Saturday, February 15, 2014

UST-AB DevCom: Let Us Save the Dying Trees!

Dr Abe V Rotor
Living with Nature - School on Blog 
 Paaralang Bayan sa Himpapawid with Ms Melly C Tenorio 
738 KHz DZRB AM Band, 8-9 evening class, Monday to Friday

Lesson: Field Lecture on DevCom as applied in ecology and environment. February 18, 2014. Bring any camera and field notebook.    


These are camphor trees at the University of Santo Tomas facing the consequences of environmental degradation and climate change. There are many trees in the metropolis facing this grave threat. Efforts to save the trees are a great concern for every one of us. 
The effect of intermittent flooding is evident;
we can even see the usual depth of flood. Water
logging occurs after a sudden downpour and
may last from a few hours to several days.

Floodwater deposits pollutants from oil to
toxic metals. As the tree
 struggles to survive,
termites and fungi set in, the same way we suffer
of secondary infection and complications when
our health is poor.


Wound that does not heal easily invades the whole system.
Here it has reached both roots and branches, predisposing
the tree to insects and rot. A gust of wind is enough to break
the tree at its weakest point.


Death comes slowly as the roots fail to absorb nutrients
for the leaves to use in photosynthesis. The tree actually
starves to death, a process we may not readily notice until
the tree defoliates and fails to produce new shoots. There's
one sign though at the threshold of death which is universal
to all organisms: reproduction. The tree profusely bear
flowers, fruits, and principally seeds. It's nature's way of
preserving the species.


This tree is virtually without foothold; it will
certainly topple down. The pith is severely
damage and new cells cannot replace it fast
enough. But what precipitates death is that
the wood of a tree is the conducting vessel
of food and water. If it fails, the tree, like any
organism that is starved, will certainly die.


It had been a long struggle it seems until this tree
succumbed. Pruned branch shows the cambium
layer trying to heal the wound the same way our
wound heals and later covered with scar. Untimely
and 
too much pruning may deprive a tree from

manufacturing enough food. The same principle
applies that when a tree is felled, no amount of
new shoots will revive the remaining stump.


It's hauntingly sad to see a tree skeleton. Against
the sky we see a cross we ourselves made. It is no
different from the one we make to profess your faith.
For faith 
in God and in his Creation - Nature is one.
And the sin we 
committed in the death of trees is
mainly a sin of omission. It is simply 
because we seem
to lack compassion - that sensitivity 
for other living
things, which we define on a 
higher level of our
culture as reverence. Reverence for life.

What can we do to save the trees?

1. 
Never use trees to post advertisements, announcements, campaign posters. Injury from nails and other materials retards growth, predisposes trees to termites and fungi, and may lead to their early demise.

2. 
On Christmas, plant trees to celebrate the Season. Don't cut trees to make Christmas Trees. Instead, simply decorate a standing tree, with care not to injure it.

A potted tree seedling or sapling may be decorated in lieu of an artificial Christmas Tree. At the end of the season, plant it as an expression of thanksgiving for the Season.


3. Don't build fire near a tree, more so at its base. Never cook food under the tree. Keep barbecue stand at a distance.

4. Don't dump garbage near and at the base of trees. Never do composting beside a tree, or at the base of its trunk. Composting builds heat and emits poisonous gases of ammonia and sulfur which are deleterious specially to the roots.



5. Never carve a message on the trunk with a knife. There are better ways of expressing your affection such as planting a tree together with your loved one. A tree of love will certainly last long.



Before pruning, transplanting, spraying a tree, and the like, consult an expert or an agriculturist in your area. ~

Wednesday, February 12, 2014

The beetle that tells secrets, fortune

Dr Abe V Rotor
Living with Nature - School on Blog 
 Paaralang Bayan sa Himpapawid with Ms Melly C Tenorio 
738 KHz DZRB AM Band, 8-9 evening class, Monday to Friday

Click Beetle (Kuddo, Ilk) - Melanotus fissilis, Family Elateridae, Order Coleoptera. 

It is the adult of wireworm, a common pest of crops. Click beetles are "hard shelled," brownish to nearly black, and "streamlined." The head and thorax fit closely against the wing covers, which protect the back of the abdomen. The joint just in front of the wing covers is loose and flexible. When the insect happens to fall on its back, it flips with a clicking sound for which it got its name - click beetle, snapping beetle, or skipjack. When held between fingers, the insect tries to escape by clicking repeatedly. The number of clicks is often a reference of jokes, like number of girlfriends, winning in a contest, and the like.

Sweet memories bring a wit long laid -
     when I was a child I played
your game of click-click-click,
     telling me if life’s bright or bleak.

I asked how many friends or money I had,
     by clicking, I knew what you said;
and pressing your breast, my wish implied;
     all I wanted, you complied. ~


Living with Nature, AVRotor; Acknowledgment, photo adapted from www.naturephoto.cz, (Dalopius marginatus) by Pavel Krasensky

“Which is the happiest season of life?”

Dr Abe V Rotor 
Living with Nature - School on Blog 
 Paaralang Bayan sa Himpapawid with Ms Melly C Tenorio 
738 KHz DZRB AM Band, 8-9 evening class, Monday to Friday
Painting in acrylic for Dr Cresencio Paat and Sister Jude
Paat, 
SPC, by AVR 2000.
A wise old man, who had lived buoyantly through four score years, was asked, “Which is the happiest season of life?” He replied thoughtfully.

“When spring comes, and in the soft air the buds are breaking on the trees, and they are covered with blossoms. I think, how beautiful is Spring!

And when the summer comes, and covers the trees and bushes with heavy foliage, and singing birds mingle with branches, I think, how beautiful is Summer!

When autumn loads them with golden fruit, and their leaves bear the gorgeous tint of frost, I think, how beautiful is Autumn!

And when it is sore winter, and there is neither foliage nor fruit, then when I look up through the leafless branches and see, as I can see in no other season, the shining stars of heaven, I think, how beautiful is the Winter of life!


How beautiful is the passing of seasons each year - all of them beautiful. But the most beautiful is the passing of the seasons of life - the spring of life, the summer of life, the autumn of life, and finally, the winter of life - that make a wholesome Life Cycle for each and every Human Being on Earth. ~

The Philippine national helmet is made of upo

Dr Abe V Rotor 
Living with Nature - School on Blog 
 Paaralang Bayan sa Himpapawid with Ms Melly C Tenorio 
738 KHz DZRB AM Band, 8-9 evening class, Monday to Friday

The calabash, Lagenaria siceraria, also known as upo squash, bottle gourd or long melon is a vine grown for its fruit, which can either be harvested young and used as a vegetable, or harvested mature, dried, and used as a bottle, utensil, or pipe. 

Upo and Katipunero. What is the relationship of the two?


Soldiers of the Katipunan (KKK) during the time of Bonifacio and Aguinaldo wore a special helmet. It is made of the tough shell of mature gourd or upo (Lagaenaria siceraria). It is light and cool and princely to wear. It is also worn on special occasions, and fits well with the early barong style wears. During rainy days, it was paired with the annanga, a native rain shield made of anahao (Levistona rotundifolia).

The fruits of upo come in two varieties: elongated and oblong. Both are a favorite vegetable while still young and succulent. When allowed to mature on the trellis, the fruits develop a tough rind that is impervious to water, and resistant to pressure. The elongated fruit is made into a receptacle to carry food and water. The round fruit on the other hand, is cut across the middle with the upper half fashioned into a helmet, while the lower half is made into a tray.                                                                            
                                                                                
Monument of Diego and Gabriela Silang. Santa, Ilocos Sur. The hero's helmet is made from the tough rind of upo.

If we have a national tree (narra), national flower (sampaguita), a national fruit (mango), surely upo, by these criteria mentioned, deserves to be our national fruit-vegetable. Above all, the Philippine national helmet.~

Rejoice in Kindness and Gladness

Rejoice in Kindness and Gladness 
Dr Abe V Rotor

Kindness and gladness, these however small
are never, never put to waste at all.

Beginning of Life in Space, acrylic. 
Painting by AV Rotor 2021

1. Beauty seen once breaks a heart,
Wait for the image to depart.

2. Being right and reasonable;
Black or white, and measurable.

3. She's coy who speaks soft and light;
Smoke first before fire ignites.

4. Every promise you can't keep
Drags you into a deeper pit.

5. To endure pain of hatred,
A leader’s wisdom is dared.

6. Make believe prosperity;
Sound of vessel when empty.

7. Take from the ant or stork,
Patience is silence at work.

8. Good wine grows mellow with age;
Good man grows into a sage.

9. He finds reason for living
Who sees a new beginning.

10. Beauty builds upon beauty,
Ad infinitum to eternity. ~

Sunday, February 9, 2014

"Buy books, sir?"

Dr Abe V Rotor
Living with Nature - School on Blog 
 Paaralang Bayan sa Himpapawid with Ms Melly C Tenorio 
738 KHz DZRB AM Band, 8-9 evening class, Monday to Friday

War Remnant Museum, Ho Chi Ming City, Vietnam


“Buy books, sir,” a boy called,
stopping me on my track
to the War Remnant Museum.
“No, no.” My words were cold.

Back in time, the inhumanity of war
unfolded beyond my belief:
barbaric, grotesque, pathetic -
at the end, stood the Yellow Star.

It is the star of David I saw indeed
Goliath met his fate once more,
his sword broken, his armor rusted,
another lesson of man’s greed.

“Buy books, sir.” The boy was back.
Before leaving the sacred compound,
I read Iraq and Afghanistan.
What is it that we humans lack? ~