(In which I wish to relive my heritage.)
An officemate gaped when she found out that I write on my YA books. I told her that I underline and/or highlight beautiful and philosophical quotes and unfamiliar words and even write down my comments and the definition of the words on the margins.
“Hey, that is not a text book!” she yelled in disbelief.
Looking back, I realize that I don’t read my text books the same way I read the novels and that text books deserve to be read cover to cover too.
After commenting on a blog post about a book on the pre-war Manila, I was enlightened that my recall of Philippine history deteriorated – that is, if I used to recall well. The blogger said that being poor in our history is another sad manifestation of our “self-effacing nature” and it hit me. And now I am thinking of rereading . . . okay, read – Constantino. After that I may have the time to reread (Yes, I’ve read it!) León Ma. Guerrero’s The First Filipino and another Rizal book. (Suggestions about other authors are very welcome.)
The Philippines – A Past Revisited by Renato Constantino
And in celebration of our independence, here’s to all of us!
Aming ligaya na pag may mang-aapi
Ang mamatay nang dahil sa ‘yo.