AKO AY PILIPINO

I don't know who actually wrote this, but I find it interesting to share:


AKO AY PILIPINO

Meron akong gustong ibahagi para sa ating lahat na mga PILIPINO. Simple pero parang mahirap gawin ng karamihan sa atin. Hindi ito makukuha sa puro daldalan lang or walang kabuluhang pagtatalo, kumilos tayo ngayon na.

Sa ibang bansa: Pag nagkasala ang Pinoy, pinarusahan siya ayon sa batas.

Sa PINAS: Pag nagkasala ang Pinoy, ayaw niyang maparusahan kasi sabi niya mali raw ang batas.

Sa ibang bansa: Pinag-aaralan muna ng Pinoy ang mga batas bago siya pumunta roon, kasi takot siyang magkamali.

Sa PINAS: Pag nagkamali ang Pinoy, sorry kasi hindi raw niya alam na labag sa batas iyon.

Sa ibang bansa: Kahit gaano kataas ang bilihin at tax sa USA okey lang, katuwiran natin doble kayod na lang.

Sa PINAS: mahilig ka sa last day para magbayad ng tax minsan dinadaya mo pa o kaya hindi ka nagbabayad. Rally ka kaagad kapag tumaas ang pasahe at bilihin sa halip na magsipag mas gusto natin ang nagkukwentuhan lang sa munisipyo o kahit sa alinmang tanggapan.

Sa Singapore : Kapag nahuli kang nagkalat or nagtapon ng basura sa hindi tamang lugar, magbabayad ka ng 500 Singapore dollars. Sabi ng Pinoy, okey lang kasi lumabag ako sa batas..

Sa Pinas: Kapag nagkamali ang Pinoy katulad nang ganito, Sabi ng Pinoy, ang lupit naman ni Bayani Fernando , mali naman ang pinaiiral niyang batas eh akala mo kung sino. Ayun nag-rally na ang Pinoy, gustong patalsikin si Bayani Fernando kahit na alam niyang mali siya..

Mga igan, ilan pa lang iyan baka may iba pa kayong alam.

Bakit ang PINOY, pwedeng maging "law abiding citizen sa ibang bansa ng walang angal" pero sa sarili nating bayang PILIPINAS na sinasabi ninyong mahal natin, eh hindi natin magawa, BAKIIITTTTT? ????????


ETO PA, 'Ang Pilipino NOON at NGAYON':
NOON: Wow ang sarap ng kamote
NGAYON: Ayaw ko ng kamote gusto ko French Fries (imported eh)

NOON: Wow ang sarap ng kapeng barako.
NGAYON: Ayaw ko niyan gusto kong kape sa STARBUCKS (imported coffee 100 pesos per cup)

NOON: Bili ka ng tela para magpatahi ng pantalon like maong
NGAYON: Gusto ko LEVI'S, WRANGLER, LEE (Tapos rally tayo 'GMA tuta ng KANO ') Di ba tuta ka rin naman.

NOON: Sabon na Perla OK ng pampaligo
NGAYON: Gusto mo DOVE, HENO DE PRAVIA, IVORY, etc. may matching shampoo pa

NOON: Pag naglaba ka sa batya at palopalo, ok na, minsan banlaw lang sa batis pwede na
NGAYON: Naka-washing machine ka na plus ARIEL powder soap with matching DOWNY pa para mabango. Alam ko mas marami pa ang alam ninyo tungkol dito, pero mangilan-ngilan lang iyan para bigyan ng pansin.

Mga Pilipino nga ba tayo? O baka sa salita lang at E-Mail pero wala naman sa gawa?...


My Fellow Filipinos,

When I was small, the Philippine peso was P7 to the $dollar. The president was Diosdado Macapagal. Life was simple. Life was easy. My father was a farmer. My mother kept a small sari-sari store where our neighbors bought sang-perang asin, sang-perang bagoong, sang-perang suka, sang-perang toyo at pahinging isang butil na bawang. Our backyard had kamatis, kalabasa, talong, ampalaya, upo, batao, and okra. Our silong had chicken¡¬ We had a pig, dog & cat. And of course, we lived on the farm. During rainy season, my father caught frogs at night which my mother made into batute (stuffed frog), or just plain fried. During the day, he caught hito and dalag from his rice paddies, which he would usually inihaw. During dry season, we relied on the chickens, vegetables, bangus, tuyo, and tinapa. Every now and then, there was pork and beef from the town market.
Life was so peaceful, so quiet, no electricity, no TV. Just the radio for Tia Dely, Roman Rapido, Tawag ng Tanghalan and Tang-tarang- tang.. And who can forget Leila Benitez on Darigold Jamboree? On weekends, I played with my neighbours (who were all my cousins). Tumbang-preso, taguan, piko, luksong lubid, patintero, at iba pa. I don't know about you, but I miss those days.

These days, we face the TV, Internet, e-mail, newspaper, magazine, grocery catalog, or drive around. The peso is a staggering and incredible P47 to the $dollar. Most people can't have fun anymore. Life has become a battle. We live to work. Work to live. Life is not easy. I was in Saudi Arabia in 1983... It was lonely, difficult, & scary. It didn't matter if you were a man or a woman. You were a target for rape. The salary was cheap & the vacation far between. If the boss didn't want you to go on holiday, you didn't. They had your passport. Oh, and the agency charged you almost 4 months of your salary (which, if you had to borrow on a '20% per month arrangement' meant your first year's
pay was all gone before you even earned it).
The Philippines used to be one of the most important countries in Asia. Before & during my college days, many students from neighboring Asian countries like Malaysia , Indonesia , Japan and China went to the Philippines to get their diplomas. Until 1972, like President Macapagal, President Marcos was one of the most admired presidents of the world. The Peso had kept its value of P7 to the $dollar until I finished college.
Today, the Philippines is famous as the 'housemaid' capital of the world. It ranks very high as the 'cheapest labor' capital of the world, too. We have maids in Hong Kong, laborers in Saudi Arabia , dancers in Japan , migrants and TNTs in Australia and the US , and all sorts of other 'tricky' jobs in other parts of the globe.
Quo Vadis, Pinoy? Is that a wonder or a worry? Are you proud to be a Filipino, or does it even matter anymore? When you see the Filipino flag and hear the Pambansang Awit, do you feel a sense of pride or a sense of defeat & uncertainty? If only things could change for the better...... . . . Hang on for this is a job for Superman. Or whom do you call? Ghostbusters. Joke. Right?

This is one of our problems.
We say "I love the Philippines" I am proud to be a Filipino.

When I send you a joke, you send it to everyone in your address book even if it kills the Internet.. But when I send you a note on how to save our country & ask you to forward it, what do you do?

You chuck it in the bin..

I want to help the maids in Hong Kong ... I want to help the laborers in Saudi Arabia ... I want to help the dancers in Japan .... I want to help the TNTs in America and Australia ...

I want to save the people of the Philippines .... But I cannot do it alone. I need your help and everyone else's.

So please forward this e-mail to your friends. If you say you love the Philippines , prove it.. And if you don't agree with me, say something anyway. Indifference is a crime on its own....got my point?

Buttonholing

Do you find it exhausting trying to make babies and toddlers take their medicines? Having to hold them tight as they protest and squirm, while we open their tiny mouths to gulp in the liquid can get mighty frustrating and tiring, too. My nephew was just like that when he was 2years old. One day, while he was still crying after my sisters tried to pry open his mouth to drink the medicine, we didn't notice that he went straight to the refrigerator. I found him licking something off his shirt, in front of the open refrigerator. To my surprise he was licking the sweet liquid from the same medicine bottle that my sisters were forcing him to drink earlier. He actually liked it! From then on whenever he is sick or has to drink his medicines we let my 2year old nephew drink it by himself.

I guess it's about the same when we are forced to do, believe or try something. The mere thought of being coerced or forced gets us in a defensive mood. It's just like when my 50year old cousin tried to convert me to his new found faith. It was repulsive for me to even think of getting near him because of the way he over imposes his knowledge and excitement with his conversion to a new faith, he sings every step of the way and tries to convince everyone he meets how changed he is and that they should do the same.

The main reason I refused to believe that he has found happiness in his new found faith is because his lifestyle has not changed for the better. He waits for blessings to come, makes excuses for not being able to find good work, and most of the time speak about God all the time without showing true compassion for others. In the end I told him point blank that just like him I am happy with my faith, he does not need to convert me anymore, because I know what I believe in.

After that incident I read this passage from 'Our Daily Bread' it says:

"While earnestly desiring to share the gospel, we may end up repelling people instead. In our sincere but overly enthusiastic attempt, we create resistance. We are called to share the good news, but we are not responsible for someone's acceptance or rejection of Christ It's not our job to try to convict someone of sin. That's the Holy Spirit's responsibility. (John 16:8)"

These few words explained my refusal and resistance to my cousin's actions. It's not just me I suppose, I guess it's how people should approach others. Coercion is not necessary, when a person is ready, they will know when it's time to embrace and personify the Faith.

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Another Day ;))

Just as my day was getting ordinary, things like this make my day ;)

To my "Kababayans" you know how this song should be interpreted, am
I right?

She just did it better, ahahahahahahahhahaha! Enjoy!


(Tuwing Umuulan Interpreted by K Brosas)

Copy & paste the link below & enjoy the show. Just in Case u can't
open it, look for this title in YouTube:
K Brosas @Migrant Worker's & Independence Day in Japan


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lZYFtMZVuDk

GOOD MORNING!

One of my younger sisters woke me up early to play badminton on the street,just in front of our house. I was still half-asleep & a bit grumpy when I came out. As we were getting ready it began to drizzle. Using that as an excuse, I wanted to get inside, but my sister said a little rain won't hurt. I was glad I didn't go in. As quickly as it began the drizzling stopped. At that moment I looked up & saw this awesome spectacle, not one but TWO rainbows showed up. I asked my sister to quickly get her cam and take as much pictures as she can before the rainbow disappears. I was jumping foolishly like a little girl, when I turned and saw another picturesque view. It was daylight spreading brightness, while the gray of night gets whisked away swiftly in the sky. It was a rare moment when you feel the hand of GOD caressing your face & your heart at the same time. I wasn't grumpy anymore, just felt ravenously hungry after our hour of strenuous badminton brought about by my excitement in witnessing nature at it's best.