For the love of the birds

It was Monday, the 7th of January, the year of the earth rat.

Three MP’s went to Olango Island in Cebu for some world peace thing - pretty boys Bernz, Ozzie and Jessie. Hihihi.

It was a cloudy, rainy day; a typhoon is soon to happen somewhere.

They were on their way to Pangan-an Elementary School to spread world peace when they were caught by another chapter of the morning’s rain.

It was a long chapter of rain, so much like the unnumbered sections of Gabriel Garcia Marquez’ Love In The Time of Cholera, of course minus the convoluted romance.

They were stranded in this shed located along Pangan-an Island’s shore.

They had no other choice but to explore each other’s anatomy until the rain will subside.

Hahahaha. Just kidding.

They were in Olango to spread joy and peace, not to fertilize its soils with their queer seed.

But they were amazed at the images and inscriptions that greeted them when they crossed the shed’s threshold – the hieroglyphics of the islanders’ psyche.

For a moment, Jessie imagined himself as the dying Katharine Clifton who explores the cave wall’s paintings as she waits for the return of her lover, László de Almásy, in the movie The English Patient.

But they were in Olango Island and not in some African dessert.

When they saw the writings and inscriptions on the ceiling and the walls, a sense of profoundness and understanding struck them.

These people who live in this place – a place which is of course famed for its vast wetlands that annually host thousands of migratory birds from as far as China, Japan and Siberia – are really into birds.

It’s amazing.

The people of Olango simply love birds.

In the same way that the pretty MPs do.