Fr. Victor Badillo, S.J.: “I killed Fr. Galdon”

I Killed Fr Galdon

Fr. Victor L. Badillo, S.J.

(13 Aug 2010)

One evening, Fr Asandas Balchand (Province Prefect of Health) came to me right after he had visited Joe Galdon across the corridor. He said, “Joe has been dying. He is just waiting for some one before he dies.” I had seen an ever increasing number of visitors and there was that feeling in the air when the end is near. No one wanted to come late. I remembered what our neighbor in Singalong, Dr Amparo Sanchez, told me. “I told my aunt. ‘Tia Cale, malaki na ang mga pamangkin ninyo. May mga asawa at anak na sila. Inalagaan ninyo ng mahusay. Maari na kayong magpahinga.’. (Aunt Cale. Your nephews and nieces are all grown up. They are married and have families. You brought them up good and responsible persons. It is alright to rest now.) In a short time she quietly passed away, though she was healthy. It was as if she had just willed to die.”

I thought of these coincidences: Balch coming to me. His message. What Amparo told me. Why me? Was Joe waiting for a close relative, a close friend? Was it I Joe is waiting for? I got the strength from the light to cross the corridor. I said to Joe, “Joe, I love you. I want you to live and get well. But you have suffered long and much. It is time to rest, to be with Jesus. Let me give you my blessing. May the almighty God, Father, Son and Holy Spirit bless you. Amen” Joe has not been able to communicate in any way. He could not have heard what I said.

Before dawn, the visitor Joe has been waiting for came. I came to nudge him to death. Jesus to bring everlasting life. No Alzheimer’s disease, nor thrones nor principalities, nor anything over the earth or under the earth, could prevent him from heeding . “Let us home, Joe. To my father and to your father.”

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Pro-Life Week at Ateneo de Manila University: Homosexuality and Abortion

I came from a noon mass for the wake of Fr. Joseph Galdon, S.J. When I left the chapel and went to the cafeteria, I saw a poster about the Pro-Life week at the Ateneo. That was last February 2010. I learned that there was a series of talks and films. One is “Memoirs of a GaySha.” This is a riff of “Memoirs of the Geisha”. GaySha in Filipino is gay siya or “He is gay.” From the title, I can assume that the talk is about a man who was formerly a gay. Another talk is “Homosexual Acitvity: How Gays Separate Themselves From God.”

There is still hope in Ateneo. I thought the homosexual propaganda have succeeded in obliterating Ateneo’s Catholic identity in this culture war. I am glad I am not alone in this battle.

I searched Ateneo Pro-Life week in Google and I found some You Tube videos made by students on abortion in Maikei’s channel. The videos are interviews of Ateneo students on the evils of abortion; it is better to send the child to adoption that to abort it. Another video is on the development of the fetus from conception to birth.  Below the videos is the following note:

For PRO LIFE week Project made by college students from ADMU. Th131-G Prof. Mariles Borja – SY 2009-2010 Group 5: Abortion Matatag Bautista Hansley Juliano Raymod Panotes Mikee Marquez Iyai Villavicencio.  Title….

The teacher, Mariles Borja, is a BS Psychology graduate of Ateneo batch ’89.  She is an instructor in Ateneo de Manila with an MA in Theological Studies.

Request for Prayers for Fr. Joseph A. Galdon, S.J.

Update: From the Friends of Fr. Joseph Galdon, S.J. Facebook Group:

Our dear Fr. G peacefully passed away at 5:30 am, Monday, March 15, 2010, Manila.

Kindly say a prayer for the eternal repose of his soul.

The remains of Fr. Galdon will lie in state at the College Chapel starting March 15. There will be a 8pm mass on March 15,16 & 17 and a 8am mass on March 18. His remains will then be brought to Sacred Heart Novitiate on March 18 for his burial.

Previous Request from Fr. Bill Kreutz:

We ask the Ateneo community to keep in their prayers, Fr. Joseph
Galdon, SJ, retired English professor and former dean of the college.
He is quite weak and is near death. He has pneumonia and is breathing
heavily. He has already been anointed. Pray that he may pass to the
Lord peacefully.

Thank you.

Fr. Bill, SJ
Rector, Jesuit Residence

William H Kreutz SJ
Jesuit Residence
Ateneo de Manila University
Katipunan Road Loyola Heights
1108 Quezon City Philippines
Telephone Number (63) (2) 426 5941
Fax Number (63) (2) 426 5987

How Fr. Joseph A. Galdon, S.J. scolded me when I got an F in math

I was a Freshman when I first met Fr. Galdon.  I was lining up in his office, the Office of Admissions and Aid.  It was the end of the first Semester and scholars who failed in a subject or who were not able to meet the required Q.P.I. (Quality Point Index) must meet the Director.  A student left his office, crying.  It was my turn.

Fr. Galdon was looking at my grades and records.  He asked me to sit down.

“Why did you get an F in mathematics?”  he asked.

“Our teacher gave us a beautiful math problem on linear diophantine equations,” I replied.  “I spent the whole semester thinking about it.”

Linear diophantine equations are equations of the form ax + by = c, where a, b, and c are integers.  The problem is to find integers x and y that solves the equation.  Our teacher taught us how to solve it using the Euclidean algorithm for finding the greatest common factor.  I sought a general formula and I ended up playing with concepts like ordinal factorials and fractal combinations.  Fascinating.

Fr. Galdon looked at me.  “You know what you are? ,” he asked and wrote down on a clean bond paper six large letters: S T U P I D.  “You are stupid.”

Fr. Galdon knows how to write well.  He is a professor in English Literature and has written several books.  I have seen one of them: “The Mustard Seed: Reflections for Daily Living.”  He also wrote a primer on English for Freshmen, which was given to scholars before the semester began.

“I am not stupid, Father,”  I calmly said.    It didn’t yet dawn on me that my future hangs in a balance at that moment: without my scholarship, I could be out of Ateneo for good.

“Oh, yes.  You are stupid.”

“I am not stupid, Father.”

“You are stupid.  You should have worked on that problem without neglecting the rest.”

“I am sorry, Father.”

It was a humbling experience.  As a Freshman Merit Scholar, I should have skipped a Mathematics and an English course, because my entrance test results are good enough.  But only Ma 11 can be skipped.  I took Ma 18 and I flunked it.  I should also have skipped En 11.  But on the first day of class, we were asked to write two paragraphs describing a friend.   I flunked it, too.  So I was sent to Remedial English class.

“Ok.  I will give you one last chance.  That is L A S T  C H A N C E.”  And he wrote it down below S T U P I D.  “Do you know what grade you need to get next time?  You should get a C.”

I looked at the letter.  A C is better than an A.

“Thank you, Father.”

Fr. Galdon dismissed me and I left.

Math 18.  I repeated it one year after and got a C+.  Because Ma 18 is a prerequisite course, all my major subjects were moved.  And because all my English subjects were also moved–En 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, and 26–I ended up staying in Ateneo for five years instead of four. .  I promised myself I will never ever go back to Fr. Galdon again.  I learned to take notes, read books, and solve problems.  But I still never got an A in math, only a series of B’s.  Then I took two math electives on Number Theory and Group Theory: both are C’s.  Creative repetition.  Heroic couplet.  At least, I did not fail Fr. Galdon.

Maybe Fr. Galdon is 80 years old now.  I heard that he cannot remember much anymore.  He would surely not remember me.  But I remember him.  I cherish his memory.