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Thursday, October 14, 2010

Diplomat Hotel and Teachers Camp Haunted Places in the Philippines Part 1

 Dear insansapinas,
Malapit na ang Halloween kaya takutan na naman, kuwentuhan ng mga multo. Maraming mga haunted places sa  Pilipinas dahil marami ang namatay sa giyera, sa mga lindol, sa bagyo at aksidente.


Sa Baguio ang pinakapamosong lugar na may sinasabing multo ay ang Diplomat Hotel. Naghanap ako ng retrato. Pag click ko ng retrato, ayaw lumaki pero anim na sabay-sabay ang searches. Ngeeek.
Ito ang retrato niya. 
  Ito mula sa wiki.

The City of Pines is not just about the cold weather and the strawberries; it seems to be the place for a whole lot of paranormal activity too. Some of the best known haunted sites are found here. There is the Diplomat Hotel, an abandoned structure in Dominican Hill that allegedly saw the beheading of nuns and priests during the Second World War. Residents in the area claim to have heard screaming and howling even during the daytime. Former hotel employees even say that there are headless ghosts walking the halls carrying their heads on platters.
I did not have the opportunity to visit this place so I have no personal experience about the said haunting. It is different with the Teacher's Camp.

Teacher's Camp
Ito sa wiki.
At Teacher's Camp, a popular location for company meetings and school seminars, visitors claim to have heard mysterious voices and seen weird shadows. Legend has it that the camp, constructed as a tent-city for teachers during the American Occupation, was built on an old battleground for Baguio's indigenous citizens. It seems that some of the warriors who lost their lives here have never left.
Nang umuwi ako sa Pinas ngayong taon, nalaman ko na tatlo na sa mga kasamahan kong nakasama sa Teacher's Camp ang namatay na.

But a friend of mine who encountered a ghost in Teacher's Camp had this story to tell.

The Ghost at the Teachers’ Camp, Baguio City 
 
The former Miss V who is a daughter of a pastor had a close encounter with a lovestruck ghost at the Teachers’ Camp in Baguio City. She was teaching in a university when this incident happened, not to mention that she was still single and had just broken up with her medical intern-boyfriend.


My friend’s group planned to stay at the Teachers’ Camp for their summer sojourn in Baguio. Although the camp accepted non-academic groups for the use of the facilities, they still thought that it would be much easier for them to be accommodated if they have a referral from someone in the academe.


I was requested to get that referral from my friend, Miss V. I met her during her lunch break at the faculty room. While handing to me the letter, she asked me if I believe in ghosts.

I said yes, but I did not tell her that I could see one. I sensed that she was reluctant to discuss what she considered as unbelievable. It was another faculty who urged her to tell a story about the ghost at the Teachers’ Camp.

Their church had this summer leadership training for the youth of their parish. She was responsible for the program and activities. Together with her in a room were the invited speakers who were also her colleagues in the academe. The two first two days were scheduled for the lectures and the remaining two were for the activities. The last day would be for the graduation of the participants and tour of Baguio City.


The program turned out to be going on smoothly on the first day that Miss V decided to retire to her room in the mid afternoon . Her monthly period that gave her stomach and leg cramps and nauseous feeling was killing her.
It must have been three o clock when she awoke with an uncanny feeling that she was not alone. In the semi-darkness of the room, she looked around and had the distinct impression that there was an intruder in the place. Thinking that it was one of those male youths with them in the training, she looked around  the room. At the corner, she saw what appeared to be a dark figure. It was a man and though she could not make out any features, he seemed lifelike as any human intruder might be.
 

She did not move while she waited for the intruder to leave. But he didn’t. She was scared when the figure approached her bed and touched the pillow. She seemed she heard him spoke and sung a song in the native dialect of the province. She was being serenaded with a love song!!!


She knew that she was very much awake but she was paralyzed and was trembling at the same time.When she was about to cry for help, he vanished into thin air. She knew all along that she wasn’t dealing with any flesh-and blood person but a ghost.
Her friends did not allow her to be alone any time of the day after she told them the story.
A lady friend was requested to sleep by her side. They prayed together before bed time.

On the third night, she was awakened by the singing and the scent of flowers. She woke up her friends in anticipation of his appearance.
Unfortunately, it was only she who could hear the song. But they could smell the flowers inside the room.
Even without seeing the ‘ghost” the group made an appeal to him to spare their friends from this haunting.
Miss V told the group that on the fourth night, the ghost bid farewell and asked for an apology that he disturbed her. But in his apology, there was no hint that he realized that he was already dead.
Now Miss V is already a missus but she has not forgotten about the ghost-admirer.

Did my group encounter a ghost at Teachers’ Camp?
Want to know?


Abangan ang susunod na mga haunted places. 

Pinaysaamerika

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

ngeeeeh napaka romantiko naman nung momo nayun at kumanta pa ng love song mwehehe.
since yan ang bayang sinilangan ni lowla at ni mader, naikwento narin nila yan na my
mga nagmumulto nga raw kahit araw,e si lowla ko sutil yan kahit kelan,pero sabi nya sinubukan nya wala naman daw,sinubukan pa raw nya matulog magisa at naghintay ng momo wala naman daw sumipot at mukhang pinagwelgahan sya,
kasi daw inggit daw sya sa mga friends nyang palaging
kwentuhan tungkol sa momo dyan,kaya sya naman e ayaw mapagiwanan sa bangkaan e pumunta din at ng my maikwento,kaso
sabi nya ala talagang nagpakita o nagparamdam man lang sa kanya,
baka sinadya ng mga momo na pagwelgahan sya mwehehe.
malapit nanaman pala todos los santos,namiss ko tuloy manguha ng lusaw na kandila sa sentemeryo
project sa skul pang gawa ng flowwax hehe.
~lee

Anonymous said...

ngeeeeh napaka romantiko naman nung momo nayun at kumanta pa ng love song mwehehe.
since yan ang bayang sinilangan ni lowla at ni mader, naikwento narin nila yan na my
mga nagmumulto nga raw kahit araw,e si lowla ko sutil yan kahit kelan,pero sabi nya sinubukan nya wala naman daw,sinubukan pa raw nya matulog magisa at naghintay ng momo wala naman daw sumipot at mukhang pinagwelgahan sya,
kasi daw inggit daw sya sa mga friends nyang palaging
kwentuhan tungkol sa momo dyan,kaya sya naman e ayaw mapagiwanan sa bangkaan e pumunta din at ng my maikwento,kaso
sabi nya ala talagang nagpakita o nagparamdam man lang sa kanya,
baka sinadya ng mga momo na pagwelgahan sya mwehehe.
malapit nanaman pala todos los santos,namiss ko tuloy manguha ng lusaw na kandila sa sentemeryo
project sa skul pang gawa ng flowwax hehe.
~lee

Anonymous said...

ngeeeeh napaka romantiko naman nung momo nayun at kumanta pa ng love song mwehehe.
since yan ang bayang sinilangan ni lowla at ni mader, naikwento narin nila yan na my
mga nagmumulto nga raw kahit araw,e si lowla ko sutil yan kahit kelan,pero sabi nya sinubukan nya wala naman daw,sinubukan pa raw nya matulog magisa at naghintay ng momo wala naman daw sumipot at mukhang pinagwelgahan sya,
kasi daw inggit daw sya sa mga friends nyang palaging
kwentuhan tungkol sa momo dyan,kaya sya naman e ayaw mapagiwanan sa bangkaan e pumunta din at ng my maikwento,kaso
sabi nya ala talagang nagpakita o nagparamdam man lang sa kanya,
baka sinadya ng mga momo na pagwelgahan sya mwehehe.
malapit nanaman pala todos los santos,namiss ko tuloy manguha ng lusaw na kandila sa sentemeryo
project sa skul pang gawa ng flowwax hehe.
~lee

Anonymous said...

ngeeeeh napaka romantiko naman nung momo nayun at kumanta pa ng love song mwehehe.
since yan ang bayang sinilangan ni lowla at ni mader, naikwento narin nila yan na my
mga nagmumulto nga raw kahit araw,e si lowla ko sutil yan kahit kelan,pero sabi nya sinubukan nya wala naman daw,sinubukan pa raw nya matulog magisa at naghintay ng momo wala naman daw sumipot at mukhang pinagwelgahan sya,
kasi daw inggit daw sya sa mga friends nyang palaging
kwentuhan tungkol sa momo dyan,kaya sya naman e ayaw mapagiwanan sa bangkaan e pumunta din at ng my maikwento,kaso
sabi nya ala talagang nagpakita o nagparamdam man lang sa kanya,
baka sinadya ng mga momo na pagwelgahan sya mwehehe.
malapit nanaman pala todos los santos,namiss ko tuloy manguha ng lusaw na kandila sa sentemeryo
project sa skul pang gawa ng flowwax hehe.
~lee

cathy said...

lee,
minumuolto nga. apat na comments ang pumasok. hahaha

Anonymous said...

uhaaaaa blog post palang my momo na ahahaha lalo na kung dun mismo,santisima.
~lee

Anonymous said...

no comment ganda ng kwento at script parang komiks kaloka...