Kasi ang pamangkin,

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 A BEAUTIFUL ACT OF CONTRITION

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Bayambang: A Town of Miracles

A new page on FB asks, "Bakit ka proud maging Bayambangueño?" (Why are you proud to be Bayambangueño?)

The innocuous-sounding question made me stop for a moment. "Will I approach the query historically, anthropologically/culturally, sociologically, politically, or generally, as in in terms of current events?" 

I've been volunteering nonstop for the town's continuous culture mapping project ever since when, and this means I have handled the first three aspects ad nauseam. 

Part of my creative process is praying to the Holy Spirit for knowledge, wisdom, and understanding because I know I am not as smart and quick-witted as I would like to be. Ang next is sleeping, so I prayerfully slept over the question, so my brain could sort things out while on detox mode. "Maybe I should answer the question differently this time?"

Again, why should I be proud? Should I be, in the first place? 

I didn't even have to go on a silent retreat to search my heart for the answer. Before, the answer would have been a steely and resounding no, for so many reasons. But today, it would be a big fat yes!

I am proud because, if only people had seen what came before, they could easily tell the difference. The word 'leapfrog' comes to mind, when you consider how this town has changed at an unbelievable pace in an unprecedented way. But the word 'miracle,' often associated with religious apparitions and stuff, is even better. 

I am not kidding. I only use hyperbole for comic purposes, not when I am serious.

I can never forget when I came back here from Manila in August of 2016. I was hired by renowed businessman and anthropologist Cezar T. Quiambao as his PIO. I didn't know him from Adam, but I had heard only good words about him. 

The first things I noticed is this: When Mayor Quiambao discovered the amount of the 20% Development Fund earmarked for barangay infrastructure projects, he was so surprised there was even such amount of financial resource. The first thing he did was to order the construction and renovation of core local access roads, farm-to-market roads, covered courts, barangay halls, police precincts, talipapas, stages, and even waiting sheds. A 911-like emergency respose system. A fleet of never-before-seen responder vehicles including aluminum boats. ...Not to mention, on the side, the construction and renovation of chapels and private homes using his personal funds. No one can contest these claims--I was his reporter, and every single one of them was documented and reported on social media and other platforms.

For the first time, residents saw and felt their local government en masse instead of in bits and pieces and here and there--an in an apolitical way too. I have no idea how the municipal engineer at the time managed to survive everything.

Why would a successful Bayambangueño businessman from Indonesia responsible for BOT projects as the Skyway do this? He's not even a politician. What's in it for him? Detractors insist it's all about business, a predatory desire to turn the town into his own business hub for personal gain. This claim has struck me as odd from the get-go. He was already rich long before that, he doesn't need the additional wealth. As far as Maslow (1934) is concerned, he was already on payback mode of self-actualization. Much later, this would be confirmed when I heard him say during a forum, "Hindi naman lahat nabibili ng pera."

But wait, wait, wait. What's wrong with business? With being entrepreneurial? Is it innately evil? Ah could it be that what they were saying is that it is wrong to be a politician and a businessman at the same time. But then there are rules and requirements to abide by when it comes to that.

The perfervid infrastructure development in what was once dirt road country was just the start. Up next were other big projects that would be of great benefit to the pullulating hoi polloi: an air-conditioned events center that doubled as basketball court with tarraflex rubber flooring, a tricycle terminal cum bagaskan, a proper bus terminal, a major renovation of the public market. To tag him as elitist at this point is most puzzling. Quiambao may be rich, but he wasn't born with a silver spoon. He started out small as office runner and even worked on the side as a jeepney driver, for Pete's sake, and his parents were of equally humble station all along: they were public market proprietors.

Not content with infra and with his wife Niña Jose's (yes, the artista) full support, Quimbao sought to change the LGU from within by making institutional adjustments and changes. 

Focusing especially on education, he surprised everyone by donating his annual salary to the Special Education Fund, the fund used for all sorts of educational need and services.

He reconstituted the BAC and set business-level standards and transparency and self-auditing mechanisms using the full benefits of ICT. He created new necessary departments and units, and reconvened and reconstituted dozens of special bodies for participatory governance. He updated the CLUP with the help of world-renowed urban planner Palafox Associates--who would have thought?

Then he launched an ambitious (because multi-dimensional) anti-poverty plan of action and actually acted on it, unprecedented not just in the annals of the town but also in the country. And yet, what would some say about all this? Among other things, that he was a landgrabber! By this time, the accusation was head-shakingly laughable even though it sure hurt, both personally and politically.

Imagine aspiring great, because real, change for your town, and be cut down to being an opportunist pest out to grab other people's real property. How inspiring, right? And yet, even though much aggravated, even perturbed, he bore the cross and thorn of Christ (the original innocent one accused) and trudged on in his fight against poverty even with a heavy heart.

Soon, Quiambao found that local government resources are much limited. He had to resort to personal resources to make things happen beyond humble LGU means. In terms of tourism, Bayambang had almost nothing. He had to contrive or devise something together with wife Niña and tourism officer, Rafael Saygo. It is to Niña's credit that the tallest supported bamboo sculpture in the world was built at record speed in honor of St. Vincnt Ferrer, the patron saint of builders and himself a renowned miracle worker. The area is now a pilgrim magnet and to quote Saygo, "breakfast capital" for vacationers traveling this side of Luzon. At the time, I was, in fact, incredulous, laughing, shaking my head.  

Soon, he would have other previously unthinkable big-ticket projects rising before our eyes. An additional events place (Pavilions I & II at St. Vincent Ferrer Prayer Park), post-harvest complex by AILC. A tertiary hospital named in honor of a beloved departed son, the Julius K. Quiambao Medical and Wellness Center. A proper theme park, the Blue Sky. A new business hub and town center, BYB Metro. And because education is key to stamping out poverty, a new college for underprivileged students, Bayambang Polytechnic College (BPC). I couldn't believe what was happening in my little town. For instance, where would you be able to find anyone willing to shell out P18,000,000 annually to cover the tuition fees of around 1,000 students of BPC?

Dr. Quiambao was noticeably into so many other 'firsts' big and small. He had this habit of pioneering a lot of things just to test new ideas, and he did it: traffic lights, Broadway-level theater production, official anthem, tourism jingle, official social dance, a farmers' app called E-Agro that helps deliver an assortment of farming assistance at one's fingertips...

Still, he was not yet happy with all of these. His dream is to see the town, even the country, reach the level of Hong Kong, Singapore, Japan... To realize a full-blown business zone employing thousands. ...Full-on industrialization that is mindful of the environment. I wonder whether this desire strikes other people negatively as well. Because there are those who claim that his desire for socioeconomic progress is displacing the poor from their own land. Where is the evidence to this claim, which strikes me as odd because CTQ is foremost a philathropist long before he was a politician. He is known to secretly extend an assortment of help to his friends and the needy, including hospitalization, including non-constituents and most especially to kabaleyans who might not even have voted for him (oh, the irony). 

In 2020, he decided not to finish his term, but instead fielded his wife, another non-politician, into the messy world of politics and public service. Of course, tongues kept on wagging, this time about his wife, the unlikely town chief.

Perhaps people were expecting something like those they have grown to love before. This one proved shockingly unorthodox to their taste. They were too unprepared for a stunningly beautiful, statuesque, and glamorous mestiza with her own ways. Kind but not naive; in fact-straight-talking if needed. They often judge her as bratty and fussy--they expected someone matronly and perhaps peasant-like. I mean, what are the odds of her being mayor? Ha-ha! It's already a miracle that someone like Dr. Quiambao would rise as a politician when it didn't even cross his mind. How much more someone like Niña Jose from the showbiz world, who of course would go on to make history as the first female local chief executive? What a ridiculous turn of events in Bayambang's history. But yes, it actually happened. We all saw it with our own eyes. 

And these two miracle workers have just begun.

And yet others have the gall to think they are power-hungry. Frankly, I don't understand a lot of my own people anymore.

I don't understand all that creatively varied accusations and non-stop animosity being thrown at the town's first couple. I am proud of many other things about my town, but in my book, what I am proud the most today as a Bayambangueño is this: the continuous work output of these two instruments of God's love and mercy for His people, everything they have been doing for the sometimes undeserving and ungrateful people of Bayambang.

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 Ten short but "packed" prayers to the Holy Spirit:

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My Mother: My Family's Treasure

(Epigraph: "Losing one's mother is the hardest thing." - J.T.)

My mother Mildred, my family's most valuable treasure, is gone.

I'm supposed to be a writer, but for the longest time, I couldn't bring myself to write about my own mother. I have long stopped writing about personal matters apart from what I volunteer to say about myself. This is because, for me, personal family matters belong to private concerns and should stay there. I am wary of dealing with details that family members might not be comfortable with revealing in public. I am afraid of making erroneous judgments of motives and character and of ending up with inaccurate, incomplete, or unfair versions of stories.

But if this will be of some help to others, and to help us deal with our profound grief and sense of loss in a natural, healthy way, then I will make an exception. If only to honor the memory of the woman who gave birth to me and the rest of my seven siblings (one stillborn), then so be it.

Of course, I have so many things to say about our Nanay, but I will limit them to the most noticeable ones. Foremost of them is that she is my family's most valuable treasure in so many ways, yet one un-acknowledged and under-appreciated. In our culture, there are things in life that are deemed best left unsaid, and one of them is our instinctively deep love and fondness for our mother, the flesh of our flesh, the blood of our blood.

1. My mother was my first teacher. Long before my teachers in school, she was the one who taught me the ABC and love for reading. I grew up knowing how much my mother loved reading, for she had collections of a variety of magazines, from Liwayway to Health & Home, Women's, etc.

2. By word and deed, she taught me and my siblings how to be a good and decent person. She was kind by nature, something that I specially took after. Naging mabait akong tao at may takot sa Diyos dahil sa kanya.

3. She was my family's all-around person in the house. Linis, laba, luto, lahat na. My father Romeo had always been the better cook, so when he died in 2021, my mother had to step in by doing something she wasn't the best at. We as a society often dismiss a housewife or housekeeper, or even senior citizens for that matter, as a non-productive role, a non-job or non-employment status, but economically and sociologically, her role in keeping things together at home is most valuable, financially unquantifiable.

3. Yet my mother was not just a 'homemaker.' She actually directly contributed to the economy by being an MSME proprietor. My mother studied in high school at the Aparri Institute of Technology. Then she took up Dressmaking at a vocational school (can't remember which one) in Manila, but all throughout her life, she occupied herself on the side by being a sari-sari store owner and operator.

Originally from Aparri, Cagayan, it was in Pandacan, Manila where she met my father, an auto mechanic and jeepney driver. Due to life circumstances, they eloped. Ayon sa mga tita ko sa kanyang side (Borromeo, Cabusi, Peralta, Simon -- the Cagayanos I have yet to meet), itinanan ng tatay ko and nanay ko, at malamang, doon na 'ko nabuo.

(Old folks in Bayambang, my father's hometown, keep on saying, "Mayaman ang mga Odon. Maraming lupa." Unfortunately, hindi kami yung side na yun. We were their poorer relations. I am not even familiar with them.)

4. Being an amiable home store operator, my mother was a friend to all. Di ko mabilang ang mga pinautang ng nanay ko sa oras na walang-wala sila. Pag wala nang makain, sa sari-sari ng nanay ko tatakbo. Marami rin sila ng tatay kong tinulungang mga kamag-anak sa panahong walang-wala pa sila. Kahit mahirap ka pala, marami ka pa ring pwedeng matulungan: yung napakaraming mas mahirap pa sa 'yo.

Oftentimes, her kindness was abused, kaya she often got hurt in the process. I learned that mahirap palang maging mabait na tao tulad niya, pero since nature niya ang maging mabait, wala siyang magawa kundi magpakabait.

Because she was a friend to all, halos lahat ng ordinaryong pamilyang tagarito sa sentro ng bayan ng Bayambang, kilala niya at alam niya ang mga family history. Kaya bagay na bagay siya sa trabaho ko sa Municipio as information officer: she is one of my most trusted informants, kasi matagal akong hindi nanirahan sa Bayambang.

5. She's an Ilocano and Ibanag, pero sa tagal niya rito, naging Pangasinense na rin. She was also my constant source of information about the traditional culture of Ilocanos, Ibanags, and Pangasinenses.

6. My mother was a good writer. She wrote well because she wrote straight from the heart. I think I inherited that trait from her as well, at least partly, kasi she's a natural--hindi inaral kundi natural.

7. She also drew well and sang well. At unfortunately, yan ang mga hindi ko namana: ang galing niya sa pagdrawing at ganda ng kanyang pagkanta.

Kahit di siya natapos ng anumang degree sa kolehiyo, she had natural intelligence and was multi-talented.

8. My mother was a health nut, napaka-health-conscious, kaya't masakit sa akin ang nangyari sa kanya. Bigla na lamang nawala dahil sa bad case of stroke, which damaged mismong her brainstem. We always had information sharing, debates and arguments about sugar, resistant starch, collagen, cholesterol -- kung good or bad ba ito, dahil may mga no-carb diet doctors na kumakain ng maraming lechon, sisig, etc. kaya't nakakalito sa aming mga laymen. Laging nagfoforward yan ng mga health tips sa GC naming mag-anak. It strikes me as her way of saying 'I love you' to us, of saying 'I don't want you to suffer pain,' 'I don't want to lose anyone of you.'

9. My mother was always a giver. Of course, she was not perfect. She had some issues na malimit maging cause ng conflict sa amin kasi magkaiba kami ng prinsipyo ukol sa mga pamahiin at iba pang bagay. (She came from a family of Baptists.) But despite our differences in opinion, she was still my mother and I had to respect what she thought.

As everyone can attest, she was, without a question, a good person. For this reason alone, she deserved the best in life. But life, to us, has a way of saying that doing good does not mean it will most assuredly lead you to a good fortune here on earth. God himself didn't promise a rose garden in this life, but assured of it in the life to come. 'Di ko man naibigay ang marangyang buhay sa nanay ko na inaasam ko para sa kanya at sa aming pamilya, I did my best under limited, vastly challenging circumstances because she was most deserving of my love as her firstborn son.

But my foremost prayer to God now is not about material blessings, but for Him to forgive her kung anuman ang mga naging pagkukulang niya sa buhay and to embrace her for us and to welcome her gladly into her eternal home.

Sana mareceive niya sa langit ang lahat ng award, accolade, reward, o recognition na deserve niya ngunit hindi nakuha rito sa lupa.

Like all of those na nakakakilala sa kanya, mamimiss ko ang nanay ko. Ang kanyang maamo at mapagkumbabang mukha, full of gratitude and understanding, ang boses niya at pagkanta, ang kanyang walang katapusang pangaral at paala-ala.

Hindi ko alam kung paano ko imamanage ang siguradong darating na lungkot in case marinig ko bigla ang mga paborito niyang mga kantahin, o matanaw ko lahat ng bagay na associated sa kanya sa bahay.

Mahilig siya sa mga bulaklak at halaman (at sobrang maawain pati sa mga aso at pusa), so I guess lagi ko siyang maaalala sa mga naiwan niya, na ngayon ay ako ang magiging tagapangalaga.

Siguro mamimiss ko rin ang mga munting awayan namin kasi napakaraming pamahiin niyan that alarm me gaya ng maraming Pilipino, even though I know she meant well. Nakakainis din yan minsan kasi laging nakabantay sa aking salt, sugar, oil, at cholesterol intake, at lagi kinokorrect ang aking posture.

Ngunit ang pinakamahalagang mamimiss ko sa kanya ang ay ambag niya sa aming buhay tahanan: ang pag-aaruga at pagpapalaki sa aming lahat na magkakapatid ng buong pagmamahal at halos wala nang itinira para sa kanya. Perpetually overworked yet unpaid, walang kayamanang makakapantay sa kanyang inambag. Even in her last hours, she was devoted to her family doing the most quotidian of chores.

The best we can do now ay suklian ang lahat ng ito sa pamamagitan ng pagiging mabuting tao at mapagmahal na kapatid at anak, kapwa, at mabuting mamamayan. The best payback we can give her now is to be a treasure ourselves to our family, friends, and community.

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Nay, maraming salamat po. Mahal na mahal kita. Hindi kita malilimutan. Patawad po sa lahat ng mga naging pagkukulang ko. Kung ano man ako ngayon, utang ko lahat iyon sa inyo ni Tatay at sa Diyos, kaya ibinabalik ko ang lahat ng papuri at parangal. I promise to love and take care of all my siblings and their children the way you did.

You may be gone now--but only on this plane of existence. With you as a soul, I believe, through faith, that you are now more present than ever in our lives. And that we, you children, have gained a most loving intercessor.

I will see you in heaven (but please not too soon).

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Isa po sanang masigabong palakpakan para sa nanay ko, dahil pang-Miss Universe ang kagandahan ng pagkatao ng nanay ko!

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On behalf of the family, maraming salamat po sa inyong lahat na nagmahal sa aking butihing ina.

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Ngayon pa lang, nagpapasalamat na ako sa lahat ng nagdasal, at lalung-lalo na sa mga espesyal na indibidwal na nagrescue sa nanay ko at nagpa-ospital sa kanya sa oras ng pangangailangan: mga kapitbahay ko: Marivic, Benok, Inciong, Mimay, Ate Nenit, Kenneth (sana wala ako nakalimutan). And most especially to Bayambang District Hospital, my immediate superior Paeng (Dr. Rafael L. Saygo), Sir Cezar T. Quiambao, and Ma'am Niña Jose-Quiambao, and the Julius K. Quiambao Medical and Wellness Center. I don't know how to repay you, but I will find a way. To you I also dedicate this writing.

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 Fire Destroys Sacred Buddhist Hall in Japan that Housed 1,200-year 'Eternal Flame'

A nine-story resort hotel building under construction in Angeles City Pampanga collapsed, trapping at least 21 people, mostly workers, and leaving at least one Malaysian tourist from a nearby lodge dead.

Our part of the world braced for a super El Niño. >>> I wonder if desalination plants could help provide water for the home and the farms.

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 Most Common Mispronunciations among Filipinos

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 100 Ways to Do a Mini-Reset Without Breaking the Bank

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 Message to Graduating Class of 2024: “Mabuti na lang Talaga!”

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I like what Toni said:

“Do not envy anyone, because everything that you see in someone’s life, there was a price that was paid. Again, a price was paid.”

And the older I get, the more I realize how true that is.

Because we envy the outcome, but never the process.

We admire the strength, but ignore the suffering that built it.

We want the glow, but not the darkness they had to survive first.

You see someone finally at peace, but you didn’t see the nights they cried themselves to sleep.

You see success, but not the years of rejection.

You see confidence, but not the battles that shattered them before they learned how to rebuild themselves.

Everyone you envy had to survive something you know nothing about.

So be careful when comparing your life to someone else’s highlight reel.

Because behind every blessing is a story of sacrifice, loss, pain, discipline, heartbreak, or survival.

A price was paid.

Always.

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Little-Known Filipino Plus Points

In his column at the Philippine Daily Inquirer, economist Cielito Habito asks ChatGPT a deceptively simple question: What are Filipinos best at? The answer? We Filipinos are best at being:

1. nurses and caregivers
2. seafarers
3. BPO workers
4. beauty queens
5. shipbuilders
6. social media users

Most of us, Filipinos, already know this. I am surprised the other B's are missing: boxers and billiard players.

At first glance, the article appears to be another patriotic inventory of Filipino strengths. Yet beneath the celebratory tone lies a deeper discomfort. The essay ultimately becomes less a tribute to national achievement and more a meditation on the tragic paradox of Filipino excellence: we are admired worldwide precisely for the labor, creativity, and adaptability that flourish more outside the country than within it.

One of the most striking aspects of the piece is his refusal to settle for shallow nationalism. He acknowledges achievements in nursing, seafaring, BPO work, shipbuilding, and even beauty pageants, but he repeatedly interrupts the celebration with uncomfortable questions. Why are Filipinos globally valued mostly as caregivers, service workers, and labor providers rather than as leaders in science, technology, or industrial innovation? Why do we dominate lower and middle tiers of global labor markets but rarely command the upper echelons of power, ownership, or technological leadership?

This tension gives the essay its emotional weight. The writer seems torn between pride and disappointment. On one hand, Filipino workers are trusted worldwide because of their empathy, resilience, and professionalism. Filipino nurses have become symbols of compassion across hospitals in North America, Europe, and the Middle East. Filipino seafarers keep global trade moving. BPO employees sustain an industry that has become one of the country’s economic pillars. Yet these successes also reveal structural weaknesses at home. Many of our 'best' industries depend on exporting Filipino labor rather than building Filipino industries capable of retaining talent domestically.

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Speaking of industries, I've often read lately that RP missed riding the rapid industrialization train because of faulty national policy. But I am quite skeptical about our having very low to zero score in this field, knowing we have certain little-known industries at home that have thrived through the years.

So following Habito's amusing lead, I too asked ChatGPT to double-check someone else's post that we indeed have some significantly large industries we can claim to be little-known 'pogi' points. ...Industries that employ workers in the thousands or more. Here's the answer, which I tweaked slightly to improve the flow and avoid redundancy, inserted with my own additional thoughts and further research materials from other readings:

"Filipino excellence extends beyond labor export, suggesting that the Filipino talent pool is far broader than traditional narratives imply. The proof lies in the areas of semiconductors, food innovation, game development, fashion, filmmaking, animation, furniture, and other creative arts."

1. One of the least appreciated yet most important industries in the Philippines is the semiconductor and electronics sector. Many Filipinos may not realize that semiconductors account for a huge portion of the country’s exports. The Philippines manufactures components used in smartphones, computers, automobiles, medical devices, and industrial electronics. Major global companies have long operated in Philippine economic zones, especially in Laguna, Cavite, Batangas, and Central Luzon. Filipino engineers, technicians, and factory workers help assemble and test microchips and electronic components that end up in products used worldwide.

2. "The global rise of Jollibee demonstrates that Filipino entrepreneurship and branding can compete internationally while preserving cultural identity." Beyond fast food, Filipino food innovation is also gaining recognition through premium local products: artisanal chocolates from Auro Chocolate; specialty coffee from Benguet, Sagada, and Mindanao; and locally crafted sauces, snacks, and delicacies. Filipino entrepreneurs have learned to blend local flavors with global standards.

3. The Philippines has quietly become an important player in global game development. Studios like Secret 6 have contributed to internationally known AAA video games.

4. Filipino graphic artists and animators also work on projects connected to Marvel, Disney, Netflix, and other global entertainment giants. The country’s strong artistic tradition, combined with increasing technical expertise, has allowed Filipinos to thrive in digital creative industries.

5. "The global recognition of Filipino filmmakers and designers indicates that the country possesses not only technical competence but also a distinct artistic voice." Lav Diaz, Brillante Mendoza, and Kidlat Tahimik are among the most celebrated Filipino filmmakers globally, frequently honored at prestigious festivals like Cannes, Berlin, and Venice. They are joined by internationally recognized names such as Erik Matti, Lino Brocka, and Mike de Leon, who have brought Filipino cinema to a global audience with gritty, artistic, and socially relevant films.

6. Ever heard of top-notch fashion designers Josie Cruz-Natori, Monique Lhuillier, Michael Cinco, Rajo Laurel, Oliver Tolentino, Lulu Tan-Gan, et al.? And fashion models Anna Bayle, Kelsey Merritt, et al.? Meanwhile, indigenous materials like piña, abaca, inabel, and t’nalak are experiencing renewed appreciation both locally and abroad.

7. The Philippines has long been respected for furniture-making and handicrafts, especially in Cebu. Filipino artisans are known for their skill in working with rattan, bamboo, wood, and natural fibers. Many locally made furniture pieces are exported worldwide because of their quality and craftsmanship. This industry combines artistry with sustainability, especially as eco-friendly materials gain popularity globally. Cebuano Kenneth Cobonpue, while primarily known for furniture design, has unique industrial designs that have won international awards and attracted celebrity clients.

8. Let's not forget the entertainment scene, where--against all odds-- Lea Salonga's success in Broadway, West End, and Hollywood opened the door to a long list of equally talented stage actors, film actors, and singers/performers of Filipino descent in America and UK. Lately, who would have thought someone like Arnel Pineda would replace the lead of the band Journey--unbelievable feat, if you ask me.

"These examplars matter because they challenge the long-standing stereotype that the Philippines excels only in labor-intensive or service-oriented fields. Filipino artistry in furniture, indigenous textiles, film, and design shows that our strengths are not merely economic but deeply cultural. In this sense, the Philippines’ greatest resource has always been human creativity."

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Over at his FB wall, LA artist/muralist Eliseo Art Arambulo Silva has listed down everyday items Filipinos have given the world:

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- Manila Paper/Folders: Made from Abaca (Manila hemp). It’s the plant-based reason your tax returns don't fall apart.
- Nata De Coco: Fermented coconut water. The translucent king of bubble tea textures.
- Ube: The purple yam that conquered the world’s dessert menus one "aesthetic" post at a time.
- Patis (Fish Sauce): The liquid salt of the earth. Pure, fermented umami.
- Mang Tomas: A liver-based sauce so good you’ll happily ignore the ingredient list.
- Mango Jerky: Cebu’s dried mangoes—basically fruit candy for people who want to feel healthy.
- Calamansi: A tiny citrus powerhouse that makes lemons look boring and limes look weak.
- Capiz Shells: The original "translucent window." If it’s boho and glows, it’s probably a Philippine mollusk.
- Macapuno: A "mutant" coconut with jelly-like meat. A delicious biological glitch.
- Yo-yo: Perfected by Pedro Flores, who added the looped string so the toy could actually "sleep."
- Jeepneys: WWII scrap metal reimagined as the world’s most flamboyant public transit.
- Adobo: Vinegar, soy sauce, and garlic. It’s not a recipe; it’s a lifestyle.
- Peacock Chair: This wicker throne was originally crafted in Manila's Bilibid Prison. It went from a Filipino handicraft to a 1970s photography staple and the ultimate "boho-chic" home flex.

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Sisig, halo-halo, FMA (Filipino martial arts), Guimaras mango, 'Manila mango,' bottled coconut water, abaca rope, manton de manila (Manila shawl), barong (which inspired guayabera), Maria Clara gown, ylang-ylang, bolo, virgin coconut oil, the use of squid ink, lambanog (which inspired tequila), manila envelope, etc. should be on the list too.

I also remember several lists thrown around in social media enumerating significant inventions by Filipino scientists.

- Eduardo San Juan's lunar rover or moon buggy
- Dado Banatao's 16-bit microchip
- Daniel Dingel's water-powered car prototype
- Gregorio Zara's video phone
- Dr. Fe del Mundo's bamboo incubator
- Maria Orosa's banana ketchup
- Roberto del Rosario's sing-along system (which inspired the karaoke)
- Dr. Abelardo Aguilar's erythromycin
- Marc Loinaz's one-chip video camera
- Francisco Quisumbing's quick ink

The Filipino psychological concept called pakikipagkapwa is also a bright spot, as pointed out by psychologist Katrin Mueller-de Guia.

Despite the quagmire we are in right now, let's remind ourselves that we are not exactly a bunch of completely stupid and utterly self-centered because insecure people yet. We are--and can be--world-class if we want to--even in areas perceived today as our Waterloos or weaknesses, such as manufacturing, industrialization, energy, defense, public infrastructure, pharmaceuticals, and yes, good governance and politics. We have proven it and are continuously proving it, and we can get there if we have the will.

(Illustration: ChatGPT)

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