The poem was written by Grace Taguba and published by the Mountain Collegian on August 1979. I am sharing it to remind us of the age-old  indigenous tool that has helped thousands of Cordillerans in their agriculture. Michael

Boy With Gimmata (in Sagada)

It is your ancestors’ past

Which makes that gimmata stay

on your still-to-be seasoned shoulder.

Their indigenous minds thought of it,

Their busy hands gathered the vines in

your once-unexploited woodlands

and wove these for themselves and you to use–

yes, even for your offsprings.

To you who carries it now

Do you dare change it

With synthetic bags and baskets?


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