  (Read this issue's "Alumni Corner" for a detailed account of the CdeO trip by Terry Racines)

EDITORIAL STAFF Henry L. Yu, Editor  Correspondents: Roger Suminguit, Teresita Racines, Vinson Ngo & Johnny Chen (Iligan); Igdono Caracho (Cebu);  Marie Janiefer Lee (Manila); Peter Dy (Canada); Leonardo Tan (Australia); Ernesto Yu & Aurora Tansiokhian (U.S.A.); and Charles O. Sy, Editorial Consultant Founded Aug. 1, 1968. Published fortnightly since its revival on April 15, 1997. Distributed free on the Internet to LCHS alumni & supporters worldwide. Postal address: LCHS Alumni Association, Lanao Chung Hua School, Pala-o, Iligan City, Philippines. Web site: www.geocities.com/lchsspectrum Spectrum welcomes articles, news reports & comments from LCHS alumni, students and readers. For contribution or subscription, contact: Roger Suminguit, tel. 221-2422; Teresita Racines, tel. 221-3253, or Henry Yu, Suite 101, Visayas Community Medical Center, Osmeña Blvd., Cebu City 6000, Philippines; E-mail: hvty@skyinet.net

Remedios "Remy" Tan-Wee (in photo), Batch '64, received her second "Madayaw Award" from the Philippine Airlines (PAL) last Oct. 19.  The awarding ceremony, held at the Marco Polo Hotel in Davao City, was attended by top executives of the Philippine Airlines and key players in the travel industry in the country.  Remy was also a recipient of the prestigious award last year.  The "Madayaw Award" is given to travel agencies for their outstanding accomplishment in passenger ticket sales in Mindanao.  Remy is owner of Airtime Ticketing Travel & Tours in Cotabato City.

Peterson Dy heads APM Society

Peterson Dy (in photo) has been elected President of the Asia Pacific Management Society (APMS) at Grant MacEwan College in Edmonton, Canada.  He is the eldest son of Peter Dy (Batch '66) and Mansueta Dy.  The APMS represents all the students in the Asia Pacific Management Program of Grant MacEwan College.  The program is designed to prepare students to become effective business leaders and managers demanded in the new economic environment.  Asia-Pacific Management is a vehicle in obtaining the international skills needed for today's business reality.  Part of its program is to assign its students to selected business establishments overseas for their practicum. THE APMS home page is accessible at:  http://apmsociety.tripod.com

Open forum in Spectrum home page

A new feature has recently been added to the Spectrum Home Page.  The addition serves as an open forum on burning issues of the day confronting LCHS alumni in particular, and Iliganons in general. The new feature, labelled "What's New," presents certain relevant news or issues from Iligan on a periodic basis. It also allows readers from all over the world to interact freely by posting brief comments on the web site. Check out the Spectrum Home Page and share your ideas at: www.geocities.com/lchsspectrum
 

It’s the second to the last month of the year.  Sweet November. So, what do we have this month?

November 1 (Thursday) – All Saints’ Day
November 2 (Friday) – All Souls’ Day
November 12 (Monday) -- LCHS Foundation Day
November 22 (Thursday) – Thanksgiving Day
November 25 (Sunday) – Fiesta of Dumaguete City
November 30 (Friday) – Bonifacio Day

By Teresita Racines, Batch '67

Sales blitz in CdeO

An out-of-town sales blitz was conducted on Oct. 13, 2001 by the LCHS-AA to boost the sale of raffle tickets for the December 30 Christmas Party.  In the trip were LCHS-AA President Vy Beng Hong, Glenda Sy Cabilan and myself.  Roger Suminguit was not able to join us because he was busy preparing a report for his masteral class the following day. The trip started at around 8:30 a.m.  Our first stop was Manticao where we visited Pablo Villanueva. Then we proceeded to the rice mill of Toto Dy. Unfortunately he was not around. The next person we saw in Manticao was Levi Tan, who owns the Manticao Hardware & Construction. According to Levi, one of his former classmates is Olay Dy.

The next stop brought us to the town of Naawan, the bailiwick of former town mayor Clemente "Engkit" Lim.  When we reached Initao we visited Lucio Choa Tan (in photo, extreme left) and family.  Fortunately for us, Lucio was around and we offered him 5 booklets. He bought one booklet and donated an additional P5,000 to the Alumni Foundation in the name of his father.  Lucio left for Shanghai, China last Oct. 19 on a business trip.  From Initao we drove straight to Cagayan de Oro and sought the help of Venancio Alvarez to guide us around the city. The first person we met was Giovanni Co, who is now engaged in corn grits trading. Giovanni has three children: 2 girls and 1 boy. The eldest is taking up Medicine at Xavier University in CdeO.  Venancio then led us to the place of Floricita Tiu-Sy (in photo, 2nd from left), better known as Otay to friends.  She volunteered to give one booklet to Virna Sy-Oh (in photo, 3rd from left) or Sian-si Kwan Kwan to many of her former LCHS students.  We learned from Otay that Sian-si Kwan Kwan was pretty busy that day preparing for a big party for her husband's 70th birthday celebration the next day.  Other alumni we visited were Agustine Tiu, Gloria Lagrosas Yu, Corazon So-Tan (in photo, extreme right) of Tansanbin, Leonardo Go of Oroville, the Yu brothers of House of Fabric (they are the nephews of Tarzan Yu), Marrieta Kwan-Yip, Richard Lim, Cristina "Tining" Lim, and Sian-si Melania Sy.  Altogether we sold 26 booklets -- all in a day's work.

By Roger Suminguit, Batch '73

Homecoming for Christmas

Something Different.  With the younger generation of LCHS alumni running the show, this year's alumni Christmas party promises to be "something different" from previous years. Instead of the usual grind of parlor games, the program will be simpler but more meaningful. The LCHS-AA officers and directors will take center stage to serenade the crowd with Christmas carols. Selected LCHS students will also present traditional Chinese musical and dance numbers reminiscent of the musical dramas of the 50s and 60s.  To ensure that this year's Christmas bash will be a special one, the LCHS-AA board of directors and the different committees have been meeting regularly every third Wednesday of the month with the Christmas affair on top of the agenda.

Brisk Sales.  Invitations and program of the affair will be distributed early to draw more alumni to attend the party, as suggested by our fellow alumni in Cagayan de Oro City.  Several alumni in CdeO have already shown interest to come home for the Christmas get-together.  Our ever helpful alumni adviser Maning Gaite has already committed himself to donate roasted calf leg for the party.  Likewise, the Christmas raffle tickets are doing brisk sales.  This early, about P10,000 worth of ticket sales have already been remitted to the LCHS-AA.  The raffles committee is planning to print more raffle tickets to add to the 200 booklets printed earlier.

Time for Class Reunions.  Regarding the raffle prizes, we received some suggestions to include Nokia cell phones as prizes.  Being the hottest consumer item nowadays, the addition of cell phones as prizes can boost the sale of more tickets, as suggested by some alumni in Cebu.  We hope to bring this suggestion to the attention of the raffles committee.   We also hope more alumni will come home to Iligan this December.  This will be an ideal occasion for class reunions.  Alumni residing out of town who plan to come home for Christmas may notify me about their date of arrival. We shall be pleased to offer the services of the LCHS-AA secretary's office to contact their classmates and help arrange for their class reunion.

Donation.  And by the way, the LCHS-AA recently donated P5,000 as assistance for medicine to Edgar Asok.  Edgar has been in the service of LCHS as errand boy for almost 10 years now.  He has also been very helpful to the LCHS-AA in many of our activities, which include personally delivering every issue of the Spectrum to our alumni subscribers in Iligan.
 

Life's Journey By Henry L. Yu, M.D. Batch '69

Customary beliefs are “things based on or established by customs which are habitually practiced or observed.”  The Philippines is one country in the world rich in culture and heritage, customs and traditions, superstitions, legends, and the like.

As kids, we were brought up in an atmosphere of love for our country and fellowmen, respect for our elders, to be peace-loving, industrious, honest, charitable, hospitable, faithful, etc. The Filipino belongs to a closed knit family known for such traits as utang na loob, amor propio, pagsasarili, hiya, pakikisama, etc. We believe in the sanctity of marriage and family life, with divorce, separation, or annulment not originally part of our being a nation for and by the Filipino people.  Many of the ways of life that we are practicing now are brought to us thru the influence of western countries. We follow new trends in fashion not out of comfort but because they are the vogue to the tune of  “Bahala na hindi bagay basta IN.” Just you look around and observe the many people who are fashion victims, they who follow the dictum “Whatever is new is worth trying.” There’s that matron, for example, who still dares to wear miniskirt despite her buckled knees. And as if it’s not enough, she matches it with a neon-colored blouse and an overly made up face. Then there’s this man, short of being a member of the Senior Citizen’s League, donning a stud ring on his left ear with belt bag or back pack, Sketcher’s shoes, and other burloloys at hand. Whenever we see people like them, what comes foremost in our minds is a comment like “Ka naning sab oy!” But who cares?

The examples above bring us to the reality of one of man’s basic needs, which is the need to belong. In this life, we need to have a group where we could have that SENSE OF BELONGING, a set of friends who would accept us to their fold. And the easiest way is to follow such group’s way of dressing, their lifestyles, forms of recreation, hobbies, vices, etc. It’s indeed a little funny to see people not appropriately dressed for their age. And yet, they insist on trying very hard to look young, to be what they are no longer. Yes, these are the people who have not yet come to terms with themselves, people in the denial stage, they who dare to be different, doing what they think is right because that’s what they believe. In short, the “walang pakialam” type of personality. The Philippines being a free country is filled with people who believe that they can wear what they like, they can say what they feel, so they sing to their heart’s delight, dance till the wee hours, eat, drink, and be merry.

How many of us succumb to this kind of blind following? The so-called “gaya gaya puto maya” thing, of imitating whatever is IN, never mind the consequences of being the subject of ridicule from among others in the society? But again, who cares?

The quest for that SENSE OF BELONGING is so strong a need that people would do everything in order to belong to a certain group in the tradition of “birds of the same feathers flock together.” So, if you are comfortable with what you’re wearing or what you’re doing because that’s what you believe in, then go ahead and suit yourself, for as long as you are not stepping on other people’s toes, for as long as you don’t hurt anybody. Flaunt it if you must. Follow the hedonist’s principles. Do whatever that gives you satisfaction, happiness, and that SENSE OF BELONGING. Do them now because chances are you’ll never have the chance to do them again as you only pass this world but once. And that’s one reality you have to face.
 

Straight from the Heart By Marie Janiefer Q. Lee Batch '87

For a woman, 24 hours in one day seem too short to be able to do everything.  By everything, I mean being a good wife, a good mother, a good daughter and a good sister.  There’s just never enough time for everybody and everything, and most especially there’s never any time for ourselves.  If you’re one of those who agree with me then chances are you’ve really been busy.  So when was the last time you visited your OB-Gynecologist?

Just recently my younger sister Joan underwent an operation.  It was a procedure to take out a myoma.  We all learned about this mass just a few days after she got married.  It was something we didn’t expect, and for a layman like me, it was something so scary.

I asked the doctor how a myoma is formed, how did it start, or what causes it to grow.  But it seems that science hasn’t discovered the answers yet.  At the back of my mind I was thinking that had she had an earlier check up, the condition would have been less complicated.  I asked my uncles and some friends about myoma and everybody said myomas are benign.  Meaning it’s not malignant.  That was a great relief.  But then again had we discovered this mass earlier we could have prevented it from affecting Joan’s kidney.  The size of the myoma was big enough to block the urinary flow.

Her operation went well.  For a few hours there we thought she’s going to lose her uterus because the doctors found it “technically difficult” to take out the myoma without taking her uterus too.  That news really devastated us since it’s every woman’s dream to be a mother. And being just recently married I know that they are hoping that by this time next year they’ll have a little baby they could call their own.

Those agonizing hours we spent thinking that they really took out her uterus were made even more difficult by the thought that one of us has to break the news to Joan after the operation.  I know that my sisters have always thought that I’m the stronger one. Yes, I’ve tried to be strong for them in some instances, but this time I really didn’t know what to do.

Waiting outside the operating room seems like eternity. I’ve  practically counted the nails on the wall, the number of people who passed by in an hour, and of course sending text messages to people I know who care.  Thanks a lot to those who answered my messages.  How consoling it feels indeed to know that there are  people listening out there.  I also want to thank those who called, for bearing with my choking voice.  It wasn’t because the operation was critical, but I was just touched by those gestures. The operation was like a Caesarian section minus a baby.  The post operation pain is something I can’t even bear to watch.

So, to all our readers:  If you care for your mothers, wives, sisters, daughters or girlfriends, please tell them to see an OB-Gynecologist at least once a year.  It really doesn’t cost much to have a check up. Just find the time.   If you’re somewhere here in Manila and you don’t know any OB-Gynecologist, I would recommend Dr. Sabrina Ang-Sy of Manila Doctors’ Hospital.  She’s one doctor who would really go out of her way to show that she cares.

To my batchmates, since majority of batch 1987 are females, please have a check up. It’s about time you change your belief that check-ups are only for old people. Get rid of this kind of attitude because this might just be the kind of attitude that won’t let you reach old age.  Let’s not fool ourselves. We’re no longer as young as we think we are. Let’s be responsible for our own health.

After reading this issue of Spectrum, please call the women in your lives. Tell them to set an appointment with their doctors. Who knows, that simple call might just save their lives.
 

moody BLUES, 14221 By Ernesto L. Yu, M.D. Batch '65

It Never Rains In Spain:  This kindergarten rhyme is sheer baloney! It did drizzle for one whole morning (out of 7) when we were in Magellan's homeland. Nevertheless, that never dampened the spirit of our troop. We ignored the liberal soaking that single day and let our eyeballs feast on visually jarring 14th century cathedrals and religious paintings: dizzying, intricate architecture laced in vibrant historical notes that withstood valiantly the test of time. Yes, even if we ultimately sport shimmering halos, secondary to overindulgence in holy stuffs, our thirst for more Baroque churches and medieval castles never went on a skid. That doubled the glowing wattage over our heads, enough to fire up the State of California during regulated dim moments. Another intriguing footnote: Spaniards' gastronomic routine crammed our taste buds in bundles of anxiety and torment. Lunch molecules don't bombard until 2 PM and dinner rolls don't grace the table until thirty past nine in the evening. This molded us into small grenades of antsy diners with short fuses. I know this for a fact because, once, the savory suckling pig dish was "fossilized" as it landed on our plates! O la la, their anatomy is not ancient art. A presentation of how hungry edginess that makes skin crawl can transform decorous and civilized mortals into a pack of wolves with beastly glint in their eyes. The siesta hour (2-4 PM) is another tale. The mid-day ceasefire effectively tranquilizes frazzled nerves in an otherworldly state of calm. In a way, the mandatory self-hypnosis is a recharge to any breathless muscles, energizing those contractile fibers of mastication to skin alive dazzling calories that tease drooling palate. How about the bevy of amorous senioritas? Their anatomy is not a piece of ancient art for the museum. Their fashion of hugging pants and bursting blouses renders one thankful for having 20/20 vision and a fertile imagination. Nonetheless, I have a harem of lovelier ones in my dreams whose contour can give these captivating tisays a run for their money. Sour grapes?

Ah, it never rains in Spain. Except in my heart.

Never A Dull Moment:  No lucky charm can be tucked in any palm - black, white or in-between - to ward off mindless, premeditated evil ambush. On this premise, there's no point harboring nagging fear for another tidal waves of terrorism one month after the devastating violent act in our country. There's no denying that the kamikaze attacks in our soil last Sept. 11 and the current Anthrax scare has dusted enough apprehension and uneasiness in our psyche. Our skies may be graced by the stars and the moon at their best but, somewhere and somehow, we can't help juggle the ugly thought that dark clouds may abruptly disrupt the tranquility of their twinkle and beam. Yet, we have garnered sufficient steam to pick up and carry on the everydayness grinds, the mundane elements of our existence, as if we are housed in a nation that continues to pride itself full of opportunities, peace and certainties. Daily happenings are back: Weekends spent in malls and ball games, shrubs and lawn are manicured, Post Office trips for stamps, leisure walk at dusk, cappuccino to go. We have to step forward. We have to. Scaling back on our treasured way of life is synonymous to playing the mind games that terrorists aimed to perpetuate. We can't be writhing, whining and kicking in profound dread and grief. Such reaction is tantamount to letting our senseless foes chalk up another victory for the fight. We just can't be held hostage in our enemies' insane modus operandi.

We may be walking wounded but, hey, we walk our wounds away.
 

It Happened to Me By Doc Bunz,  Batch '82

I am a doctor by profession but a teacher by heart, so I volunteered to be a “ke po” for the LCHS “Tiong Chio Chiat” (Moon Cake Festival) last Oct. 1.  I believe that reenacting the drama of “Siong Ngo” would have more impact to the young mind rather than making it a lesson in class. Mr. Wang Zeng Jia, a professor from China presently assisting LCHS, narrated the short drama. The cast was made up of the 4th and 3rd year students with the assistance of Sian si Khe-ing and Siansi Mei Mei. The cast was very enthusiastic and helpful especially Mark Go (of SMA Traders), Franklin Khu (of FK Mart) and the others.  Preparation for the short drama was long and tedious, the six minutes drama took four hours to record. Make-up was about 2 hours with two self-proclaimed beauticians, Siansi Mei Mei and yours truly. An hour was spent making Benhur Dy’s daughter Cheerine look like the beautiful “Siong Ngo” (t’was easy). Well, was it worth my time, money (spent wisely, mind you), effort and talent (conceited?)? YOU BET! After watching the show, my 3-year old son said to me with a mischievous grin, “Mama, guapa kaayo Siong Ngo nooh!”  Hopefully 25 years from now, I would be meeting a daughter-in-law looking just like SIONG NGO. Now, that’s what I call INCULTURATION of the young mind.

(Doc Bunz is Dr. Belinda Cu-Lim,  the Executive President of the LCHS Parents Association (LACHSPA) for the school year 2001-2002. She was able to attend the School Board Meeting and volunteered to produce the Siong Ngo Skit, with the moral support of Sy Chu An, Henry Dy and other members of the board of trustees.)

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October 8 is a Thanksgiving Day in Canada.  It is a day of offering thanks for the blessings of the past year.

For us having migrated here last October 15, we have so much to be thankful for. Though the past year had been a very challenging one for us. Many could not comprehend why we have to leave a comfortable life in the Philippines to start a new one here in a foreign land. Criticisms and sarcastic remarks from my in-laws are endless. Since their arrival last May 25 for a visit, they have always been sarcastic. My mother-in law upon seeing my collection of recyclable bottles, softdrinks cans remarked, “O, tan-awa anhi ka sa Canada namaligya na hinu-on ka ug botelya.”  I tried to explain that it is for recycling but she answered, “Sa Pilipinas panglabay ra man na.”  She could not understand that what I am doing is for the environment, and what she didn’t know is that what we are doing in the Philippines is wrong. When a cousin-in-law called looking for my husband, my sister-in-law answered, “Tua naningkamot anhi man lagi diri…greener pasture man kaha.”  Such remarks dampened my spirit.  But a friend in Ottawa, who was my colleague in National Power Corporation before, advised me to take those remarks as a challenge and not an insult.

I am very grateful to Him for giving us Jamie, our baby girl, who gives great joy and pride, and to my very supportive family and friends. My classmates Jorlyn, Vinson, Jimmy and Steward, who always tell me that we are doing the right thing.  Doc Ernie, my uncles and aunts, who have been calling and e-mailing every now and then to check on how we are doing.  My cousin Marites, who is with us every step of the way. My grandfather Dy Un Suy who had been telling me that it would take 2 to 3 years to settle down, that life would be hard at the start. Most of all, my mother, my sisters and my brother, who respected our decision, though they know how difficult life would be for us at the start. They never questioned nor criticized. All their e-mails and calls were full of concern, appreciation for our little achievements, questions if we need anything. Unlike when my husband called up his sister a week after we arrived to inform them of how we are doing instead  said,  “Palit-ti ko ug  notebook computer.”

Despite the odds, there are a lot of things to be thankful for as we are in a country where there is better quality of life, one of  the countries in the world that has the best health care system, a place where possibilities are endless. Most of all, I am confident of the children’s future for every sacrifice we are making is for them. Why do you think my Angkong had to migrate from Kimmen, China to the Philippines? For his children to have a better life, and that is what I believe and hope for in migrating here too.

Friends
By Melissa Hazel Sua
Grade V

Happy, sad, bad times;
Laughter, tears, and whines,
Friends always care,
Ever ready to share.

Friends are like the sun,
They keep me warm.
Together having fun,
Keeping each other from harm.

Friends are to be cherished for sure
For they are like a treasure.
Keep them near your heart
Even when they depart.

Through good and bad times,
Through thick and thin,
Through fair and stormy weather
Friends survive it all together.

I thank God for friendship,
Thank God for companionship.
I pray it won't stop there
'Cause true friends are forever.

"Worry never robs tomorrow of its sorrow; it only saps today of its strength."  --  A. J. Cronin

"Worry … why do I let myself worry?"
If someone tells you that he never worries about anything, he's lying. But if he is a robot, then he is telling the truth.  Worries are to humans as fleas are to dogs. Everybody worries about so many different things.  As a matter of fact, worry has become a favorite pastime for so many people because it is easy to justify.  You don't have to go anywhere to do it and it's always free. Some of these people even believe that they have the obligation to worry about their friends, loved ones, and family.  Others believe that worry is like a thinking exercise that will make them better prepared because they are dealing with something before anything happens and thus helping them work towards a solution. In actuality, however, what they are really doing is dwelling on the futility of the problem.

As long as we are humans and alive, we cannot eliminate worries completely, but we can reduce them significantly. And we should, because worry depletes our physical and mental energy. It prevents us from living in the present as our mind is constantly thinking about what should have been and what will it be, instead of what is, and what now. We cannot enjoy the present if our mind wanders from yesterday to tomorrow, or to what has already passed -- an argument with our parents, children or spouse -- or to what has yet to come -- will the stock market go back up?

Aside from depleting our energy, worry may lead us to complications. Worry can make us irritable and sometimes we vent our irritation on someone who doesn't deserve it. We snap at our children for no good reason. Suppose you snap at your husband who is not in the mood. The result could be a fight. What if you and your husband have the affinity for violence? You'd be like Sonny Liston after 12 rounds with Mohammad Ali. Or your husband would be like Evander Holyfield after a few rounds with Mike Tyson. (Tyson bit off Holyfield's ear.)

"Feelings, nothing more than feelings …"
How many times have you been told that you should control your feelings or emotions? Particularly when we're upset, we are told to take deep breaths and get hold of ourselves. But can we really control our feelings or emotions? Unfortunately, we cannot, because feelings are automatic. Now let's just consider the two basic components of the mind which are akin to the basic components of the computer. The subconscious component is like the hard drive of the computer where all our beliefs, dreams, ideas, memories, habits, attitude and way of life are being stored, and they determine our feelings. The conscious component is like the keyboard or the mouse of the computer that we are in complete control of. Consciousness is your awareness of things around, of what happened or what is happening, and what you want to do. Once you decide by conscious effort what you want to do, you punch the keyboard or click on the mouse and what happens next is automatic. That is equivalent to what you're going to feel. You can't stop it, but you can click back, or you can change your mind or thought and your feeling will follow.   (To be continued)
 

BATCH 1975
Jaime Andaquig, Phoenix, Arizona, U.S.A., e-mail: andaquig007@yahoo.com; Emelia Bernardo, Cebu City; Catalina Dagohoy, Banco Filipino, Quezon Avenue, Iligan City, tel. 221-3727; Alfredo Dagondon Jr., Merlyn's Bakeshop, cor. Aguinaldo & Mercado Sts., Iligan City, tel. 221-123; Eduardo Doronila, Iligan City; Arthur Dy, 74 Tres Borces St., Mabolo, Cebu City, tel. 231-6812; Hipolito Guiritan, Cagayan de Oro City; Nelson Jo, Zarpaz Auto Parts, Osmeña St., Cagayan de Oro City, tel. (08822)-45-74, cell 0912-710-0375; Felisa Khu, FK Pharmacy, Aguinaldo St., Iligan City, tels. 221-3656, 221-8188; Aida Lagrosas, 0004 San Miguel Village, Pala-o, Iligan City, tel. No. 221-5676; Patricia Lee, Pagadian City;  Mario Leong, c/o Eddie Leong, Lluch Ext., Iligan City, tel. 221-1287; Edwina Lim; Elvira Lim; Avito Lim; Roberto Lim, c/o GSL Merchandise, J. Luna St., Iligan City, tel. 221-3113;  Wilford Lim, Edison, New Jersey, U.S.A., e-mail: wilfordlim@msn.com; Yvette Ngo, Asia GM Center, Quezon Ave., Iligan City, tels. 221-3028, 221-3728; Melesia Rosario; Melly Soy, Japan; Elizabeth Sy, 74 Tres Borces St., Mabolo, Cebu City, tel. 231-6812; Riena Regina Sy; Lilian Sy, Aqua Rose Style Shop, 894 D. Jakosalem St., Cebu City, tel. 253-6244; and Agustin Tiu, Cagayan Rice Traders, Lapasan, Cagayan de Oro City, tel. No. 724-629. [Next issue: Batch 1976]