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Lessons from a jeepney ride

I had another misunderstanding kasi with Daddy last night, so I did not make sabay to him this morning when I made pasok to work. I was forced to make sakay the jeepney tuloy. Gosh! Buti na lang I did.

It’s like this. I made para kanina while standing at the gilid of the street. It was so init and so mausok kanina. It’s so hirap pa to make pila with my fellow commuters. Buti na lang I wore my new Converse. It’s so comfy, I swear! I also did not make dala my LV bag kasi it’s so bigat. I just carried my Secosana purse. T’was a good decision talaga.

So eto na. When manong driver stopped in front of me, the people made takbo to make unahan inside the jeepney. My gosh! So intense! Buti na lang I always join 10k marathons. Everybody was so competitive! I love it! I could feel the adrenaline rush with the rush hour kanina. Thank goodness I was able to make pasok on my first subok.

Thanks also to Kuya who did not make singit while making pasok in the jeepney. ❤

So we made andar na nga. I was so conscious of my looks kanina kasi everyone was so intimate with each other. We’re so close talaga, like cheek to cheek na. Pero that was okay lang naman. That’s part of the Filipino culture naman, da ba? Like, close family ties tayo 5ever? So touching, like, literally!

When it was time na to make bayad, I made dukot some barya from my purse. But no! I had no barya! It’s all P1,000 bills! Gosh! I’m so inexperienced talaga. Buti na lang the Ate beside me was so bait! She saw that I was panicking while making hanap some barya, so she asked me what’s my problem. When I told her I have no barya, she graciously offered to make bayad for me.

That’s the sweetest thing ever!

I was so grateful that I friended her on Facebook. I will invite her na lang some other day and treat her sa Starbucks. She’s so bait talaga, I swear! She deserves a caramel macchiato! Teehee!

Not only that, I was so gulat when other people made abot the bayad of other passengers to manong driver. It’s so cool kaya. You know, it’s like bayanihan but on a jeepney level. Everyone is helping others to make abot something even though it’s not theirs. And for what? Just to help others!

I was so inspired tuloy to make abot all the bayad even if it’s too malayo for me to reach.

And then, when most of the passengers made baba there sa CBD, I was left with manong driver. We made kwento to each other while cruising along Ayala. I learned that he has five kids pala and that they live in this shanty on the outskirt of Makati. He said he’s so worried daw about the government’s plan to modernize the jeepney.

“Why naman, Manong?” I asked him. “Di ba it’s so ganda naman to see new jeepneys?”

He made simangot, then he explained to me the real situation. According to manong driver, the cost daw of the modernized jeepney is a whopping P1.8 million. Where would he get naman the money, da ba? He’s lubog na raw sa debt, and he could barely feed his family and send his kids to school. Tapos the government wants take away his jeepney and force them to make bili this super mahal na new one?

Gosh! I didn’t know that! I thought it was subsidized. But no! Not pala. That is so sad. I was about to call Daddy na nga to say sorry and ask him to help this poor manong driver. But I realized it’s the end of the biyahe na pala. I was about to make baba na when Manong said something to me: “Salamat sa pakikinig. Ingat ka.”

I swear, I felt my heart break in two! I could hear the sincerity in Manong’s voice and feel his sadness, too. I felt so helpless and so privileged at the same time. Helpless coz I couldn’t make Manong happy, and privileged kasi I have a career, and I don’t have to worry like Manong, and I still have my Daddy even though we’re not yet bati!

I really wish talaga that I could help Manong to pay for the bagong jeepney. Pero I wish that the government would make isip pa more about this modernization program. It’s like so anti-mahirap! I super hate it talaga!

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Astig at petmalu ang wikang Filipino

Naiintindihan ko naman kung bakit marami ang naiinis sa mga pausong salita ngayon tulad ng #lodi, #werpa, #orb o #orbski at #petmalu. Bukod kasi sa pang-asar talaga yung tunog at baybay nila, medyo palasak na rin yung estilong ginamit para mabuo yung mga salitang nabanggit.

Panahon pa ng mga baby boomers nauso ang mga salitang binabaligtad. Salitang Jeprox ba. Bago pa “maimbento” ng mga millennials ang mga Filipino slangs na ‘yan, nauna nang sumikat ang ‘astig’, ‘erap’, ‘rapsa’, ‘repa’, ‘ogag’ at ‘obob’. Sa madaling salita, umuulit na lang ang trend sa ating wika.

Pero hindi masama ‘yon. Sa katunayan, napakagandang pangitain ito. Alam mo kung bakit? Kasi, ibig sabihin nito, buhay na buhay yung wika natin. Nagbabago siya, nadaragdagan at nag-eevolve. Patunay rin ito na tayong mga gumagamit ng wikang Filipino ay malikhain at may sense of humor.

Halimbawa na lang, naisip mo ba noong isang taon na magkakaroon tayo ng salitang ‘tokhang’? Maliban dito, naisip mo bang magkakaroon ng ibang kahulugan ang salitang ‘hugot’ maliban sa alam mong pagtanggal sa saksakan? Naisip mo rin bang magiging salita natin ang ‘jologs’, ‘jejemon’ at ‘miskol’?

At kahit masama ang loob ko sa salitang ‘fotobam’, masaya ako dahil nagagawa nating angkinin ang mga salitang banyaga. Napaka-flexible ng ating wika at hindi madamot sa pagbabago.

Ang isa pang ikinatutuwa ko sa lumalawak at umuunlad pa nating wika ay ang kakaiba nitong katangian pagdating sa pagbaybay at pagbabasa. Halimbawa na lamang itong pinasikat ni Bob Ong: ABNKKBSNPLAko?!

O, di ba? Naintindihan mo s’ya kahit kulang-kulang pa ang mga patinig. T W K. H H H! M S Y K B? T W P. H H H!

Hindi lang ‘yan ang nakakatawa (o nakakatuwa) sa ating wika. Ang saya ring paglaruan ng Jeje speak: KMu$t@ p|-|O\/\/z ? Qiqil na qiqil aq sE0. Qaqu! Jejeje!

And of course, how can you not make tawa when I make usap to you like this, da ba? It’s so funny kaya. Look at manong, he’s smiling na because of how I make usap to him while making tusok-tusok his fishballs.

E di wow! Ikaw na!

Alam kong hindi pa rin naman tanggap sa pormal na komunikasyon ang aspetong ito ng ating wika. Pero mas gugustuhin ko na ‘yang mga salitang ‘yan kesa naman makalimutan ito at mamatay. Siguro ay isa na rin itong hamon sa ating lahat para gawing mas matalino at mas malikhain pa ang pag-evolve ng wikang Filipino.

Modelong Charing

Nung binasa ko yung The Da Vinci Code, inisip kong kamukha ni Robert Langdon si Dan Brown. Nung binasa ko yung All My Lonely Islands, inisip kong parang si Crisanta si VJ Campilan. Nung binasa ko yung Noli Me Tangere at El Filibusterismo, inisip kong kahawig ni Ibarra si Jose Rizal.

Sa madaling sabi, madalas kong naiisip na modelo ng may-akda ang sarili para sa bidang tauhan sa kanilang mga kuwento. At hindi naman masamang gawin iyon kung nagsusulat ka rin ng mga kuwento katulad ko.

Madalas kasi, lalo na sa baguhang manunulat, sariling karanasan ang pinanghuhugutan natin para sa mga isinusulat na kuwento. Hindi naman tayo nagsisimulang kasinggaling na ni George RR Martin o JRR Tolkien na ang hirap nang hanapin sa mga tauhan nila yung kanilang persona. Totally detached na sila sa story characters.

Kaya tanggap ko na rin na kapag may ibang taong nagbabasa ng mga isinusulat ko rito o yung ibang kwentong nililikha ko, ang unang iisipin ng mga mambabasa e ako yung nasa kuwento o sarili kong karanasan ang nire-reflect ng aking akda. Normal lang ‘yon, at hindi dapat ‘yon makaapekto sa nilalaman ng istorya.

Halimbawa, kung journalist ka, hindi malayong writer o journalist o investigator yung pangunahing tauhan mo. Kung doktor ka, malamang doktor din o siyentipiko yung lead character mo. Kung arkitekto ka, pulis, abogado o ano pa man, malamang sa malamang, ganun din ang propesyon o background ng protagonist mo.

Madalas din, kung lalaki ka, lalaki rin yung bida. Kung babae ka, babae rin. Kung bakla ka, bakla rin yung bida kasi madali kang makaka-relate. Kebs na lang sa detachment na ‘yan. Kaya ko namang katayin yung gawa ko kahit attached pa ‘ko sa kanya. I know tough love, and I breathe it.

Isa pa, editor ako. Trabaho kong hanapan ng mali ang lahat ng nakikita’t nababasa ko.

Kaya inaasahan ko nang kapag lumabas yung libro ko at nabasa ng mga tao yung aking kwento, isa sa mga itatanong nila ay, “Nangyari ba talaga sa ‘yo ‘to?” o kaya ay “Alin sa mga nangyari sa novel yung base sa tunay na buhay?” At ang isasagot ko d’yan ay kibit-balikat lang. Syempre, fiction pa rin naman iyon. Ibig sabihin, kathang-isip lang.

Kung may pagkakahawig man sa totoong buhay, it’s purely coincidental… or maybe not.

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