MA. ISABEL ONGPIN
THE endless rice fields and the flowing rivers and creeks of Bicol are still on my mind. Bicol is on the cusp of modernity, a mixed blessing in any circumstance when rural turns urban. In this country, the bad of modernity sometimes trumps the good because of lack of vision which means no definition of values, no priority on what must be saved and what is dispensable in the rush to modernize.