Against Florante’s Advice

(The following article was published in Manila Standard Today, Sept. 13, 2010, in their section Diaspora.)

Filipino folk singers seems to be the voice of conscience and change among our people. Recently, I was amazed at how Noel Cabangon (saw it through internet) rallied all the people with his song “Ako’y Isang Mabuting Pilipino” at President Noynoy Aquino’s inauguration. While he was singing, all the people, including the newly elected president, stood up and raised their right hand, as if reciting the “Panatang Makabayan”.

During my college days, it was Freddie Aguilar and his rendition of “Bayan Ko“, that inspired people to get on their feet and raised their hands in a fist in unity, clamoring for change. I was one of them who was moved to action and joined People Power in EDSA. Being out of the country and not hearing that song for a while now, I was moved once again when I heard “Bayan Ko” being sung at Cory Aquino’s funeral (again, through the internet). It roused the hybernating patriotism in me.

photo courtesy from 365greatpinoystuff

I grew up listening to Pinoy folk singers, among them is Florante. One of his songs have the quintessential question that has struck a chord in my heart. “Dapat ka bang mangibang bayan? Dito ba’y wala kang mapaglagyan?” (Do you need to leave the country? Do you have no place in here?) However during those days, leaving the country is the farthest thing in my mind and I don’t understand what its implications. As long as I had loose change remaining from my “baon” to buy fishballs and to rent Game and Watch, I am more than satisfied.

The years passed and I finished my  studies. My perspective changed. My concern was not just for my “baon”, but also for the “baon” of my would-be family. And so against Florante’s advocation, I left our country.

When I left our country, I did not have the intention of staying away permanently. The original plan was to have my post-graduate training in the US and then return back thereafter. So in the 6th and final year of my post-grad training, I started preparing for my return home. I called my friends and colleagues who went before me and have returned home, and their stories were not very encouraging; in fact they downright discouraged returning home. Even my family in the Philippines told me that I’m better off staying in the US. My own mother did not want me to come home. (Maybe they want to get rid of me?)

I struggled for a while with the decision not to return for good. People thought I am crazy for wanting to go back to the Philippines, given the opportunity that I already had to live in another country. In my mind I argued that there were people who left the country and did go home. I was reminded of the two famous people who went back home: one was shot in Bagumbayan, and the other was killed at an airport tarmac. Still, they did come home for the nation’s cause and for a noble mission.

Rizal at Bagumbayan

The truth eventually sank in. Finally I got it! No, I will not be shot if I went back. It’s just that I was not a hero with a national cause, nor I was hero material in the first place. My mother told me that I will serve my family (and country?) better if I stayed in the US. My mission is on a personal and smaller level.

Even after many years, there are still times that I question my decision to stay abroad. Florante’s conscience-probing question of “dapat ka bang mangibang bayan?’” still resonate in my mind. And somehow, it still haunts me.

Leaving the country does not by any means, betraying our country. I can be a good Filipino, even if I am living abroad. Even though I can change the country where I live in, I cannot, and will not, change my heritage. “Ako’y isang Pinoy, sa puso’t diwa” (I’m a Filipino, in heart and mind), as sung and declared by Florante, and I proudly and lovingly embrace this fact. My eyes did not suddenly turn blue when I received my green card, my nose is flat (though plastic surgery can change it) and I’m not ashamed of it. “Huwag kang mahihiya, kung ang ilong mo ay pango” (Don’t be ashamed if your nose is flat.), as sung and charged by another folk singer of my youth, Heber Bartomolome.

There are times that my heart longs so badly for our motherland. Maybe it’s my family and friends that I long for. Or our food. Or our sights and sounds. (Or our traffic? Nah!) When I put on my i-pod and listen to our songs I grew up with, suddenly it is bliss and I feel like I’m home. Juan dela Cruz band sums it up nicely : “Ako’y nag-iisa, at walang kasama…….Ang himig natin, inyong awitin; upang tayo’y magsama-sama, sa langit ng pag-asa.” (I am alone, with no one with me…….Our songs, sing them; and we will be together in heaven of hope.)

I hope Florante will understand me, if I did not heed his counsel.

Florante

There’s one advice of his though, that I followed: “Kung ikaw ay mag-aasawa, ang kunin mo ay Pilipina”. (If you will marry, marry a Filipina.)

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