Well I realized i haven't updated this in a very very long time... But thats okay.
So I chose to make this blog with the decision not to talk about my own personal life. Therefore I wont. But for the past few weeks I've found myself exploring my own heritage. And what do you know... May is Asian-Pacific Islander Month.
Lately Filipinos have been popping into my life. From the musicians, to the heroes, to the boxers. It all just seems to come up at once.
From experiencing Northwest FASA Conference, i got to learn a whole load of being Filipino. I dont wanna go too much into it cause it'll take up this whole blog.
On Saturday, May 2, 2009. This was the big fight for Filipinos. This is what makes everyone come together and watch. Manny Pacquiao vs. Ricky Hatton. This is what makes Filipinos proud. This is what makes everyone come together. To watch a Filipino man become a spectical around the world. this is what we want. This is our pride.... is it?
Now. Dont get me wrong, HELL YEAH I'm happy Pacquiao won. and HELL YEAH I'm proud to finally see Filipinos making it big in life!! But on Saturday night, I wasnt one of the Filipinos who gathered around the TV to watch the fight...which really lasted for only 6 mintues.... No. I was in Seattle watching Fil-Night.
Fil-Night is a production put on by the Filipino American Student Association (FASA) at UW Seattle. The play the put on showed the differences between the generations of Filipinos; the relationship of a father and daughter; the struggles of the poor; and of course the all time favorite, romance. Filipinos' love for dance and music were also incorporated into the play. I loved the whole production of Fil-Night. The feeling of knowing a little bit more about you're heritage always is refreshing.
So while everyone on Saturday night was proud of that 2 round fight. I was proud of my friends and family who were all on that stage. My Filipino pride isnt just a boxer who knocked the shit out of his opponent in only TWO rounds. My pride is seeing those I love on stage demonstrating that we haven't forgotten our roots.
What a sentimental blog.
For real though.
Know History, Know Self. No History, No Self.
Asian-Pacific Islander Heritage Month.
Get On It!
Love, Cy
