THIS WEEK is a very tiresome, action-packed and stressssful week.
Today, I stopped to smell the roses.
After Noralyn’s Focus Group Discussion for her thesis this morning where I was one of the process documentors (more like a human recorder), her little brother Perot asked us if we could go visit the Aga Khan Museum.
So, there we went. And I saw the marvels of the museum again.
Aga Khan Museum, named after HRH Prince Karim Aga Khan IV (its donor), is the only museum in the Philippines that houses artifacts of the Moro culture.
It is a treasure trove of the 13 Moro tribes: the Maranaos, Maguindanaons, Tausugs, Iranon, Yakan, Kalagan, Samal, Sangir, Kalibugan, Molboganun, Palawanis, Jama Mapun and Badjao.
Perot, Nor and I were in awe of the indigenous art and music, native tools and weapons, and Muslim houses of different artistic designs.
What caught my eyes on the first floor are the paintings of artists R. Doplon and Abdulmari Imao, the antique brass wares, the kolintangs, babadir and agong (brass gongs of different sizes), and the miniature Torogan (Meranao royal house) and the Lamin (a Meranao princess dormitory).
On the second floor is the newly repaired Natural Sciences Museum (I admit it’s my first visit); there we laughed when Perot gasped and said, “Ahhh. Myakalala!” (It’s so big!) while pointing to the huge preserved snake.
Aside from the preserves of various species, another room led to a big Maranao royal bed complete with trimmings and a canopy.
Inside the room are other marvels such as a glass-enclosed Holy Qur’an, which was said to be one of those distributed by Sultan Abdul Hamid II (of Istanbul, Turkey) at the end of Ramadhan in 1893!
Near it is a glass-encased cabinet that has a 5-peso bill dated 1949 (that’s a lot of money then). It is the bill Dr. Antonio Isidro (first university president) received when he won a bet with Dr. Floyd Florio of the Agency of Int’l Dev’t.
The label reads: “Dr. Florio challenged Pres. Isidro in March 1962 that classes could not open that year as no building was in construction and only cogon grass abounds in the campus.”
But then, the first classes were held on June 13, 1962—3 months after the bet. And the year after, Aga Khan Museum was built.
Ahhh. So many great things could be done at a short time. I’m glad I stopped to smell the roses.
Back to work—-er, school.