Filipino Traits Example Novels & Stories

Aimi’s Point of View Kasalukuyan kaming nasa silid-aralan upang makinig sa assignaturang ‘Philippine History’ na tatalakayin ni ma’am Chaiden— nakabalot ang kaniyang mga binti ng isang desenteng palda na bumagay sa kaniyang hubog ng katawan at suot isang kulay puting pump na takong. Ang kaniyang tuwid at maayos na buhok na mala kanela ang kulay ay bumabagay din sa mala-diamond na hugis niyang mukha. Isa ito kung bakit maraming nagkakagusto kaniyang ngunit lagi niya itong winawalang-bahala dahil hindi niya raw priority sa ngayon ang lovelife.

I love Mama! "You are kidding, Ma? I'm sure Bonnie's on cloud nine right now because of your approval," Pearl interrupted. I jokingly glare at her. She just stuck her tongue. Ben snickered. Nice friends! Grrr. We talk much over dinner but only casual topics. Mama's recipes for the night were superb and delicious. It was my favorite Filipino cuisine. She served Pochero, Ginataang hipon, Afritada and Ez favorite, Bicol Express.

"Then, is fishing your only work?" "T-This is...only." He answered. "That's why I have to work hard!" He grinned, showcasing his yellow teeth. His wrinkles were very visible, especially now that he's smiling. His skin was so dark, surely from his work. And I noticed, his wrinkled hands, his palms, were so rough from working so hard. One thing I learned about Filipinos is that they are very hardworking. I can't help but admire him.

I can’t blame him either, because he’s handsome so many people like him and many are attracted to his gentle face. Ocean blue eyes, long pointed nose, square-shaped jaw line, and an undercut hairstyle and specially those hot and red lips of him is taste like an ice cream. He tastes like a daydream. And God! His gens is a half Spanish and a half Filipino !. He looks so gorgeous and expensive. And tell me who fucking woman who wouldn’t be attracted by this man? He’s so handsome and hot as hell. Ofcourse! Its always me !. I swear to God, I wouldn’t allow my self to like or love him. Oh Godness sake never !.

"My name is Ariella Min Michigan. I want you to call me Ms. Minchi. Okay, let us start with our lesson. Anyone from the class explained what you know about Philippine culture and norms? I believe as a history major; you know it well." "The turbulent history of the Philippines has nonetheless circulated with a series of colonizations. Somehow, it is difficult to trace what Filipino culture is because we are an archipelago. The prevalent culture that we can see is that we Filipinos are friendly, resilient, family-oriented, deeply religious, and artistic population," says Julia. "Very good, ms..?" "It's Julia, ma'am." "You may take a seat. Next time behave yourselves. You are a woman behave lik

amiga,” he remarked, “Haven’t you noticed how this girl and you have certain similarities? The hair, the eyes and the nose? Maybe she is your sister?” “What nonsense!” she objected. “Of course we Pilipinos share similarities like other Asians, Chinese, Korean, they all look the same to me.” Afraid he will offend her, Fidelo can only nod in agreement then after a short while he tapped her on her shoulder and mouthed towards the house. Ami looked up and that is when she noticed there were quite a number of people ogling them including Ali who was scowling at Fidelo. She also noticed how dark it suddenly became. “Thank you Fidelo for being such a friend,” she uttered. “ I shall bid you good ni

’ he thought that the Philippines doesn’t have a high ranker fighter that can use pressure control and got amused to the teenage girl who used it without lifting a finger “hoy! Kakampi mo ko! Pakawalan mo to!” (I’m your comrade! You should free me!) living for 3 years in the Phil, they already know how impatient Filipinos can be. He flinched when they saw the girl broke the mans’ neck The pressure got heavier and the girl clenched her hands ‘you! Planned it all!’ it’s unbelievable but the tropical weather becomes cold as the little girl let her frustration out Suddenly, she started running as if death is chasing her

But suddenly she stiffened, and the man's last gaze was almost motionless as he stared at her. "Oh my God, this handsome man is staring so intensely. Have mercy, stop that handsome man. Oh my, my Hero, that's enough, yes, is my immediate answer, eh" Ella said, going crazy in her situation. The man looked like an Englishman, so she answered him in English as well. Based on the appearance of her Superman, he seemed to have mixed blood. First, his appearance was not typical of a Filipino. Second, he was good at English as if it were his mother tongue. Third, his posture and height were also not typical of a Filipino.

Not her pupils, but his color. In human form, he had a typical Filipino macho face. He was extremely handsome, a macho type. His skin was tanned, and his black shiny long wavy hair fluttered whenever he moved. Frankly speaking, she hated a man with long hair so she often avoided Malikul when he showed up with crazy long hair due to laziness.

He is supposed to be a boy. Vian Justine Galani. She’s a Diwata. A nymph, as their current country calls them. She has shoulder-length bob cut hair, a tall and lean figure, and a fair complexion. They traveled from the Philippines because of a call for help of one of their kind. They haven’t tried going back yet. Her father laughed heartily as her mother set the cup of tea on the table beside his chair. She just sighed as Vian was walking back and forth. It’s kinda embarrassing and annoying. They didn’t even check their information.