Ethnolinguistic Group In The Philippines Novels & Stories

paliwanag nito. Kriesha was surprised to hear na marunong palang mag tagalog ang lalakeng kausap niya kani-kanina lang. "Marunong kang mag tagalog?" Nilingon ni Chance si Kriesha at matamis itong nginitian. "Yep! I'm half Filipino and currently residing in the Philippines. Sorry, did I surprise you?" Napatango-tango si Kriesha saka bahagyang napa-arko ng kaniyang kilay. "Kaunti. Hindi kasi halata na kalahating pinoy ka." wika niya at nagkibit-balikat.

Pareho kaming natawa ni Zane sa sinabi ni Chevy habang nakasimangot na akala mo nasa harapan namin ang language na hirap na hirap siya. “That’s why I'm here in the Philippines and I choose this place, not because of the language but the people that surround us. I'm not saying that Russian people are not kind and nice but based on my experience. I'll forever cherish the people here in our country.” Wika ni Zane. “That's true, pwede naman na vacation lang doon, like what you guys did pero iba pa rin kapag dito sa Pilipinas ka nakatira.” "Sinabi mo pa kaya ayon ang mga anak ko, namiss ang mga kaibigan nila kaya panay doorbell para sabihin na nakarating na sila.” Dagdag niya.

Katunayan ay ang Bhutanese, Spanish at Tagalog ang first official language n'ya bago ang iba. "Khyod n lu ga ci 'bdw smo?" matigas na tanong nito ngunit hindi s'ya nagpasindak sa lalaki. Baka kapag nalaman nito kung sino s'ya ay baka luluhod ito para magmamakaawa sa kan'ya. Ngunit hindi n'ya iyon gagawin dahil hindi s'ya ganong uri ng tao. Hindi s'ya ganon kasama katulad ng nakatira sa loob ng mala-palasyong bahay na nasa harapan n'ya.

"Yes mom, and you said you live in the Philippines. I also want to live there, mom. I've seen on the TV how beautiful the Philippines is. So I want to move there too." "Yes honey. The Philippines is a beautiful country. We can live there for as long as you want, okay?" "Can I also have a friends in Philippines mom? Are they also good to me?" tanong nito. "Of course, you can also make many friends there, honey, as long as you tried to speak tagalog. Kung gusto mo ng magkaroon ng maraming kaibigan sanayin mo na ang pagsasalita ng tagalog upang maiintindihan ka rin ng mga bata doon, okay?" Paliwanag niya sa anak.

That's certain. And if I'm some kind of a package or a kidnapped then, I'm pretty sure my father's men are coming for me. "Do you speak tagalowg?" I asked again and surprisingly he looked at me. "It's a Philippine language." I added. I was waiting for him to answer me but he remained quiet. "I think you're gwapow." I said. When I looked at him, I'm not sure, but I think he's frowning. "Gwapow pero masowngit." I smiled.

At sa accent nito ay inisip niyang English lang ang salitang alam nito gamitin. “Marunong ako mag-Tagalog syempre…” Napahagikhik si Raffy. “Tagalog kami mag-usap lagi nina Mommy at Daddy.” Nilingon niya ang mga magulang na magkasayaw. “And I grew up in the Philippines with all the people who took care of me were all Filipinos.”

Ngumiti si Ethaniel, malamig at matapang, “Ethaniel Manzano.” Napasinghap ang tatlo. Sa buong Bicol, sino ang hindi nakakakilala sa pangalang ‘yon? Presidente ng Manzano Group, pinakamakapangyarihan sa buong siyudad. Tahimik, mailap sa media, pero ngayon, kaharap nila, bata, guwapo, at makapangyarihan. Namula lalo si Giselle. Bumilis ang tibok ng puso. Ito na ang pagkakataon ko... Akala niya ako ang babae kagabi, edi ako na nga!

Kung nakita ito ni Eliana, alam na niya ang katotohanan. Tinawag kong muli si Ethan sa huling pagkakataon. “Tawagan ang mga taong kasama niya, ipasabi mo ang kanilang lokasyon.” Kung mas maaga kong maipaliliwanag at maipauunawa sa kanya, mas puring-puring mabuti. Isinagawa ni Ethan ang tawag. Ang kanyang ekspresyon ay nagsabi sa akin ng alam ko na pakshet na mangyayari.

I have no heart to decline her request. Mommy raised us so close to each other. We're familiar with Filipino customs because of Mom. We know the Filipino language as our nannies were Filipinos. Even though Mom's been here in California for a long time, she still speaks Tagalog, and that's how she talks to Carly and me, mostly when she scolds and reprimands us. We can understand Tagalog, the leading Filipino language, but Carly and I couldn't speak it without sounding stupid because of our accents.

Sabi pa ng nagmamaneho. The driver drove and got us off from the barge and now driving through a normal road, much to my ease. There were a lot of tarpaulins and ads placed on the streets as we drove by, some welcoming the tourists, and some selling vacant resorts. We took a sharp turn to the left, at napansin kong nasa probinsya na kami. "Don't worry, Sir and Maam, the people in this city are basically English speaking mixed Cebuano, another language in the Philippines. But, be careful, not all of them can speak English. Just the majority or so." The driver said.