juantamad.com

San Pablo, a picturesque and progressive city in Southeastern Luzon, is sometimes known as the city of the seven lakes. All the seven lakes are rich with tales about thier respective origin. A favorite story is that Sampaloc Lake – the largest and most beautiful of the seven lakes.

Once upon a time there lived in the northern side of San Pablo a well-to-do but childless couple. They had a large garden of tarmarind trees which bore the sweetest fruits in all the land. Many people from far and wide heard of the tamarind trees. And many of them wanted to taste the sweet tamarind fruits.

The couple felt very proud of their rich possession. They built a fence around their yard so that no strangers would pick any of the tamarind fruits. Just ti make sure no one could enter their yard, they placed a big watchdog to guard it

God wanted to test the hospitality of the couple. And so, one day a fairy, disguised as an old beggar bent and wrinkled by age, approached the couple’s garden begged for some fruits.

“Please give me some tamarind fruit. I am hungry!” The old woman pleaded.

The couple did not even look at the old woman.

“Begone! We don’t want to give any of our tamarind fruit away!” replied the couple angrily.

“Please, I am so hungry, and a fruit or two will satisfy me,” the old beggar insisted. “I know your tamarind trees are laden with most delicious fruits.”

Then, without any further ado, the old woman came near one of the large trees. She stretched out her wrinkled, skinny hand to pluck a curly thick pod hanging from one of the lower branches.
Upon seeing what the old beggar had done, the couple grew angry. They became so angry that they hurried back to their house, let their big dog loose, and set it on the poor woman. Alas the poor old woman was badly bitten.

Patiently, the old beggar bore her pain. But before turning away from that inhospitable spot, she touched the tamarind tree and, looking at the couple, said, “You shall be punished for your selfishness.” Then she went slowly on her way.

Even before the old woman was out of sight, thesky became overcast. In a short while a terrible storm broke out, and heavy rain fell through the night.

The following morning all was peaceful. The man and his wife went out for their daily round as usual. They had hardly taken a few steps when, to their surprise, instead of the tall and green tamarind trees, there stretched before their unbelieving eyes a vast expanse of water shining in the morning sun.

Still unconvinced about what had happened, the couple went forward up to the bank of what now appeared to be a natural lake. And, wonder of wonders, they saw through the transparent water the dark mass of tamarind trees still rooted to the suken ground.

From that day on, the place became known as “Sampaloc Lake” – sampaloc being the Tagalog word for tamarind. Nowadays Sampaloc Lake is a tourist spot to which many lovers of nature. both young and old, go in order to admire the splendor and beauty.

In the beginning of time, snakes were believed not to possess venom as they do now. For which reason, they were not feared nor respected. They were often shoved away and killed. Given their undignified state, they longed to be protected in some way or another to dissuade man and beast alike from murdering them by numbers.

Thus, one day the golden cobra or ulupong the undisputed king of snakes prayed and asked for some form of safeguard from Bathala for their kinds. At first, Bathala ignored his request.

One day, the God (Bathala) descended to earth and brought with him venoms to give away to the snakes. The first to obtain the venom was the cobra that explains why its venom it the most lethal of all. Each one of the other snakes also obtained his share of venom, though in decreasing potency, except for the green snake or Dahong Palay, who was late in learning about the free distribution of venom.

When he came to the place where venoms have been giben out, the only thing left of the venom supply were drops of it remaining in the bamboo mug Bathala left hanging around the bark of a certain palm tree. In his earnest desire to possess venom like all other snakes, he took the mug over so that its remaining contents dropped out on the bark of the tree. There was just too little left to drink or even lick with his tongue. Had he arrived earlier, Bathala would have him drank the venom as did the other snakes. After circle below around the bark of the tree so he could at leasd wipe the green-colored venoms against his scaly skin.

It is not surprising that the green snake, as its name suggests, appears green all over owing to the green-colored venom it painted to its body. Though found on its skin, and not inside its mouth near the fangs as all other snakes do, the venom remains poisonous to those who bite or come in contact with its skin. Thus, it possesses a serious threat to those of its enemies who tried to attack him, and provided the necessary protection for the green snakes that came after him are born equipped with the venom on their skin, which along with their pair of sharp fangs elicits natural fear in everyone of us toward them, and commands our respect for their kinds for all times to come.