In Bigger Prints

Table of Contents


Section I

1 The Egg

2 Hatsing! (Bless Me)

3 Arthropodic Wisdom

4 Dear Decision Maker

5 Letters To The World

6   A Pain In My Head

7 Something Happened On My Way To School
8   A Discourse on The Grand Laws of the Universe

9 Black or White

10 Bayanihan in Jeddah

11 Chair of The Interim Board

12 Breakaway Telephonic Existence

13 The 'R' in Mrs. Regis

14 One City, One School

15 Eggs Breaking

16 PESJ History

17 The Chicken Fence

18 Believing The Man

19   My Own Version of The Jolo-Caust

20 My Sister's Version

21 The Rifle Guitar

22   Cat Stevens Unplugged

23  Landing on D-Day

24 The Great O-O-Os of the Late 20th Century

25 He Kept On Stumbling Over Chickens And Eggs

26   The Renaissance of Tilapia Farming And The Likes

27   The Saga Continues

28   The Pigeons In Our Lives

29 The Essence of Education

30   A School Is A Home

31  Gentle Fire From The Qur'an

32  At The Threshold

33  A Brief Discourse On Dancing

34  Being First

35   At The Edge of Light-Blue Metallic

36   Grappling With The Colossus


Section II
In Bigger Prints

The Power To Be
Excerpts from B & B Vol. 1 # 1

Of Crabs & Men
Excerpts from B & B Vol. 2 # 2

Excerpts from B & B Vol. 2 # 2

An Inability To Understand
Excerpts from A Speech by Prince Charles,
B & B Vol. Vol. 3 # 1

'Educating Miriam'
Excerpts from A Case Study of A Philippine School,
B & B Vol 3 # 2


Section III

A millennial short story


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Prologue, Epilogue, Iklog (O Manok?)
Copyright 1999 by Said Sadain, Jr.

2   Hatsing!   (Bless Me)

Uniqueness is absolute: even two personal computers of the same brand and specification cannot be exactly alike. I learned this lesson painfully in my work as Information Systems Manager in Jeddah when higher management refused to increase the number of people in my user helpdesk. But a computer is a computer. At least for now.

But why talk of computers and clones, anyway? This is all about chickens and eggs.

So it was in the early 1990s that the egg of an idea hatched. To this day, I am still not sure whether it was a harbinger of things to come or a product of the times.

The dusty crumbling of the Berlin wall and the collapse of the Soviet juggernaut were still making people cough and sneeze; the remains of the roof sealant and masking tapes on our family room windowsills in Jeddah had not yet totally washed out since Saddam’s nerve gas threat; more dust was being stirred by the tearing down of the Babri Masjid in India; Bosnian blood splattered on virgin snow kept competing with the ketchup that our then two-year old boy persistently applied to our Toshiba 15" TV screen; the innards of a listless Earth churned and twisted and burst in volcanic eruptions all over the globe with Mt. Pinatubo seeming like a climax. Or an anti-climax.

The Philippine school system in Saudi Arabia, specifically the Philippine School in Jeddah, founded in 1981, was in an uproar over quality education.

The elusive peace bird was spotted several times gliding over the Mindanao skylines. People who raised their heads in the hope of catching a glimpse of the sarimanok squinted at the powerful sun and complained of vertigo.

I worried nights about the big loan I was going to take from the company to buy the new Cressida XL 92 family sedan since the second-hand Celica 82 sporster was getting too crowded for a growing family.

I could feel my bronchitis coming back if I suppressed things any further. Something was bound to crack up:

It was the egg of an idea.

I started writing BUGS & BYTES in the summer of 1992.

The Apple Macintosh was waning while the Intel – MS Windows platform was waxing, and I was up to my neck at the office with desktop publishing.

I was always fascinated with anything on print. I grew up in the 1960s Jolo reading my mother's collections of DC (or was it Marvel?) comics, and Liwayway and Bulaklak magazines: Superman, Batman & Robin, The Fantastic Four, Spiderman, Darna and Dyesebel. In the early 1970s, I often slipped out of my high school classes and spent long afternoons in one of the nipa sheds under the acacia trees by the provincial asphalt roads reading Alcala and Ravelo comic strips. In the evenings and on weekends, I drew a notebook comic serial on Captain Tikbalang, half-horse, half-human with the upper half as a horse donning a Zorro mask and cape.

Late in the 1970s and into the 1980s, when I got deadly serious into finishing a bachelor of science degree, and then a master of science degree, both in Electrical Engineering, I had to content myself skimming through the caricatures of the UP Collegian when I was not busy sketching transistors and diodes and single-line diagrams of power systems.

By the 1990s, I was thus ecstatic when I was finally able to afford buying a home PC and a laser printer.


an adventure into personal publishing


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