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Palengkera: Walking on eggshells

If the Baguio Public Market could be compared to a tray of eggs, it would be like this:


Many good eggs surrounding one, sad, burned egg. The other day I wrote about going to the market as though I were going to a funeral, but that's wrong. The market continues to thrive around the burned area.


The vendors on the edges of the ruins are already setting up their stalls and doing brisk business. The vendors on the inside still have a lot of work to do, but they are there, cleaning up and preparing to spread their wares. It's true they lost a lot but they are quickly picking up the pieces and they are determined to re-occupy their much-loved spaces.

After the fired consumed the GI sheets, wood, and wires, the old, pink, Baguio stone pillars have re-emerged.


They stand out and somehow look grand amidst the wreckage. This reminded me that the Baguio Public Market is a historical site for the City! (Yes, I had to be reminded. I think we all do!) I want the Baguio city officials to look up the word HERITAGE and understand why it's important to preserve the little vestiges of history and community we still have left.

A sms conversation between a friend in the market and myself.

Emi (not her real name): They tested the posts this am. We will know 2moro the result kung pwede pa or hindi na.

Me: Ok, please keep me POSTED! Sayang naman kung magigiba ang old baguio stone pillars! Sana kung d na sya stable ngayon i-restore nalang sya para i-recognize ang market as a Baguio heritage site. Diba?

Emi: Oo naman... Councilor Tabora wants 2 demolish them daw.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Thanks for the photos!

Stone pillars are built precisely to survive fires so let's keep watch so they do not remove them to make way for Uniwide.

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