Unlike other nationalities, the Filipino family almost always stays together. We are affectionate and passionate at the same time. When someone reaches 18 years old or something to that number, you are considered an adult and are most of the time expected to be independent. When a foreigner reaches this age, he or she normally moves out of the house and begins his or her life.
Filipino families however, stick together. I am in one of those families. I am 24 years old, still in school, still living at home and am proud to say that i love being at home. I love my parents and my brother and sister.
In a normal Filipino family, it may seem that the father is the head of the family and controls everything; but in truth, the mother controls the family. Children often run to mom when there is trouble, they run to mom for advice and mom takes care of everything.
Remembering an experience from back across the years, i remember when i failed 1st year highschool after the countless promises of teachers that i would make it but didn’t anyway, mom came to me and hugged me. Then as we were walking out of school, one of the higher ranked teachers who also happened to be my adviser and counsellor in school went up to us and said “congratulations Mrs. Dueñas, i heard that Martin did very well!”. I will never forget that day, not only did he say those lines i will never forget the look in my mother’s face, the eyes that stared at him as if boring holes into his very soul made him realize his grave mistake. And just like that he looked away and left. The aura that my mom portrayed was both beautiful and ferocious and is indescribable. Magnificence! My mother has that and will always have that!
Filipino families however, stick together. I am in one of those families. I am 24 years old, still in school, still living at home and am proud to say that i love being at home. I love my parents and my brother and sister.
In a normal Filipino family, it may seem that the father is the head of the family and controls everything; but in truth, the mother controls the family. Children often run to mom when there is trouble, they run to mom for advice and mom takes care of everything.
Remembering an experience from back across the years, i remember when i failed 1st year highschool after the countless promises of teachers that i would make it but didn’t anyway, mom came to me and hugged me. Then as we were walking out of school, one of the higher ranked teachers who also happened to be my adviser and counsellor in school went up to us and said “congratulations Mrs. Dueñas, i heard that Martin did very well!”. I will never forget that day, not only did he say those lines i will never forget the look in my mother’s face, the eyes that stared at him as if boring holes into his very soul made him realize his grave mistake. And just like that he looked away and left. The aura that my mom portrayed was both beautiful and ferocious and is indescribable. Magnificence! My mother has that and will always have that!
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