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Thursday, February 06, 2014

Life of an aid worker: Lost and found!


#Tacloban, #Leyte, #Philippines 

It was a moment of utter desperation when I met Patrick three months ago.

He was hunched over on the debris littered ground sobbing as he told me how he’d been separated from his wife and children in the chaos of Typhoon Haiyan.

Photo posted on Facebook last November 11, three days after Typhoon Haiyan struck Tacloban City.

This is 27-year-old Patrick. He looks so tired and hungry. It's normal to see people tired and hungry here but what struck me is when I saw him sobbing making use of his bag as his pillow and falling debris as his blanket. He sobs out of misery. "I've been everywhere to look for my two children, my wife and my mother but I can't find them," Patrick lives near the seawall and his house was washed out by the strong winds and heavy downour of Typhoon Yolanda. Please pray for Patrick as he finds his family, pray for him to have strength and courage, and for all the typhoon survivors who have the same story as Patrick's.
I was struck, here was a 27-year-old man begging for the Lord’s mercy. He worried that his wife and children were among the bodies I’d seen cast alongside the road, on a horrific journey to Tacloban.
“I’ve been everywhere to look for my two children, my wife and my mother but I can’t find them,” he told me while gasping in between sobs.

It was a scene of absolute misery. I was crushed – my heart torn as I took in his situation, a young man my age who had seemed to have lost everything he held dear. As he huddled on an empty bag beside an uprooted tree I shared a few of my biscuits and some of my water, just to help him fill his hungry stomach.
As he started eating the biscuit, I stood up to leave. But before I started to walk again, a little voice told me to one more moment with Patrick. I asked him if we can pray together and he said yes. We covered our hands on top of each other and embarked on a prayer that left us both in tears.

“Lord, I know what we gave him is not enough but please give him comfort and his family. Help him find his mother, wife and two little children,” I prayed.

It was all I could offer before I had to continue with our assessment team in Tacloban. For the rest of the day, I encountered more and more bodies. I witnessed  people sobbing and grew more devastated by all the destruction.

When I left Tacloban a few days later, and World Vision began providing disaster relief assistance to the thousands of survivors, I would continually conjure up Patrick’s situation. To me, he was the face of the disaster – and I continued to pray for him.  

Soon thereafter, I urged my friends and family to pray for Patrick as well. I posted his photo and story on Facebook and asked for prayers for him as he searched his family. I asked for prayers to give him strength and courage and all for all the typhoon survivors who have the same story as Patrick.

As time wore on, and the weeks unfolded from Haiyan, I started to think less about Patrick and his family.
But just last Sunday, almost three months ago after Typhoon Haiyan, I was requested to return to Tacloban and prepare for a visit from World Vision Japan guests.

As the plane landed, I felt goosebumps. The experience of walking through and over the debris and bodies two days after Typhoon Haiyan was vividly returning to me. I continued to work planning the visit, but the experience was never far from me.

A day later, with a teammate, I rolled  into a local eatery for a late lunch. As I ate chicken curry I looked up and caught a familiar face.

It was Patrick. He was working as a server at the small restaurant.

Photo posted on my Instagram (mai_zamora) Haiyan: Remember Patrick? He is the man we met the day after we arrived Tacloban, four days after Typhoon Haiyan. He was the man sobbing of the lost of his mother, two children and wife. He was the man we prayed over,
shared our water and biscuits. I think,
you infact prayed for him also, the time when I posted his story on social media. Almost three months after Typhoon Haiyan,
I met him today in one of the stores after a long day in the field and I'm so happy and blessed to let you know that our prayer for Patrick was answered. Thank you friends for praying with him and thank You Lord for the answered prayer



A lump swelled in my throat. He smiled widely and took a seat at our table

 “By God’s grace, I found my family and they are safe. Our prayer was answered, Ma’am,” he said.

My heart sang. I was overjoyed.

I was trying to control my tears. I am amazed and still overwhelmed at how God revealed how powerful He is.

“As soon as I found them, after five days of being hungry searching for them, I knelt down and raised my hands thanking God for answering our prayer. At that time, Ma’am, I was about to give up and gave myself another three days to look for them. I was just praying that in case I couldn’t find them that they would just be safe,“ Patrick told me in the restaurant.

I asked him where his family was now living and Patrick said, “We live in a World Vision covered area and my family received relief goods from World Vision. We are very thankful to receive them. I wouldn’t have known where to look for food for my children if World Vision hadn’t help us.”

When I heard him say those words, without hesitation I asked to visit his family.

This afternoon with my colleague I visited Patrick’s home, catching him as he was hanging his children’s clothes to dry. We met four-year-old CJ and two-year-old James Patrick. We greeted his wife Ana Rose who just came from washing the laundry along the river, just a few meters away from their small makeshift house covered with a tarpaulin (waterproofed canvas).

His wife Ana Rose shared how they survived after Typhoon Haiyan.
“We had been hungry for almost a week. Most of the time, for days after the typhoon, my neighbours would just share a plate of rice for the four of us but of course we couldn’t eat much because our priority was for our children. We didn’t care if we are hungry as long as our children were not.

“The good thing is World Vision came and gave us relief goods with 30 kgs of rice, sardines and kitchen utensils. They gave us blankets, mosquito nets and a tarpualin that we use as our roof because our house was totally damaged by the strong winds during Typhoon Yolanda (local name of Typhoon Haiyan). We really didn’t know how we would have survived if World Vision didn’t help us. Thank you so much to all of you and to God for helping us to survive and for keeping our family complete,” Ana Rose says as she smiles while Patrick prepared lunch of CJ and James Patrick.

Tonight, hours after leaving Patrick’s home, I can feel God’s presence – even in the aftermath of the storm. Truly, God is real. God answers prayers and He never forsakes his children.

Thank you, Lord, for the answered prayers. 


Patrick with his precious gems. 

Haiyan: Yesterday, God led the way for me to meet Patrick again, almost three months after I first met him, then today I meet his family. Meeting his precious gems in their humble home has blessed me so much. Truly, God is real and He never forsake his children. Thank You, Lord.

Monday, February 03, 2014

Adventure: Same same but different

#Tacloban, #Leyte, #Philippines

Life of an aid worker: I've been almost five years in this line of work but I guess the only skills I mastered are packing up and wearing clothes in side A and B.


My travel essentials!  My bag is my mobile office and home. 

There is so much to learn in the field and there is no instance that I experienced and encountered the same situation, it's just almost the same.  As Vietnamese would say, "same same but different".


Cheers to everyone who can relate.

Saturday, August 25, 2012

A sweet slice of life....Must-try cakes and pastries in the islands...

So if you ask me, what I do? I say, "I travel and experience a taste of every place,". Whenever I am out, I love to act and feel like a local of the place-  trying hard to speak the dialect, listen to local's stories especially those who are in poverty, and experience the place, culture and food.

And every time I am on travel, personal or work-related,  I make sure to spend time alone, be in the beach or enjoy those only-in-this place- coffee shops and restaurants.

And I know it is hard to find if you don't know the place or if it is your first time to visit the place, especially if you travel alone. I know how it feels because I am one, I am like you.

And so I'd like to share with you few of my best finds across the islands of Philippines. And since I am sweet today, I'd like you to share with you sweet foodies - cakes and pastries - that literally melts in your mouth.

Every time I visit the place, the trip is not complete without re(tasting) these yummy foodies. Here are, for me, the must-try across the islands of Philippines:

Sampaguita Garden's Chocolate Moist cake- New Washington, Aklan 

The chocolate they are using are belgian chocolates. It cost  70 pesos, almost two dollars. The chocolate moist cake is their bestseller and the first to be sold out.  Sampaguita Gardens is just  few minutes from Kalibo and almost two hours from Boracay.  It is the home of Precious Moments Dolls. 

Bacolod City, Calea Cake

Calea cakes! And that's only  in Bacolod City. People won't leave Bacolod without going to Calea shop. They have best ice cream cakes. Too bad you can't bring it home as it melts easily. But they have chocolate moist cake. It is good for pasalubong. 



Tacloban, Leyte- Miyara's Cakes and Pastries

My new find and addiction- Miyara's red velvet cupcake. A cupcake that literally melts in your mouth with a cheesecake filling and topping. Miyaras cakes and pastries store is found right in front of Development Bank of the Philippines,  Tacloban City. 

Mint Leaf's Blueberry Cheesecake - Malaybalay, Bukidnon

The best cheesecake I ever tasted so far. If you are in Malaybalay, just tell the tricycle to drop you off to Mint Leaf. And if you love Durian, try their Durian coffee, a perfect combination for your cheesecake and the cozy ambiance plus the fanstastic Baguio-like weather.


Sans Rival's Silvanas - Dumaguete, Negros Oriental 
Your Dumaguete experience won't be complete if you miss to visit Sans Rival and taste their Silvanas. Sans Rival is just near the Boulevard and well-known to locals, just ask the tricycle driver to drop you off to their shop.

So far those are the best but of course I am still counting...

C'mon friends, join me in finding good stuff here in Philippines. Let's go, taste and explore the sweet slice of life. It's in our hands.

Sunday, July 22, 2012

Asking for 'sili' put me to shame!

Just a while ago, while having lunch,  in a restaurant here in Tacloban City. I called the waiter and asked if he can give me some  'sili'  but I was surprised with the waiter's reaction.

He  stared  at me for about few seconds and repeated what I said for three times, "Ha? Sili ma'am? Sili? Ma'am Sili? The timid looking waiter looked surprised and embarrassed.

And I was kinda annoyed and was wondering why he kept on asking me if I really wanted 'sili'. So i responded to him with authority and full of confidence, "Yes, sili!" (Imagine me saying it with my loud voice).

Then my workmate interrupted us,  with an awkward reaction, telling the waiter, 'harang'. (She means, she is asking for harang.)  I was wondering why they were having those reactions. On my mind,  I asked myself, is  there something wrong here? Is asking for chili offensive?

When the waiter went his way back to the kitchen, my workmate said in a discreet way, "Dai, do not say 'sili' when you are asking  for chili because 'sili' here means penis."

Such a facepalm!

I felt so embarrassed  that I cannot even call the waiter again to ask for a drinking water. What a facepalm to start the busy week.

Trivia: If you are  Bisaya/Cebuano or Tagalog speaking visiting a Waray-waray place, don't use the word 'sili' if you want to ask for chili because they might give you what you don't expect. I am just so lucky that the waiter found me decent that he didn't gave me a plate full of 'sili' for lunch. LOL


Lesson learned:  Next time, before visiting to another place,  make sure to somehow learn the dialect, even just the basic words.