Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Part 2: Devolution - Threat to Biodiversity
Dr Abe V Rotor
What is the implication of narrowing down the choice of varieties to be planted commercially?
First, it will result in indirect elimination of varieties in the bottom of the list, by displacement by the preferred ones and by neglect on the [art of the farmer in maintaining them.
Second, fewer varieties planted is food security risk. Severe damage to even only one major variety is likely to result in economic disaster.
Third, the narrowing down of genetic diversity disturbs the ecosystem, laying much on man’s care the survival not only of the cultivated crops but other living things in the area as well, thus leading to the further decrease in diversity and population. The loss of diversity in cereal lands applies as well in other areas as evidenced by the following:
• Vegetables sold in the market are limited to those that are salable, leaving out those that are not, and the so-called “wild vegetables” represented by such vegetables as bagbagkong, papait, sabawil, sword bean, and alukong or himbaba-o.
• The kinds of fruits may be counted by the fingers, and like vegetables, only those that are acceptable dominate the fruit stands. Today it is rare to find such indigenous fruits as tampoy, sapote, batocanag, anonang and the native counterparts of guapple and ponderosa.
• Industrial crops are also suffering of the same fate. Take the following:
1. Dipterocarp species of forest trees (narra family) are now endangered. These include apitong , yakal, tanguili, and guijo.
2. Fiber plants such as maguey (Agave family), ramie, kenaf, jute, abaca, have bee vastly neglected since the introduction of synthetics fibers.
3. Today bamboo groves occupy the fringes of wastelands and certain watershed areas. Traditional bamboo areas, like the Dipterocarp forests, are vanishing, so with many of the species and variety of this so-called giant grass.
4. The increasing demand for firewood has decimated many indigenous sources, what with the open exploitation for day-to-day gathering of firewood in marginal communities. These include madre de cacao, ipil-ipil, acacia, and aroma.
5. Even plants of medicinal value are being exploited severely such as quinine for malaria, banaba for kidney trouble, derris for insect control.
6. Seaweeds suffer the same fate as more resorts are put up, aquaculture selective only to those species of major importance are raised, deleterious effects of pollution, notwithstanding.
Monday, September 7, 2009
Cassava grown from inverted stalk (cutting) is poisonous.
Abe V Rotor
This is not true. But let us take it this way. Cassava cuttings if planted upside down will take a much longer time to grow, if at all. Those that survive become stunted (bansot), thus at harvest time they are left behind in the field. Come next planting season, and they are rouged, their tubers by now are about a year old. Tubers accumulate poisonous cyanic substances as they mature, and the longer they stay in the field the higher is the poison level in their tubers.
A one-year old cassava tuber has twice the amount of cyanide than regularly harvested ones do (4 to 5 months in the field). Thus cassava poisoning is not uncommon. Beware of cassava tubers harvested from borders or along fences. These must be very old indeed. By the way, when preparing cassava, choose the freshly harvested tubers. It is in the bark where the poison is concentrated so that it should be completely peeled off. While boiling, take off the pot cover in order to allow the poison to escape as gas - cyanogas , which is similar to the poisonous gas used in executing convicts in the US.
Living with Folk Wisdom, AVR
This is not true. But let us take it this way. Cassava cuttings if planted upside down will take a much longer time to grow, if at all. Those that survive become stunted (bansot), thus at harvest time they are left behind in the field. Come next planting season, and they are rouged, their tubers by now are about a year old. Tubers accumulate poisonous cyanic substances as they mature, and the longer they stay in the field the higher is the poison level in their tubers.
A one-year old cassava tuber has twice the amount of cyanide than regularly harvested ones do (4 to 5 months in the field). Thus cassava poisoning is not uncommon. Beware of cassava tubers harvested from borders or along fences. These must be very old indeed. By the way, when preparing cassava, choose the freshly harvested tubers. It is in the bark where the poison is concentrated so that it should be completely peeled off. While boiling, take off the pot cover in order to allow the poison to escape as gas - cyanogas , which is similar to the poisonous gas used in executing convicts in the US.
Living with Folk Wisdom, AVR
Sunday, September 6, 2009
"Naughty dragonfly, I am born once again to be a child." - Sr Macarius Lacuesta SPC
"Naughty dragonfly, I am born once again to be a child."
Sr Macarius Lacuesta SPC
"Magic is seeing wonder in nature's every little thing, seeing how wonderful the fireflies are and how magical are the dragonflies." - Ama H.Vanniarachchy
Dr Abe V Rotor
Living with Nature Center, San Vicente, Ilocos Sur
Sr. Macarius’ poems do not deal with issues about faith, eternity, salvation, kingdom, and the like, endorsing them to debate. She does not act like a doctor of the church even if she carries a doctorate degree in philosophy. Yet in her own gentle way she invites the reader to the fold, riding on that little kite, running in the open field after a dragonfly. For what is eternity but to be “a child forever,” (A thing of beauty is a joy forever – Joyce Kilmer). What is kingdom but the realm we once lived before we became grownups, in the words of Antoine de Saint-Exupery’ in The Little Prince? And salvation? Oh, it is in innocence when the conscience is not bothered. (The Brothers Grimm)
“Naughty dragonfly…I am born once again to a child –
alive and free.”
“Catch the sight of a tree… and rest for a while.”
- Under the Fig Tree
“Speak to me in the loveliness of a rose
Fresh and sparkling with the morning dew.”
- A World Full of You
“You sing to me in the chirping of love birds,
Greeting each other at the break of day.”
- A World Full of You
“Listen to the story of that grand mountain
Like a faithful sentinel standing there.”
- Fly on My Little Kite.”
“How blest and gifted I am to be one
With a beautiful world.”
- A World Full of You
“Lord, help me become the child of Your Kingdom.”
- Child of the Kingdom
It was a bright morning some two years ago when Sister Macarius visited me at the SPCQ Museum. She showed me these poems. “I have not written poems for a long, long time,” she said and that started a couple of hours of pleasant discussion about poetry today and its significance. She exuded a lovely smile as she recited her poems. “Beautiful,” I said, amazed at what a septuagenarian lady can make of poetry which usually blooms in youth. That was the last time I saw Sister Macarius.
The amihan wind had just arrived. I saw a tarat bird perched on the nearby caimito tree singing. Up in the sky a kite was flying. I remembered Sister Macarius.
“Fly on my little kite
Do not let fear daunt you,
For the hand that holds the strings
Knows best and watches over you.”
x x x
Reference: Living with Nature, AVR. All Rights Reserved
Proud Lotus (Nelumbium nelumbo Linne)
Abe V Rotor
Over a white flower in repose;
All day artists worked in spell;
As she held her breath to a pose,
One by one her petals fell.
Lives this flower in brief and rush,
Except the bees she defied all,
To lend her image to the brush,
Until she met her fall.
And the artists looked up the sky,
White clouds they searched row by row,
For flowers through their creative eye,
Flowers that everyday grow.
Over a white flower in repose;
All day artists worked in spell;
As she held her breath to a pose,
One by one her petals fell.
Lives this flower in brief and rush,
Except the bees she defied all,
To lend her image to the brush,
Until she met her fall.
And the artists looked up the sky,
White clouds they searched row by row,
For flowers through their creative eye,
Flowers that everyday grow.
Danajon Reef
Abe V Rotor
(Western Coast of Bohol)
Far, far away by boat,
Away from drudgery
At the other side of a moat
Is this blue. Blue sea –
A Shangrila to soothe scars
Where in quiet luminescence
The corals and stars
Twinkle in cadence,
Where the sky meets the sea,
The cloud rises from the water,
And fish sail to the sky.
And I, oh, a foreign matter.
(Western Coast of Bohol)
Far, far away by boat,
Away from drudgery
At the other side of a moat
Is this blue. Blue sea –
A Shangrila to soothe scars
Where in quiet luminescence
The corals and stars
Twinkle in cadence,
Where the sky meets the sea,
The cloud rises from the water,
And fish sail to the sky.
And I, oh, a foreign matter.
Nightbreak
Abe V Rotor
The lake meets the sinking sun,
as the fishes join their clan,
while the shores grow calm,
and soon the day is done,
save the breeze blowing,
the leaves whispering
casting a friendly scare
as the young ones stare
beneath the arms that care
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