The PINOY!!! A Great Read
"Bahala na si Batman!"
Enjoy, be Pinoy; Bahala na si Batman
By Gilda Cordero-Fernando
Inquirer
MANILA, Philippines -- Pinoy is what Filipinos call each other, a term of
endearment. You're Pinoy from Pilipino just like you're tisoy from mestizo
or chinoy from chino.
It's a nickname just as Minoy is from Maximo, Ninoy from Benigno, Tinay
from Florentina and Kikay from Francisca. But now they're Maxi and Ben and
Tintin or Florence and Cheska.
You've been called indio, goo-goo, Negro, flip, noypits. Or Filipino, a
biscuit that is brown outside and white inside, or a word stricken from the
dictionary which means domestic.
Ay, lintik! You're Juan de la Cruz or Mang Pandoy. You're common tao,
masa, urban poor but also Cecile Licad and Don Jaime, Jose Rizal and Tony
Meloto, Shawie and Pacquiao and Nick Joaquin, galing galing.
Born June 12, 1896, the Republic of the RP is a Gemini, good at connecting,
good at loving-loving, good at texting and interpersonal skills. Filipinos
like to yakap, akbay, hawak, kalong, kalabit. We sleep side by side,
siping-siping, we go out kabit-kabit. There's lots of us to go around.
Someone always to listen to a sob story, even in a jeepney, to share-a-load
or to share a TV.
Everyone is called tito, tita. Who has a hipag, a bayaw, a
bilas, a balae, a kinakapatid? Who has an ate, dete, diche, kuya, diko?
siyaho, inso. The maids call her ate, the driver calls him kuya and
everybody is tito or tita. Who has a Lola Baby, a Tito Totoy, a bosing
called Sir Peewee, his wife Ma'am Lovely and their kids Bong Bong, Ting
ting, Cla Cla and Cring Cring?
The Pinoy lives in a condo, a mansion, an apartment, a bahay na bato,
ilalim ng tulay, Luneta, Forbes Park, and Paris too! He's a citizen of the
world, he's in all the villages and capitals, colonizing the West, bringing
his guitar and his bagoong, his walis na tingting, his tabo, his lolo and
lola.
Where there's a beat, there's a Pinoy. You'll find her singing in a
nightclub in Tokyo, a musical in London, the Opera House in Sydney. Sure,
they've got the infrastructure, the theaters and architecture. Who but
Pinoys direct their plays, or trains their company managers, and imports
our teachers, by the way?
Viagra to Victoria's Secret
Look at that baggage-all pasalubong, none for herself. From bedsheet to
hair color, Toblerone to carpet, Viagra to paella pan, Victoria's Secret to
microwave.
Hey, Joe, don't envy me 'cause I'm brown, you'll get ultra violet from that
sun and turn red not brown. Just lucky, I guess. God put us all in the
oven, but some were uncooked and some were burned, but me, I came out
golden brown!
Hey, Kristoff! Hey David and Ann! Your Pinoy yaya makes your kids gentler,
more obedient, she teaches them how to pray. Hey Big Brother! Hey Grandma
Moses! Who but Pinoy nurses make your sick days easier all the way?
We made the jeepney, the karaoke, the fluorescent bulb, the moon buggy. We
invented People Power and crispy pata; popularized virgin coconut oil,
scaled the Everest and made it with Cebu furniture abroad among the best.
Ever trying for the Guinness World Record-with the longest swim of a child,
the longest kiss, the longest longanisa.
Linguist
The Pinoy is a linguist. As in. As if. For a while. Open the light. Close
the light. Paki ganyan naman ang kuwan sa ano. Tuck in. Tuck out. Don't
be high blood. If you're ready na, I'll pass for you. Hayop; Hanep! Bongga
ka 'day, feel na feel kita, kilig to the bones ako. Don't make wala, don't
make tampo. Taralets na, babes, let's go, nababato na ang syota mo. I'm
inviting you to my party, please RSVP. Oo means "yes" or "maybe," or "yes
if you insist," or "maybe if it doesn't rain."
"Yes" is also a nice way of saying "no." Yes, hindi kita
sisiputin. "No," eto na ako at ang barkada ko. Please
don't ask a Pinoy a question like that! Just flows. She's
not so exact, not so chop-chop, she just flows and flows.
Filipino time? Naku, huli din naman ang Kano!
The Pinoy finds time to be nice, to be kind, to apologize,
to be there when you're depressed, to help you with your
utang and your wedding dress. The Filipino is a giver,
never mind what it does to his liver, never mind what it
takes. Hardships of the Third World don't dry up his
blood, they just make him more compassionate, more
feeling, of the other guy's lot.
Note that the maid sends all her wages home to ailing
daddy. She is the OCW whose labor of loneliness created
the original katas ng Saudi.
'Bahala na'
The Filipino is fearless, bahala na si Batman, which actually means Bathala
na or "leave all to God." Okay lang if I die by bitay, okay lang if I live,
okay lang if I survive by the skin of my teeth. Saway ni Inay: Di ka naman
Bill Gates, di ka naman French, mahirap nang magbuhat ng sarili mong
bench.
Be Pinoy! Enjoy!
Enjoy, be Pinoy; Bahala na si Batman
By Gilda Cordero-Fernando
Inquirer
MANILA, Philippines -- Pinoy is what Filipinos call each other, a term of
endearment. You're Pinoy from Pilipino just like you're tisoy from mestizo
or chinoy from chino.
It's a nickname just as Minoy is from Maximo, Ninoy from Benigno, Tinay
from Florentina and Kikay from Francisca. But now they're Maxi and Ben and
Tintin or Florence and Cheska.
You've been called indio, goo-goo, Negro, flip, noypits. Or Filipino, a
biscuit that is brown outside and white inside, or a word stricken from the
dictionary which means domestic.
Ay, lintik! You're Juan de la Cruz or Mang Pandoy. You're common tao,
masa, urban poor but also Cecile Licad and Don Jaime, Jose Rizal and Tony
Meloto, Shawie and Pacquiao and Nick Joaquin, galing galing.
Born June 12, 1896, the Republic of the RP is a Gemini, good at connecting,
good at loving-loving, good at texting and interpersonal skills. Filipinos
like to yakap, akbay, hawak, kalong, kalabit. We sleep side by side,
siping-siping, we go out kabit-kabit. There's lots of us to go around.
Someone always to listen to a sob story, even in a jeepney, to share-a-load
or to share a TV.
Everyone is called tito, tita. Who has a hipag, a bayaw, a
bilas, a balae, a kinakapatid? Who has an ate, dete, diche, kuya, diko?
siyaho, inso. The maids call her ate, the driver calls him kuya and
everybody is tito or tita. Who has a Lola Baby, a Tito Totoy, a bosing
called Sir Peewee, his wife Ma'am Lovely and their kids Bong Bong, Ting
ting, Cla Cla and Cring Cring?
The Pinoy lives in a condo, a mansion, an apartment, a bahay na bato,
ilalim ng tulay, Luneta, Forbes Park, and Paris too! He's a citizen of the
world, he's in all the villages and capitals, colonizing the West, bringing
his guitar and his bagoong, his walis na tingting, his tabo, his lolo and
lola.
Where there's a beat, there's a Pinoy. You'll find her singing in a
nightclub in Tokyo, a musical in London, the Opera House in Sydney. Sure,
they've got the infrastructure, the theaters and architecture. Who but
Pinoys direct their plays, or trains their company managers, and imports
our teachers, by the way?
Viagra to Victoria's Secret
Look at that baggage-all pasalubong, none for herself. From bedsheet to
hair color, Toblerone to carpet, Viagra to paella pan, Victoria's Secret to
microwave.
Hey, Joe, don't envy me 'cause I'm brown, you'll get ultra violet from that
sun and turn red not brown. Just lucky, I guess. God put us all in the
oven, but some were uncooked and some were burned, but me, I came out
golden brown!
Hey, Kristoff! Hey David and Ann! Your Pinoy yaya makes your kids gentler,
more obedient, she teaches them how to pray. Hey Big Brother! Hey Grandma
Moses! Who but Pinoy nurses make your sick days easier all the way?
We made the jeepney, the karaoke, the fluorescent bulb, the moon buggy. We
invented People Power and crispy pata; popularized virgin coconut oil,
scaled the Everest and made it with Cebu furniture abroad among the best.
Ever trying for the Guinness World Record-with the longest swim of a child,
the longest kiss, the longest longanisa.
Linguist
The Pinoy is a linguist. As in. As if. For a while. Open the light. Close
the light. Paki ganyan naman ang kuwan sa ano. Tuck in. Tuck out. Don't
be high blood. If you're ready na, I'll pass for you. Hayop; Hanep! Bongga
ka 'day, feel na feel kita, kilig to the bones ako. Don't make wala, don't
make tampo. Taralets na, babes, let's go, nababato na ang syota mo. I'm
inviting you to my party, please RSVP. Oo means "yes" or "maybe," or "yes
if you insist," or "maybe if it doesn't rain."
"Yes" is also a nice way of saying "no." Yes, hindi kita
sisiputin. "No," eto na ako at ang barkada ko. Please
don't ask a Pinoy a question like that! Just flows. She's
not so exact, not so chop-chop, she just flows and flows.
Filipino time? Naku, huli din naman ang Kano!
The Pinoy finds time to be nice, to be kind, to apologize,
to be there when you're depressed, to help you with your
utang and your wedding dress. The Filipino is a giver,
never mind what it does to his liver, never mind what it
takes. Hardships of the Third World don't dry up his
blood, they just make him more compassionate, more
feeling, of the other guy's lot.
Note that the maid sends all her wages home to ailing
daddy. She is the OCW whose labor of loneliness created
the original katas ng Saudi.
'Bahala na'
The Filipino is fearless, bahala na si Batman, which actually means Bathala
na or "leave all to God." Okay lang if I die by bitay, okay lang if I live,
okay lang if I survive by the skin of my teeth. Saway ni Inay: Di ka naman
Bill Gates, di ka naman French, mahirap nang magbuhat ng sarili mong
bench.
Be Pinoy! Enjoy!
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