Tribute to Manang Jean Macliing
Episcopal Church, Quezon City
September 10, 2011
■ Video clips
"Lumaki ang mga
bata na kasama
namin sa pakikibaka sa buhay.
Hindi ko man naibigay ang mga luho
ng buhay, naibigay ko naman
kung ano ibig sabihin
ng wasto at simpleng pamumuhay"
Tatlong pinakamahahalagang bagay
sa buhay nya -- ang pambansang minorya, ang simbahan ng kasaysayan at ang
gawaing pang sosyo-ekonomiko sa hanay ng mga organisasyon ng mga mamamayan.
|High mass at the QC Episcopal Church|
Tribute to Jean Macliing
From a friend and associate
Para Kay Manang Jean
|Members of various organizations pay their last resoects to Jean Macliing|
|The family and relatives of Jean Macliing|
Friends and associates
For You are the Bloom of Rainy Days,
the Storm of Summer*
* poem written by an associate of Jean
Macliing as a birthday note
Crossroads: Jean Macliing, development
worker par excellence
Written By: editors on October 9, 2011 No Comment
By MARY LOU MARIGZA
I came to know Mother Petra first before I met Jean. So I would not wonder why Jean was the way she was: indefatigable worker, pioneer in many development projects and endeavor, active social action worker, mother and friend. She had matched her words with fitting action, her actions she mixed with careful study and deep knowledge accompanied with vision and her vision was matched with the necessary methods and means for the goal to be accomplished. And she would not even claim credit for such work.
Jean was not one to shy away from venturing into unchartered seas of civil society work or the social action realm. If the people need it and need it fast, she was one to be there “nagpupuyat na dilat at nagkukunot ng noo”. Meeting her during the formation of support groups for the Chico dam struggle, she was cool under pressure but quick to castigate officialdom as the indigenous peoples were being harassed and discriminated.
She embodied the term “trailblazer” where we mere mortals followed in her steps. Her work for example with Katinnulong Daguiti Umili iti Amianan (Peoples’ Partner in Northern Luzon) as the first regional director for an NL wide service and development institution is still to be equalled. We had hoped she would pick up doing consultancy work again but her death clipped that. She was director for this and that, the first in this and that. She wanted no trophies for these managership and with deep humility she accepted citations often saying she did not do these things alone, she had the company of dedicated development workers.
Even in her personal life, Jean was wonder woman. Jean’s decision not to undergo an operation as the chances for recovery were slim of her aneurism was her way of saying the money for the medical care would be best given to those more in need, not to her, not to her family.
If only that kind of selflessness we can see in our public servants who demand that the best be given to them for just sitting on their butts.
Her dorm at the St Andrew’s Seminary became our tambayan, cafeteria, a rest from the weary ride and a welcome bed for the night.
I had the rare privilege of witnessing the budding courtship of Ed and Jean and the eventual marriage and children. We often see each other in development work seminars, fora, ecumenical fellowships and Cordillera Day celebrations and often continue where we left off in the conversation.
often called her the “civilian bishop” for her circle was the Church and
she somehow knew the secret codes the bishops used to be moved into
epiphany and action. She is a friend through and through and would not
hesitate to tell you the bad news or foretell the bitter reality. However,
in times of need, she will move mountains to aid you in problems.
During the relief operations for the earthquake of 1990, she connected me with the social action desk of the Episcopal church so relief goods can be brought to the Nueva Vizcaya mountains in the quickest way possible.
Through their help, the load of servicing the communities cut off by landslides and rock falls became lighter, easier and less stressful. She was like this, she would squeeze friends and advocates for help they could extend, always going the extra miles.
It is with great sorrow then that we learned of her untimely death at such young age. And you begin to question the injustice of the universe. Why are the good ones dying young? Why are those who have given of themselves so unselfishly dying young?
Jean, friend and comrade, salute on your passing over. The packed
Cathedral at your wake and funeral, the solidarity messages and condolence
are our way of saying you have left a legacy worth the gold of the
Farewell, dear friend and we hope we could travel the journey you started.# nordis.net