Filipino Stories Novels & Stories

She asked one question after another, full of worries in her eyes. “I-I'm fine. And my head doesn't hurt." When he told her that he was okay, she calmed down. As Elroy looked at her, he couldn’t help but say to himself that: Indeed, he had found his way here. NOTE: (1) Bahay Kubo - or NIPA HUT in English is a type of stilt house indigenous to the Philippines. It often serves as an icon of Philippine culture.

She asked me in a very shaky voice. “Those comments don't mean anything babe. You are not a slut or a tramp. You are a wonderful person. All those people, the poster, the commenters, they do not know anything about you and if I am being honest, they do not deserve to know you. You are an amazing person, babe.

Her mother said simply he was never coming back. Badette couldn’t have cared less about her father and, if anybody asked, she just told them he had already passed away. Sometimes, when she was feeling playful and wanted to add some shock value, she’d make up a story about her father being in prison. He might as well be for all his missed child support but it was quite common for Filipino fathers to run away from responsibility and just vanish from the face of the earth. Good luck hunting them down and squeezing money out of them. Many single moms were left alone to fend for themselves and their brood.

clarified 61-year-old Valentina Geronimo who mistakenly dialed the agency instead of the orphanage. By the way, it's not a love story. It's something more profound than that. It's... something only we know. _______________________________________ I will be writing this story in honor of my late grandmother, Valentina. The setting and culture are Filipino-based but this will be written in English. I will give definitions as to the Filipino terms I have used. I hope you enjoy and learned something truly meaningful from here. ♡

There was one solitary, big book on a low table between them. "The title of the tale is The Binding of Autumn," he began, his voice an entrancing whisper just in harmony with the shriek of the fire. “It's the tale of a harvest god who offers a mortal woman a choice: one night of absolute freedom for one year of unimaginable riches for her people." He didn't move as his eyes met hers. "The consent is the matter at hand. It must be freely bestowed, not coerced, and whispered three times into the skin of his throat." “Do you have any idea what sort of story you're going to be reading me tonight?”

I felt intrigued by it and couldn't stop myself from reading more. I learned, that in times of calamities and catastrophes, Filipinos always manage to rise above the challenge. Instead of wallowing, they manage to pick themselves up and smile. Learned about how they take pride in their family. To Filipinos, their family come first. Whether you are part of the immediate family or you belong to the third or fourth generation, you are treated as a family member. Sometimes, even the closest of friends are considered family, too. As long as they've taken you as their own, they will go to lengths in protecting you.

dagdag niya. Is that even a good thing? Well, this is Philippines. Theater is something old for this country. Hindi ito katulad ng mga pelikulang inaabangan at pinagpipilahan sa sinehan. At isa pa, after the chaos I made that stained lalo na't Pilipinas 'to? This is something impossible. But not counting on last night's event. Ang daming tao! Iniisip ko palang ulit ay parang susumpungin na ako sa kaba!

That was the last time she heard from her mother, Elizabeth had promised to take her along with her the next time she comes to the Philippines but the problem was that she actually didn’t come back. Her grandmother- who she lived with, made up a lot of stories to explain why Elizabeth didn’t make do of her promise, she was a quite old woman, she couldn’t keep up and so her stories were never accurate, she had different stories for the different times Fiona asked of her mother. She’s all grown up now and she made up her made to come back and find out for herself the real reason Elizabeth didn’t come back, or if one of the numerous excuses Lola (Grandmother in Tagalog) gave was true.

wika nya habang magsisimula na s'yang magkwento. "Si Avery Allecxiannie ay isang binibini na ipinanganak habang nasa okupasyon pa tayo ng mga Amerikano, ang kaniyang ina ay Filipina na nag-asawa ng isang heneral na Amerikano. Mabait at magandang bata si Avery— siya ang pinakamaganda sa kanilang magkakapatid. Kaya nais s'yang ipagkasundo ng kanyang ama at ina sa katulad nilang Amerikano ngunit hindi s'ya pumayag rito kung kaya't gumawa s'ya ng paraan. Kumuha s'ya ng isang Pilipinong lalake noon upang magpanggap na kaniyang nobyo pero hindi pa rin pumayag ang kanyang magulang, hanggang sa abutan sila ng WWII at nagsimula ang mga hapon na sakupin ang Pilipinas." Isang malalim na buntong hininga

Minsan ay nagbibisekleta lamang siya. Hindi ko iyon tinatanggihan. I want us closer than before. I want us to have something more than what we have before. I was conscious about what was happening at first. Hindi mawala-wala ang iba't-ibang kuwento mula sa mga tao. They'd make stories and spread it around like a virus. Other people would believe while some people have their own versions of us. It just gets worse and worse. They see us the way how we were in their minds and not what we really were. At kung ano ang ipininta nila sa amin, iyon ang ipipresinta nila sa iba pang tao. Making bad stories against other people was a never-ending saga.