The Sights, Smiles, and Stories of Samar

Traveling would be my story. This was my resolution at the beginning of 2013.

Like any restless 20-something year old, I had a bucket list, and I was set on going after the ultimate dream: to travel, see the world, to be constantly amazed by its many wonders.DSC_4720nef

The journey took me to unbelievable places, and it was a different story each time. I had gotten hopelessly lost in a city during a big festival; swung like Tarzan in a magical island; painted my whole face black and danced until the sky faded into darkness; and watched teary-eyed as an entire night sky filled with floating lights.

The story keeps changing and evolving every time; if there is one thing I am absolutely sure of, it is that I would always be surprised.

DSC_4492nefIn February, I found myself in Samar, one of the poorest provinces in the Philippines. I came to the southwestern part, along with a small team, to visit towns and interview people.  I was there to help create a development plan, and while it was depressing to be constantly surrounded by the destruction left by Yolanda, I found myself mesmerized by the people – their smiles, strength, and courage.


The kids were, of course, a joy to interact with. While we were surveying the damage in one school, a whole hive of students followed closely behind, whispering and giggling as I snapped photos of their classrooms. They would peek through the broken windows and unhinged doors, exclaiming “Picture, picture!” Every now and then, I would turn around and call back to them, “Picture, picture!” They would swarm around me, those smiling faces with their twinkling eyes, and pose for the camera.DSC_4170nefDSC_4163nefDSC_5188nefDSC_5197nefDSC_5226nefDSC_5228nefDSC_4622nefDSC_5375nef DSC_4488nefThe grown-ups were calmer and gentler, but were sources of beautiful wisdom. Our driver, Manong Ponsing, told me about how the storm had washed away his home in Tacloban as easily as if it were made of paper and cardboard. Luckily, his uncle’s home was just nearby and the current was flowing in that direction, so he and his whole family were able to swim the short but harrowing distance to the house. “The first thing I did after that was say a prayer,” he said in a low, husky voice. “I am just grateful that my family is safe and complete.”*


One scorching afternoon, I met a nurse in the town of Marabut, who told me about the trauma Yolanda had left on the townspeople, and shared stories that left me quiet and thoughtful: a woman who couldn’t sleep for a week after she lost her husband to the typhoon; a child who would run away and disappear for days at a time; a man who climbed up a coconut tree and refused to come down for fear of another storm surge. She shared her own tale about the angry, howling winds of the typhoon and how she and her family had found solace in a comfort room in their house. “It’s funny, it really did give us comfort that night,” she said with a chuckle.


I came across municipal officials who talked about their own experiences on the field. In the wake of Yolanda, it was surprising how many of them still had a positive outlook on public service. And with so much negative press on the government – about what they’re doing or not doing – it was refreshing to find leaders who were taking initiative and going beyond what was required, so they could better serve their people. The fisheries officer in Marabut, for example, was a shorthaired woman who learned how to dive at 52 – despite the age limit of 50 – so she could survey the municipal waters and know first-hand the state of the marine life. “My instructor told me age is just a number. As long as my body can take it then it’s okay. So I did it and I’m glad I did because I get to see the different kinds of fishes. It is very beautiful underneath the sea.”


The agricultural officer of Sta. Rita was always a pleasure to listen to because of his optimistic views on change and progress. He had a mild and meek expression on his face, but when he talked it was always with purpose and passion, “I interact with farmers and help them in their work. I was a farmer too and so was my dad,” he shared. “The best part about my job is when they approach and thank me for helping them. Because of these experiences I learned that it isn’t impossible for farmers to rise from poverty. If you really want it and work for it, then it will happen.”


I took the stories these people entrusted to me and treasured them like the gems that they were. Unsurprisingly, it was also through these people that I was able to discover the beauty of Samar as they pointed out the amazing sights that made them proud to call it their home.

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Traveling surprises you. But it also has the capacity to disturb and hit you where it hurts the most. Somewhere in the middle of Samar, I realized that there are countless stories out there waiting to be told. This isn’t just about my story anymore. It’s our story. Not just their problems, but our problems – as a country and as a people. And I know there is only so much one person can do, but that shouldn’t stop anyone from trying.


I hope that by telling these stories I can make people see a different side of the Philippines, to see different ways of living and points of view – that there are individuals out there who are doing more, going beyond what is asked – and understand that a country is only as good as the collective efforts of its people.

*All interviews were in Tagalog and translated into English.

Entered this story to Wego’s Life-Changing Travel Story Contest! Would really, really appreciate it if you could visit their Facebook Page and like or share my entry. They posted it on their timeline. Thank you! 🙂

24 responses to “The Sights, Smiles, and Stories of Samar”

  1. ganda ng mga kuha mo. taga samar din ako.

    1. Maraming salamat! Ganda sa Samar 🙂

  2. crazyguyinthailand Avatar

    Nice pics 😀 😀 😀

  3. MaldivesDreamer Avatar

    Absolutely beautiful pic 🙂

  4. Listening to “Stay Alive” by Jose Gonzales while browsing through this entry. Bagay. I love these photos. Galing, galing, Trish!


    1. Thank you thank you 😀 Glad you enjoyed the photos!! 🙂

  5. beautiful pictures great touching write up..the more that we strengthen our faith on our people’s capacity to rebuild and rise up from any destruction and calamity ..thanks trish!

  6. The story and the photos of the smiling folks are captivating, and the way you tell a story is heartwarming. It makes me smile 🙂 see? HAHA

    1. Haha! That’s nice to know! 🙂 thanks so much for reading 🙂

  7. great ! very life changing story, Go for the Gold Idol

    1. Thank you for the support 🙂

  8. Love your photos! Kids are truly a joy to photograph 🙂

    1. That’s true! 🙂 Thank you for reading. I love your photos, too! The ones from Batanes are amazing!

    1. Wah thank you ate mer!!! 😀

  9. Truly, Traveling surprises us. By traveling, you’ll discover who really you are and your capability. You’ll able to reflect and appreciate life.

    You’ll get surprise, once you already changed and you’re not any longer the same from who you used to

    Keep on posting inspiring stories… I will follow you and add you in my roll Hope to meet you someday and travel simultaneously. I love meeting people with same interest

  10. Hi, Trish. I was hoping this would win. I was surprised that it didn’t. Such a peculiar decision.
    P.S. I also love Ray Bradbury’s Fahrenheit 451.

    1. Hi Issa, thank you so much for believing in my article. 🙂 Were you the one who commented on the Wego page as well? If that was you, just want to thank you for your kind words.It really means a lot to me. 🙂
      P.S. That’s one of my favorite books! And Ray Bradbury is one of my favorite authors haha 🙂

  11. Really enjoyed reading ur blog. cbfgfbeckcbb

  12. great stuff. compelling story and wonderful images.

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