Ako lang ba ang nakakapansin? There's something about Binalot. Hehe. Tuwing doon kami kakain (madalas kasama ang churchmates), siguradong hindi lang ka lang mabubusog, may kasama pang halakhak. Bakit kaya? 
Anyway, sa mga nakasama ko kanina - Lenski, Bem, Pepoy, Gracie, Reg, at Kez - kahit medyo biglaan lang, halata namang nag-enjoy tayo di ba? Salamat sa inyong presensya. Naks. Sana maulit muli. Haha!
It was the first time I ever encountered such term and I'm not at all surprised why I'm embracing it's truth.
You will most likely agree with me if you've read The Voyage Of The Dawn Treader. It's the fifth installment of The Chronicles Of Narnia, amazingly written by Clive Staples Lewis. And it's from this book that I've found what it really means to be "un-dragoned."
Warning: If you're like me who doesn't want to hear any spoilers, you have the option to close this window now. But if "un-dragoned" already caught your curiosity, then by all means read on. I'm not gonna try to convince you, but I'm sure what you'll discover can "un-dragon" you as well.
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Overview
Eustace Clarence Scrubb disliked his cousins - the four Pevensies. He liked bossing around, and bullying - just giving people a bad time. One can actually begin to hate this character even before the adventure begins - to the point of teasing them that they just made up Narnia in their heads. It gets even worse when Eustace happened to get on board the Dawn Treader with Edmund and Lucy, reuniting with Caspian and Reepicheep on a voyage to the east.
Eustace was definitely not enjoying the journey as much as the others did. He sulked and complained about almost everything - from getting wet, to the cabin he slept on, to thinking he was given less food and water than everybody else. It was obvious he hated being in the company of his cousins, Caspian, and most especially Reep. He wanted to go back to this world and not be burdened by all the work they had to do while on the voyage. So desperate was he that when he got the chance to be alone, he slipped away from the rest without their knowing, as they anchored on an unknown island.
His adventure now comes to its climax. As he tries to find a comfortable position on a ridge, far away from those he didn't want to be with, he began to feel lonely, almost for the first time in his life. He even came to think they have left him for good. And this caused him to hurry back to the bay, through a sea of fog that prevented him to clearly see his way. Eustace ends up rounding an unknown valley, meeting a dying dragon, and "...sleeping on a dragon's hoard with greedy, dragonish thoughts in his heart, he had become a dragon himself."
The days that followed were very awful for Eustace as he found his way back to the shore, knowing the Caspian would never have left him on purpose. After a while of trying to explain to them that he really was Eustace who just turned into a dragon, of course they consoled him anyway.
Getting Un-dragoned
"About six days after they had landed on Dragon Island, Edmund happened to wake up very early one morning. It was just getting grey so that you could see the tree-trunks if they were between you and the bay but not in the other direction. As he woke he thought he heard something moving, so he raised himself on one elbow and looked about him: and presently he thought he saw a dark figure moving on the seaward side of the wood...
He came down softly to the edge of the wood and the dark figure was still there. He saw now that it was too small for Caspian and too big for Lucy. It did not run away. Edmund drew his sword and was about to challenge the stranger when the stranger said in a low voice, 'Is that you, Edmund?'
'Yes. Who are you?' said he.
'Don't you know me?' said the other. 'It's me - Eustace.'
'By jove,' said Edmund, 'so it is. My dear chap -'
'Hush,' said Eustace, and lurched as if he were going to fall.
'Hello!' said Edmund, steadying him. 'What's up? Are you ill?'
Eustace was silent for so long that Edmund thought he was fainting; but at last he said, 'It's been ghastly. You don't know... but it's all right now. Could we go and talk somewhere? I don't want to meet others just yet.'
'Yes, rather, anywhere you like,' said Edmund. 'We can go and sit on the rocks over there. I say, I am glad to see you - er - looking yourself again. You must have had a pretty beastly time.'
'I won't tell you how I became a - a dragon till I can tell the others and get it all over,' said Eustace. 'By the way, I didn't even know it was a dragon till I heard you all using the word when I turned up here the other morning. I want to tell you how I stopped being one.'
'Fire ahead,' said Edmund.
'Well, last night I was more miserable than ever. And that beastly arm-ring was hurting like anything -'
'Is that all right now?'
Eustace laughed - a different laugh form any Edmund had heard him give before - and slipped the bracelet easily off his arm. 'There it is,' he said, 'and anyone who likes it can have it as far as I'm concerned. Well, as I say, I was lying awake and wondering what on earth would become of me. And then - but, mind you, it may have been all a dream. I don't know.'
'Go on,' said Edmund, with considerable patience.
'Well, anyway, I looked up and saw the very last thing I expected: a huge lion coming slowly towards me. And one queer thing was that there was no moon last night, but there was moonlight where the lion was. So it came nearer and nearer. I was terribly afraid of it. You may think that, being a dragon, I could have knocked any lion out easily enough. But it wasn't that kind of fear. I wasn't afraid of it eating me, I was just afraid of it - if you can understand. Well, it came close up to me and looked straight into my eyes. And I shut my eyes tight. But that wasn't any good because it told me to follow it.'
'You mean it spoke?'
'I don't know. Now that you mention it, I don't think it did. But it told me all the same. And I knew I had to do what it told me, so I got up and followed it. And it led me a long way into the mountains. And there was always this moonlight over and round the lion wherever we went. So at last we came to the top of a mountain I'd never seen before and on the top of this mountain there was a garden - trees and fruit and everything. In the middle of it there was a well.
I knew it was a well because you could see the water bubbling up from the bottom of it: but it was a lot bigger than most wells - like a very big, round bath with marble steps going down into it. The water was as clear as anything and I thought if I could get in there and bathe, it would ease the pain in my leg. But the lion told me I must undress first. Mind you, I don't know if he said any words out loud or not.
'I was just going to say that I couldn't undress because I hadn't any clothes on when I suddenly thought that dragons are snaky sort of things and snakes can cast their skins. Oh, of course, thought I, that's what the lion means. So I started scratching myself and my scales began coming off all over the place. And then I scratched a little deeper and, instead of just scales coming off here and there, my whole skin started peeling off beautifully, like it does after an illness, or as if I was a banana. In a minute or two I just stepped out of it. I could see it lying there beside me, looking rather nasty. It was a most lovely feeling. So I Started to go down into the well for my bathe.
'But just as I was going to put my feet into the water I looked down and saw that they were all hard and rough and wrinkled and scaly just as they had been before. Oh, that's all right, said I, it only means I had another smaller suit underneath the first one, and I'll have to get out of it too. So I scratched and tore again and this underskin peeled off beautifully and out I stepped and left it lying beside the other one and went down to the well for my bathe.
'Well, exactly the same thing happened again. And I thought to myself, oh dear, how ever many skins have I got to take off? For I was longing to bathe my leg. So I scratched away for the third time and got off a third skin, just like the two others, and stepped out of it. But as soon as I looked at myself in the water I knew it had been no good.
'Then the lion said - but I don;t know if it spoke - "You will have to let me undress you." I was afraid of his claws, I can tell you, but I was pretty nearly desperate now. So I just lay flat on my back to let him do it.
'The very first tear he made was so deep that I thought it had gone right into my heart. And when he began pulling the skin off, it hurt worse than anything I've ever felt. The only thing that made me able to bear it was just the pleasure of feeling the stuff peel off. You know - if you've ever picked the scab off a sore place. It hurts like billy-oh but it is fun to see it coming away.'
'I know exactly what you mean,' said Edmund.
'Well, he peeled the beastly stuff right off - just as I thought I'd done it myself the other three times, only they hadn't hurt - and there it was, lying on the grass: only ever so much thicker, and darker, and more knobbly-looking than the others had been. Then he caught hold of me - I didn't like that much for I was very tender underneath now that I'd no skin on - and threw me into the water. It smarted like anything but only for a moment. After that it became perfectly delicious and as soon as I started swimming and splashing I found that all the pain had gone from my arm. And then I saw why. I'd turn into a boy again. You'd think me simply phoney if I told you how I felt about my own arms. I know they've no muscle and are pretty mouldy compared with Caspian's, but I was so glad to see them.
'After a bit the lion took me out and dressed me -'
'Dressed you? With his paws?'
'Well, I don;t exactly remember that bit. But he did somehow or other: in new clothes - the same I've got on now, as a matter of fact. And then suddenly I was back here. Which is what makes me think it must have been a dream.'
'No. It wasn't a dream,' said Edmund.
'Why not?'
'Well, there are the clothes, for one thing. And you have been - well un-dragoned, for another.'
'What do you think it was, then?' asked Eustace.
'I think you've seen Aslan,' said Edmund.
'Aslan!' said Eustace. 'I've heard that name mentioned several times since we joined the Dawn Treader. And I felt - I don't know what - I hated it. But I was hating everything then. And by the way, I'd like to apologize. I'm afraid I've been pretty beastly.'
'That's all right,' said Edmund. 'Between ourselves, you haven't been as bad as I was on my first trip to Narnia. You were only an ass, but I was a traitor.'
'Well, don't tell me about it then,' said Eustace. 'But who is Aslan? Do you know him?'
'Well - he knows me,' said Edmund. 'He is the great Lion, the son of the Emperor-over-Sea, who saved me and saved Narnia. We've all seen him. Lucy sees him most often. And it may be Aslan's country we are sailing to.'
