Novel & Cerita Philippine Folklore

Gayun na lang ang pagkagulat ni Dexa nang makita ang lalaking naglalagay ng dahon ng saging sa mahabang mesa sa loob ng malaking kubo. “W-What is he doing?” She was in a panic when she pointed to Liam, who enjoyed preparing the food for them. “You haven’t experienced the infamous Filipino boodle fight?” takang anas ni Devance. “What is that?” nagtatanong ang mga mata nito. “My goodness, Sis! It’s a traditional Filipino method of eating with your bare hands.” Devance lectured her, and he mumbled, “That’s what you get for choosing to grow up in a foreign country.”

🎶Let my voice lead you this way I will not lead you astray Trust me as we reach the side Jumping out where men have died Hear my voice beneath the sea Sleeping now so peacefully At the bottom of the sea Sleep for all eternity 🎶 Kanta namin. Wala nang nagawa ang mga taong iyon, para silang inaantok at nanaginip habang dilat ang mga mata. Ngumingiti-ngiti pa sila na parang wala sa ilalim ng tubig. Wala na sila sa kanilang ulirat kung kaya't hindi nila namamalayang pinapasok na ng tubig ang kanilang mga baga.

May nagawa silang masama para isumpa ang angkan namin sa loob ng mahigit 300 na taon. Dian Masalanta Nakaukit sa ibabaw ng marmol na puntod nila at katabi nito ang isang statue ng babaeng buntis na nakahawak sa tiyan nito. "Sino naman siya?" Tanong ko kay Gio. "Hindi mo siya kilala?" "Itatanong ko ba kung kilala ko?" Balik tanong ko sa kanya. Sandaling nanahimik si Gio, ganyan kasi 'yan kapag nasusungitan ko. "Siya ang goddess of love, conception, and childbirth, and the protector of lovers ng Philippine mythology." Sagot nito.

Sa isang abandonadong bodega sa gilid ng lumang pier, umalingawngaw ang tunog ng mga kalansing ng bakal at hampas ng ulan sa bubong. Ang hangin ay malamig, mabigat, at amoy kalawang. Doon, ibinaba si Lorie Philip, ang bulag na tagapagmana ng Philip Empire ngayon ay isang bihag sa isang laro ng kasinungalingan.

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Parang sinususpetyahan niya ako sa pag tingin niya sa 'kin mula ulo hanggang paa. "Remember that there are things that can not be long hidden; Ang araw, buwan, at katotohanan," he reminded me. "You are seeing the truth. I am the truth. That is the tuest truth," I convinced him, at tinuro ko ang akimg sarili Now I just noticed his white mustache. He looks like he is from the character of Ibong Adarna during the Spanish era. This amazing folklore is about love, sacrifice and fantasy. I love to sacrifice my fantasy.

Baka sakaling mawala 'yong nararamdaman niyang sakit. Kahit pa makulimlim na ang paligid at nagbabadya ng pag-ulan hindi pa rin iyon pumigil sakanya para hindi tumuloy. Meron namang mga silong doon, mga kubo na maliliit. Napatingala siya nang pumatak ng marahan ang ulan, parang ambon lang naman na habang palapit siya sa taas ng burol ay lumalakas kaya inilabas niya ang payong at ginamit na.

KAGAYA ng inaasahan, laking tuwa ni Hedeon ng sabihin ko sa kanya na pupunta kami sa probinsya ng ate Nosgel niya at sa mansion ng lolo't lola niya. “I can't wait, mommy. I'm so excited to go there. I want to explore the Philippines and meet new people there. Ate Nosgel said that Filipinos are known for being hospitable and always doing the bayanihan!” Kulang na lang kuminang ang mga mata ng anak ko habang nagsasalita. Ganoon siya ka-excited.

Philippines, is it? Tumingin si Rhett sa kanya kaya nama’y ngumiti lang siya rito at humugot ng malalim na hininga. “Tintanong kasi nila kung saan ipadidiwang ang kaarawan nila. Sinabi kong sa Pinas.” He nodded his head and kissed the top of Rora’s head. “Yes, baby. We’re going to the Philippines to celebrate your birthday.” “Comment appelle-t-on la langue parlée aux Philippines, papa?” muling tanong ng bata. [translation: What do you call the language spoken in the Philippines, Daddy?]