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Silly Me

When I was about 7 or 8 years old, I asked my daddy (lolo), "San po ba galing ang juice?" We were in the car then thus I am not too sure if he heard me clearly. He answered, "Walang gumawa sa Diyos, Siya ang gumawa sa lahat." Ang lalim para sa munting isip ko, diba?! "Daddy, indi po Diyos, juice po! Pineapple juice po o orange juice!"

Why did I suddenly remember that? Reason being, I am curious as to why Chinese wear their costume during the CNY celebration. Pinoys won't be caught in red (unless sobrang fanatic) during Valentine's day. The Barongs and the Sayas are reserved during Linggo ng Wika presentations or during his/her/somebody's wedding. But these Chinese costumes comes in trendy nowadays, they even wear it in the office. Those with super high slits, those mini ones, those like pajamas. It's actually cute to wear it, darn it but I can't cause I am not exactly built like Zhang Ziyi. Now, I wonder if the reason Pinas is a third world country is because we don't feel proud of our heritage.

Oist, indi na silly ito. Anyways, thanks for bearing with this post. There are just some questions that pops up in my mind once in a while -- especially when I'm waiting for the clock to tick 6.

Comments

chocnut said…
agree ako mare, sabi nga ng ibang foreigners wala daw kc tayo bilib sa sarili kaya d tayo umangat-angat.. me foynt cla dun hehehe
Lit Coo said…
para sa akin masyadong formal ang national costume natin... tipong dignified talaga... parang mas ok na suotin sa tamang lugar at okasyon lang kesa sa pinanga-araw araw

ei, si kenkoy ko naka-barong sa CNY party nila... sya lang tanging naka-barong :)

COOLIIT, ako pala si lit coo. parang iisa ang ating pennames ;)
salme said…
thanks chocnut and litcoo!

oo nga e, sana mas maging vocal tayo sa ating pagiging pinoy, kung indi man sa costume, sa ibang aspect na lang.

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