<p>I was touched by this inspiring call/story of a UP student who managed to graduate. (Note: ‘managed’) I don’t know who the real poster is, but I sure would like to help out too!</p>
Mang Meliton…Paying It Back for Mang Meliton a.k.a “Mang Milton”
Posted by Mike on Dec 26, ‘08 10:06 PM
Meet Meliton Zamora, a retired University of the Philippines janitor
and my hero.
For forty-five years, he swept floors, cleaned up trash, watered
plants and did odd jobs at the University.
I met him when I was active with the UP Repertory Company, a theatre
group based (then) at the third floor lobby of the Arts & Sciences
(AS) building. He would sweep and mop the hallway floors in silence,
venturing only a nod and a smile whenever I passed him.
Back then, for me he was just one of those characters whom you got
acquainted with and left behind as soon as you earned your degree and
left the university for some big job in the real world. Someone whose
name would probably ring a bell but whose face you’d have a hard time
picturing. But for many UP students like me who were hard up and had
a difficult time paying their tuition fees, Mang Mel was a hero who
gave them the opportunity to finish university and get a big job in
the real world.
The year was 1993 and I was on my last semester as a Clothing
Technology student. My parents had been down on their luck and were
struggling to pay for my tuition fee. I had been categorized as
Bracket 9 in the recently implemented Socialized Tuiton and Financial
Assistance Program (STFAP). My father had lost his job and to
supplement my allowance, I worked part time as a Guest Relations
Officer at Sam’s Diner (back when the term GRO didn’t have shady
undertones) and took some odd jobs as a Production Assistant, movie
extra and wardrobe mistress.
To be eligible for graduation, I had to enroll in my last three
courses and pay my tuition fee. Since my parents didn’t have enough
money for my matriculation, I applied for a student loan hoping that
my one of my Home Economics (HE) professors would take pity on me and
sign on as a guarantor for the student loan. But those whom I
approached either refused or were not eligible as guarantors. After
two unsuccessful weeks of looking for a guarantor, my prospects
looked dim, my future dark. And so, there I was, a downtrodden twenty
year old with a foggy future, crying in the AS lobby. I only had
twenty four hours left to look for a guarantor.
Mang Mel, with a mop in hand, approached me and asked me why I was
crying. I told him I had no guarantor for my student loan and will
probably not be able to enroll this semester. I had no hopes that he
would be able to help me. After all, he was just a janitor. He
borrowed my loan application papers and said softly, “Puwede ako
pumirma. Empleyado ako ng UP.” He borrowed my pen and signed his
name. With his simple act of faith, Mang Mel not only saved my day,
he also saved my future.
I paid my student loan the summer after that fateful day with Mang
Milton and it has been 15 years since then. I am not filthy rich but
I do have a good job in the real world that allows me to support my
family and eat three meals a day. A few weeks ago, a friend and UP
Professor, Daki, told me that Mang Mel recently recorded an album
which he sells to supplement his meager retirement pay, I asked
another friend, Blaise, who’s taking his Master’s degree at UP to
find out how we could contact Mang Mel. My gesture of gratitude for
Mang Mel’s altruism has been long overdue. As fate would have it, my
friend saw Mang Mel coming out of the shrubbery from behind the UP
library, carrying firewood. He got Mang Mel’s address and promised
him that we would come over to buy his album.
Together with Blaise and my husband Augie, I went to pay Mang Mel a
visit last Sunday. Unfortunately, he was out doing a little sideline
gardening for a UP professor in Tandang Sora. We were welcomed into
their home by his daughter Kit. As she pointed out to a laminated
photo of Mang Mel on the wall, she proudly told us that her father
did retire with recognition from the University. However, she sadly
related to us that many of the students whose loans Mang Mel
guaranteed neglected to settle their student loans. After forty-five
years of service to the University, Mang Mel was only attributed 171
days of work for his retirement pay because all the unpaid student
loans were deducted from his full retirement pay of about 675 days.
This seems to me a cruel repayment for his kindness.
This is a cybercall to anyone who did not get to pay their student
loans that were guaranteed by Mang Mel. Anytime would be a good time
to show Mang Mel your gratitude.
Mang Mel is not asking for a dole out, though I know he will be
thankful for any assistance you can give. So I ask those of you who
also benefited from Mang Meliton’s goodness or for those who simply
wish to share your blessings, please do visit Mang Mel and buy his CD
(P350 only) at No. 16-A, Block 1, Pook Ricarte, U.P. Campus, Diliman,
Quezon City (behind UP International House) or contact his daughter
Kit V. Zamora at 0916-4058104.
I too was a victim of financial incapibilities during my college days. I can’t help but be moved. :)