Monday, September 29, 2014

9 Best Things About Being Filipino-American

Number 10 is that Filipino-Americans are great friends to have. (Shout-out to my buddy, fellow Knight of Columbus Ray Huie!)

I've mentioned before in this blog that I lived for over a year in the Philippines when I was a child, back in 1969-1970. Clark AFB, in Angeles City (about 40 miles northwest of Manila on the big isle of Luzon), was my dad's last station before he retired from the Air Force. I learned the pole dance; and I grew to love chicken adobo, a very simple dish the recipe of which includes quite a bit of — yes, you guessed it — vinegar. By the way, vinegar IS an all-natural, effective household cleaning solvent.

Although there are quite a few Buddhists, Moslems, and  Protestants in the Philippines, it's a predominantly Catholic country, a legacy of Spanish domination. And yet, while many Filipinos have at least a Spanish first name, only a handful of people still speak EspaƱol, and only a little over a million people speak Chavacanos, a collective name for six creole languages that use Spanish words in Austronesian grammars. So I hesitate to call the Philippines a Latin or Hispanic country; it's more an Asian/Polynesian hodgepodge with a Latin brio.

It's been over forty years since I left. I'd love to go back.