“I am a Filipino”

By: Edison B. Buenconsejo

I was raised in foreign land, but flew back and grew in an

extraordinary land … I thought I was different, but such no more
because blood ties in people with extraordinary life … They are
Filipino. And I am a Filipino.
When I was young … nothing comes from head to realize how
days today will be great.
I was taught to where my roots came from, but never have known
Filipino life of some. Now that I am here, I thought I was going to
somewhere else. So odd, so strange that I met people along the
street, never had the chance to greet.
Being young that time is being full of life and vibrant. To found
things new, is like a a day to day adventure, and I see one part of
the amazing land, with majestic view saying “Oh I don’t want to
miss it, too”
But, sometimes, I can see the side of other people where it is sad
and dull, indeed sometimes that makes it colorless, and I don’t
know what to say .. It’s just too painful and never thought there
would be such like it.
I wish I could be a way to bridge them on the next side of the river
where life will see bright future … I wish I could be someone like
that … but I know that will not be easy as I want to.
Having a life where I as a Filipino, I never turned myself to this,
never regret from being like this. Instead, I can see how unique I
was. How unique is being a Filipino. At every struggle, we rise up
again, like it was nothing, because the pride of being one is
indestructible.
They are Filipino. I am a Filipino.