Thursday, June 25, 2009 | Posted in , ,



LEGEND OF THE NAME:

There was lady of great wealth
Her name was Doña Tating
So kind and so giving
She was loved and respected
And "Tia," she was called by all.
Every morning she went to church
Always riding her cart

Drawn by her big black carabao.
The priest would not begin the mass
Until they heard the carabao
"Oooooonnng" as it approached
Announcing the arrival of their beloved Tia.
And so it came to pass,
From the "Tia" they called Doña Tating
And the "Oooonnng" of the carabao,

TIAONG, the town was named.


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I spent my childhood days in this town. For 20 years, I saw how Tiaong transformed. From town proper, we moved to another barangay when I was 24. Our business stayed in the heart of the town but we closed it after 2 years.
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WHERE IS TIAONG?

101 km south of Metro Manila, an hour and a half by car, longer by public transportation; 36 KM northwest of the Provincial Capitol, Lucena city.

Maharlika Highway cuts across the Barangays of Lalig, Poblacion, Lumingon, Lusacan and Lagalag.

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If you are still confused about its existence, let me give you one instance where our town became so famous….
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On an early morning of late November 2005, the usual bucolic quiet of Tiaong was shattered by the sounds of gunfire. At first, startled from 300 yards away, from atop the hill in Pulang Lupa, i though it to be a firecracking accompaniment of an extended drunken revelry. But soon, it became accompanied by frantic and desperate screaming and sounds of persistent and overlapping gunfire.

From the locals, the stories varied: Initially, it was thought the target was the Globe station in barangay Lumingon. Another, that the local police was acting on a tip that the NPA would be passing through Tiaong on its way to towns further south . It was a confrontation turned awry. The local police found themselves outnumbered and outgunned, needing the aid of the military. The 30-minute gun battle left dead on both sides, from the local police, and from the NPA

A surreal week followed. Surveillance helicopters frequented the skies.The sound of heavy artillery and firearms usually resumed in the late afternoons into the early evening. At nights, the choppers dropped flares, streams of serpentine lights piercing through the dark, then bursting into wide globes lighting up the countryside.As the sounds of battle receded further into the barangays of Anastasia and Cabatang, the grapevine of the rural folk provided daily details of villages being evacuated, body count, looting and loss of livestock.

For the town folk out of immediate harm's way, it was almost life as usual, quietly adjusting to the temporary inconveniences of transportation and day-to-day mobility, their reassurance augmented daily by the retreating sounds of gunfire.

source: STUART EXCHANGE
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I was there… I saw the battletanks… I saw those uniformed-men loitering each day. And for about a week, they were there in the streetsides.

For 3 days… we took care of those relatives and distant relatives from the barrio that was being attacked by NPA. My grandfather instructed them to vacate their place and move to our ancestral home… so, for few days, I saw those people sleeping in the garage since the house can accommodate only few families. We instructed them to keep the children inside the house with their mother. The men slept in the “banig” outside the house, in the garage, atleast it’s covered.

We gave them “kawa” and firewoods so they can make their food. They brought with them some of their personal stuffs. We shared what we have. I personally played with the kids. I talked to the adults while cooking, ate with them, & laughed with them. When the coast was declared clear and safe, they left…

After that incident, Tiaong became famous… and yes, about NPA issues…

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Everytime I asked a friend to come home with me for a vacation, the parents will ask: “taga-saan ka hija?” I will reply: “taga-Tiaong po”…

---end of story----

(Better luck next time dude! )


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Comments

16 responses to "TIAONG, QUEZON"

  1. Manang Dyi On 25 June, 2009 14:15

    buti nalang wala akong nakitang NPA nung magpunta ako sainyo! lolzz

    nweiz, nice post! dagdag kaalaman na naman tungkol sa tiaong di ba tia-azel?! hahahaha!!

     
  2. A-Z-E-L On 25 June, 2009 14:32

    ahahahaha... TIA-azel talaga!

    sssshhh... don't talk about "NICE PEOPLE".

     
  3. Ruphael On 25 June, 2009 14:55

    what a story..i was once had a bad experienced with the npa's. my uncle was kidnapped and killed..ayaw ko nang ikwento ang lahat kasi masakit..i was just a kid during that time..it's some kind of trauma in our family..

    nice story about Tiaong..

     
  4. A-Z-E-L On 25 June, 2009 15:44

    Ruphael, i also wanted to remain silent with all the issues about the "Nice People"...

    thanks for the comment.. and i'm sorry for your uncle.

     
  5. Bhing On 25 June, 2009 16:23

    i hd a bad xperienced too w/ nice pipol(too sad)...

    azel pwd pnta dn ako sa place nyo?

     
  6. A-Z-E-L On 25 June, 2009 16:35

    ate bhing... mas madami yata sa inyo nyan... lolz!

    walang problema... dala ka din lang ng "personal stuffs" para mabigyan kita ng "kawa" at panggatong. lolz!

     
  7. HARI NG SABLAY On 25 June, 2009 17:09

    mdami ba npa sa inyo?

    yan pala istorya ng lugar niyo,hehe

    pangalan ng tao saka oooonnggg ng kabayo,hehe interesting.

     
  8. A-Z-E-L On 25 June, 2009 17:12

    HNS - kalabaw po hindi kabayo! hehehehehe!

    madami sila pero di ko nakikita... hehehehehe!

     
  9. lenz On 25 June, 2009 17:36

    napunta na ko ng quezon province.nakita ko lang sila meron mga dalang baril.dumaan lang sa bahay na tinuloyan ko...

     
  10. poging (ilo)CANO On 25 June, 2009 20:57

    pwede bang lakarin from manila to tiong?

    gusto kong kumain na keyk...hehe.lolz...

     
  11. gillboard On 26 June, 2009 00:50

    seryoso yang history nung pangalan ng Tiaong?

     
  12. The Pope On 27 June, 2009 09:40

    I have not been to Tiaong kasi wala akong mga kabarkada from that town, most are from Lucban kaya I have the opportunity to visit it for 3 times.

    God bless.

     
  13. RJ On 27 June, 2009 11:57

    Naalala ko tuloy ang aking dating trabaho. Nakakarating ako sa bayan niyo dati (yr. 2005-2006), Azel. Nasa Tiaong kasi ang isa sa mga pinakaiingatang piggery farm ng Monterey.

    Pero ngayon ko lang nalamang si Tiya, at ang Oongaaah pala ng kalabaw ang pinagmulan ng pangalan nito. o",)

     
  14. A-Z-E-L On 27 June, 2009 13:20

    LENZ - nung time na un.. natural na scenario ang nakita mo... ngayon hindi na.

    POGI - sino ba namang nagsabi sayong hindi pwedeng lakarin ang 101 kilometers... aba! pwede... kayanin mo lang! lolz!

    GILBOARD - yan ang nakasulat.. yan ang sabi nila. kaya kagaya ng ibang myth at legend... pinapapaniwalaan namin yan...

     
  15. A-Z-E-L On 27 June, 2009 13:23

    Kuya Pope - im suredinadaanan mo ang town namin pag pumupunta ka ng Lucban maliban na lang po kung sa Laguna ka dadaan...

    Doc RJ - seryoso? sa Tiaong o ung D & G Farm sa Candelaria, Quezon? hindi ko po kase alam na may piggery farm sa Tiaong under Monterey... ang alam ko lang katayan ng manok... hehehehe!

    ayan.. may nadagdag na bago sa madami mong kaalaman doc!

     
  16. BlogusVox On 28 June, 2009 11:47

    I was in Quezon in the 80s, Calauag to be exact. We were on sem-break and vacationing on a fishpond of a classmate. I met some of those "nice people" but they leave us alone. Later, I heard my friend's parent closed their fishpond because the "nice people" wants half of the harvest as tax.