Vic went with me on my research about traditional healing in
Lanao del Sur to have a reunion with another classmate, Marianita of
Mindanao State University in Marawi City. Marianita made arrangements for us to stay at the executive guest house on campus, very
near the mosque. With us was my son whoI wanted exposed to Maranao
architecture and art. The big two-story house had several bedrooms, and
spacious living and dining rooms.
It was full
moon when we were there and from the garden,
we could see Lanao Lake. The campus had rolling terrain and it was
simply beautiful.
After dinner, I suggested a walk to Vic and my son, but as we
were going out the gate, the guard asked us where we were going. I got
irritated and answered him that we were just going for a walk. I thought he was
being intrusive. He practically begged us not to go, at first reluctant to tell
us why. Then he told us that there were “incidents” on campus that week and he
was only concerned about our safety. Upon hearing that, we needed no further
convincing. We decided to sit in the garden instead and chat with the guard
whose armalite lay comfortably on his lap.
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