Wikang Pilipino. Tatag ng Filipino.

I am seriously thinking if I should write this entry in my native language, but, I thought of doing otherwise (since there would be more opportunity for this to be understood from different parts of the world if I’ll use the language we’re all familiar with). I trust that you’d understand what I mean at the end of this post. :)

I am a Filipino. I was born and raised in Manila, the capital city of the Philippines.

In history, my country has been colonized by the Spaniards, Americans, and Japanese; ergo, you can depict a mix of our culture with these three colonizers. However, we have adapted more of the Spanish culture. Though mostly, we Filipinos, have a westernized mentality – a fact that I’m not really proud of but I’ll never lose hope that someday we’ll all be proud of where we came from.

My country is a very beautiful place and the people here makes it all the more fun for any foreign visitors. If you don’t believe me, check what the Lonely Planet has to say about us! #itsmorefuninthephilippines :) The Filipinos are the most happiest people in the world I know. I mean, we can seriously smile even in bad situations (like what happened during the habagat); we go crazy on the answers of our representatives who got in the top five of Miss Universe; we keep it cool even when our territorial disposition is challenged; we laugh about the simplest things as the existence of Thor; and many more. Aside from my country’s scenic places and exuberant people, another treasured possession that we have is our language: Pilipino.

I think English is a beautiful language, but Pilipino (or as others knew as Tagalog) is something more beyond that. It pierces through your soul; it’s heartfelt. Biased, eh? Haha. But if you’ll learn our language, you’ll know what I mean.

Growing up in an Asian and a “developing” country (as we are called) – the media, the academes, the government – the world tells us that to improve and to be globally competitive, English is a must to learn. That’s okay in one part but some of us, including me, went a bit overboard. By that I mean, as far as I’m concerned, I have considered English as the language of the elite, of the high-end professionals, of the cool people, of the in-crowd. I so wanted to belong when I was a teenager, I wanted to be cool, and I thought I should use English as much as I could. The worst part, there were times that I felt ashamed of using Pilipino when conversing with some other peeps who can understand it but who can only converse using English language.

See? Too much colonial mentality. But thank God, I finally woke up from that nonsense crap. I am a proud Filipino but during those times that I think being well-versed in English would make you look smarter in front of others than using your own language, boy was I wrong. Yes, it might be true that to be globally competitive we need to learn the English language, just as in any business, Mandarin (correct me if I’m wrong) is a must. But that doesn’t make my native language, nor yours, less important.

A country’s language is like its most precious pride. It indicates independence, freedom and ownership of one’s own ethnicity. Its vastness and richness is a compendium of each generation’s contribution. It reflects the culture and artistry of the nation. It is something to boast and be proud of – something to be celebrated.

I hope that even when we, Filipinos, learn to speak in English, we don’t turn our backs on the language that we can say we own and we can use as own any moment we wish we could. This is one of the many treasures in our country that we can pass on and we must pass on to the next generation. Pilipino indicates the existence of Filipinos! :)

Photo credit: filipinobiography.com

 

Ako’y Isang Pinoy
Sa puso’t diwa
Pinoy na isinilang sa aking bansa
Ako’y di sanay sa wikang banyaga
Ako’y Pinoy na mayroong sariling wika!

 

Buwan ng Wikang Pambansa

Ang buwan ng Agosto ay nagsisilbing pagdiriwang ng WIkang Filipino ng mga kulay kayumanggi na naninirahan sa lupang unang sinisikatan ng araw tama ba ang aking pananagalog sa Land of the Rising Sun?. Bilang pagpupugay sa aking lahi at bansa, nararapat lamang na gumamit ako ng aking wika sa mga paksang isusulat ko sa buwan na ito. Inaamin ko, isa ako sa mga Pilipinong gustong maging dalubhasa sa paggamit ng wikang Ingles na nagdudulot ng hindi ko pagtangkilik ng husto sa aking kinagawiang wika. Hindi naman masamang gumamit ng Ingles ngunit tila nakakahiyang bagay naman na isa ka ngang Pilipinong dalubhasa sa wikang Ingles ngunit hindi perpekto sa wika ng lahi mo–ang wikang Filipino.

Sa aking pananaliksik, may natagpuan akong artikulo na nagsasaad ng mga pwede mong bilang ‘blogger’ maging paksa sa tatlumpu’t isang araw ng Buwan ng Wika. Sayang nga lang at hindi ko ito nasimulan, ngunit susubukan ko pa ring matugunan ang bawat katanungan–masagot ito gamit ang wikang Tagalog/Filipino.

Tatlumpu’t Isang Araw ng Pananagalog sa Tumblr.

Para sa Buwan ng Agosto, Buwan ng Wika.

Unang Araw – Ang paborito mong kulay (In Filipino)
Ikalawang Araw – Ang paborito mong pagkaing Pilipino
Ikatlong Araw – Ang paborito mong pagkaing kalye/’street food’
Ika-apat na araw – Ang paborito mong parke
Ika-limang araw – Ang paborito mong pasyalan
Ika-anim na araw – Ang pangalan ng iyong paaralan noong elementarya (In Filipino) + letrato
Ika-pitong araw – Ang pangalan ng iyong mataas na paaralan (In Filipino) + letrato
Ika-walong araw – Ang pangalan ng iyong kolehiyo (In Filipino) + letrato
Ika-siyam na araw – Ang paborito mong bayani
Ika-sampung araw – Ang paborito mong ‘pambansang _____’
Ika-labing isang araw – Alam mo pa ba ang lumang bersyon ng Panatang Makabayan?
Ika-labindalawang araw – Ang iyong kaarawan (In Filipino)
Ika-labintatlong araw – Letrato ng kamag-anak mong balikbayan
Ika-labing apat na araw – Letrato ng ‘Tito Boy’ o ‘Tita Baby’ mo
Ika-labinlimang araw – Ang paborito mong artistang lalaki
Ika-labing anim na araw – Ang paborito mong artistang babae
Ika-labimpitong araw – Ang paborito mong pelikulang Pilipino
Ika-labing walong araw – Ang paborito mong musikerong Pilipino
Ika-labing siyam na araw – Ang paborito mong manananghal
Ika-dalawampung araw – Ang paborito mong pamahiin
Ika-dalawampu’t isang araw – Ang paborito mong kasabihan/salawikain
Ika-dalawampu’t dalawang araw – Ang paborito mong lugar sa labas ng iyong siyudad
Ika-dalawampu’t tatlong araw – Ang paborito mong salitang Filipino (hal. nakakapagpabagabag)
Ika-dalawampu’t apat na araw – Ang paborito mong palabas sa ‘noontime’
Ika-dalawampu’t limang araw – Ang paborito mong teleserye
Ika-dalawampu’t anim na araw – Ang paborito mong manunulat na Pilipino
Ika-dalawampu’t pitong araw – Ang paborito mong aklat na sinulat ng Pilipino
Ika-dalawampu’t walong araw – Ang paborito mong kantang Pilipino
Ika-dalawampu’t siyam na araw – Ang paboritong letrato mo sa isang ‘landmark’ sa Pilipinas
Ika-tatlumpung araw – Kahit ano.
Ika-tatlumpu’t isang araw – Kahit ano.

Tama, sa Tumblr ko ito nakuha. At balak ko itong gawin dito sa WordPress.

Ang wikang Filipino ay sadyang napakalawak at napakaganda. Hindi ako tagahanga ni Marian Rivera at isa akong solid na Kapamilya ngunit Ang teleseryeng Amaya ay tila nagpapaalala kung gaano natin, bilang isang Pilipino, nalimutan ang kagandahan ng ating sariling wika sa pagtuon at paghahangad natin na maging tulad o kapantay ng mga naninirahan sa Kanluran. Ngayong Agosto, kahit papano, nawa’y maalala natin ang kultura at kinasanayan ng ating mga ninuno. At sana, hindi ito matapos sa buwang ito lamang–nawa’y mamulat tayo at magpatuloy sa pag-alala sa siksik at naguumapaw na kagandahan ng ating pagkaPilipino: wika, kultura at kasaysayan.

Ang hindi magmahal sa sariling wika ay higit pa sa amoy ng malansang isda.

–Jose Rizal Ang Pambansang Bayani

Pilipino, ika’y maging mapanuri kahit hindi ka nanunuod ng Matang Lawin. Tatlumpu’t isang araw ng pananagalog, maghanda na!