Filipino Traits Example Novels & Stories

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.

Somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew it was just genetics, but I still wanted to hear him speak in his ridiculous hypnotic voice. “It’s because I have Spanish ancestry from my grandfather. Even though both of my parents are Filipino, they passed down different traits from their families. Sometimes, those traits from earlier generations, like my Spanish grandfather, show up in unexpected ways, like in my appearance. It’s not uncommon for people to have features from different parts of their family, even if they mostly identify with one culture.”

It wasn't just Sean who dazzled with good looks, but also Boss Luis! Yes, I am surrounded by attractive people. What exactly are their races? Are there any connections between the three clans that came to the Philippines, Aeta, Malay, and Indonesian? Then there were the periods when we were occupied by the Spanish, Japanese, and Americans. They are, without a doubt, the result of racial hybridization. How fortunate they are to have such attractive features. However, I am still a Lapu-Lapu racer at heart. A fighter! In any case, it appears that I am. However, the great Datu will most likely reject me at times due to my stupidity. Hehehe. Yes, I admit it, and I apologize. Nobody is perfect.

“He literally told me na marunong naman ako magbasa at sniper ang gamitin namin! Huh, akala niya ata sa isang baril lang ako marunong gumamit!” Jas laughed, throwing her head back. Nakita niya ang kulot sa dulo ng buhok nito na gustong-gusto niya sa buhok ni Jas. She’s half-Filipina and half-American kaya litaw talaga ang ibang lahi nito sa features niya. Her pale skin, tall nose, and slender figure. She’s always admired Jas for being such a beauty, who would have thought they’d be best friends? “’Di ka lang siguro sanay,” pagdepensa nito.

Only I can’t—his eyes on me unnerve me completely. “With my mom half-Filipino, we weren’t good enough to have his name. Because the mafia is filled with racist assholes. Never mind that most people have no idea we’re a quarter Filipino. Carlo did his best to wipe it out of our home—my mom wasn’t allowed to cook Filipino food or speak the language around us.”

Amber Pov I couldn't stop staring at the face of Phil's uncle. I don't understand why he has a bad attitude while Grandpa Fidel, his father, is kind. Aunt Aloha, who also treated me badly at the beginning is now started to treat me nicely while this man in front of me has an untrustworthy face. And the longer I stare at him, I can't seem to see anything in common between him and Grandpa Fidel. Aunt Aloha's eyes and nose look like Grandpa and Phil who is his only grandson also has features obtained from him. But why does Grandpa's eldest son seem to have no features got from him?

I remember that he was foreign in this land everything is new to him and he likes dishes from Italy, Spain, and the US, but he never tried to eat Philippine dishes. I cleared my throat. “These are dishes that we usually eat here in the Philippines. “These are adobong baboy, sinigang na baboy, and dinengdeng,” I said and pointed to those dishes with their corresponding names. “So, what do you like among them?” he asked me. “Sinigang na baboy,” I said to him and he nodded. “Then I want to try,” he said so I nodded. I scoop rice and the dish he wants.

“Hiraya, wake up! Hearing my name is very disappointing. It is not like any other common Filipino name. Having that name makes me an easy target for bullies in school. My mother is a Filipino language teacher. She adores the Filipino language very much. My name means the product of a person’s faith, ideas, and goals. Sometimes I get thanks to her for naming me Hiraya, because I usually don’t have conflicts in getting government documents and identification cards, and I don’t have a problem getting the same name with public offenders and criminals, because my name is very rare and I don’t share the same name with others.

Dianne and Divine were feeling something that couldn't be explained, even though it was visible and tangible to their eyes, but it was still unknown and unfamiliar to them until their parents began to explain and introduce them to the interesting facts they encountered. "By the way, kids, I really want to apologize to all of you because I failed to familiarize you with my native tongue, people's ways, and mindset, and to give you warnings and precautionary measures in dealing with Filipino people. They are friendly, hospitable, kind, and very inclined to beauties like you have.”Daniele mentions adding,

"Do you think that it is correct to answer and retort back to your parents disrespectfully?" Justin asked a moral question for the children to reflect on in their attitudes towards their Values Education subject today. He raised his hand, waiting for someone to answer his question. "I guess, your parents taught you to be respectful. The Philippines are known for their courtesy and family virtues. And every Filipino kid respects the elderly especially the parents who will sustain your needs even if you grew up to be a man or a kid," Justin discussed the statements. He waited again for someone to respond, and now, another kid raised his hand.