This will be my second post but before I start, it might be good to give you some small info about me;
Male, 59, came to Philippines with my wife first time in 2004, mainly to visit former staff or to visit families of present staff (at that time).
From 1974 until 2011 I had a company offering Facility Management in the property business, Soft Office Management (reception desks, lunch arrangements, indoor flowers, cleaning etc).
Over the years I employed many immigrants from Philippines, some even worked from the start in 1974 and until both their and my retirement.
After my wife passed away in 2006, I started to come on my own, partly to follow up on old friendships, but also to meet new friends.
The following happened when I visited my German friend i 2007;
Ever so often it’s possible, I visit Herman in this village not far from Balanga, Bataan.
When Herman moved down here with his Philippine wife for 20 years in 1999, never would he think about how difficult life would be.
Every time I visited him, he would entertain me for hours about the stupidity of the FlipFlops (male) and the FlopFlops (female) he had to share this life with.
The following happened in 2007:
The dirt road from the village road up to Herman’s compound, were used as the local dump side. Not only scrap from the kitchens about, but also old chairs, beds, tyres, you name it.
Herman made as GREAT plan to clean all this shit up – and in corporation with the local school, the chief of the Barangay and the owner of the SariSari, he called all men and women to help him cleaning the village up.
Herman was even willing to pay for all this – and made a stipulated plan / budget for all cost.
11 FlipFlops and 2 FlopFlop signed up for the work which were planed to take 1 full day and 1 half day at work.
On the day in question only 7 Flip’s appeared 7am.
At 10am 8 Flip’s and 1 Flop were going at it, but not all the same 7 Flip’s who started in the morning were still at work, 3 had evaporated.
At 5pm – after Herman had provided lunch during the day the count were up to 10 Flip’s and 1 Flop have participated.
Next morning only 4 Flip’s appeared, no Flop’s, so Herman had to extend work until 3pm.
In the plan it was agreed that Herman on the second day would host a minor party for the village to celebrate the new clean environment.
Remember; 13 FFF in total signed up for the work – all at the Barangay office.
At paid-time 6pm that evening 38 FFF stood in line for money.
All claimed to have work for 2 whole days, sweating in the sun, blood stained backs, arms and legs.
Naturally Herman refused to pay that many people. Not only had he been going around the village at all working hours over the 2 days work, but Herman also shot 670 photos of the work in progress.
With a paycheck (cash) of 450 peso a head, Herman were right in the middle of shit – you might say; the shit hit the fan, only Herman stood in its way.
It would go to far to go in to all details, but it took Herman 2 years to rebuild his standing in the village. All Flip’s refused to say “hello”, the SariSari shop refused to sell him anything (for a week only – he was their biggest customer).
Herman asked the Barangay chief + the school head master to distribute the total amount of 5.850 peso, he simply couldn’t do it himself, due to treats and foul words from the crowd of FFF.
A total of 68 sacks of rubbish were collected + a huge pile of debris were burnt of on site.
4 month after the clean up, Herman estimated that the locals – and all their friends / relatives in the village and nearby settlements, had plundered 8-9 tons of shit on his dirt road.
Thanks for participating in the local clean up.Published in