siya

 

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she likes seashore naps and the view of everything from the bus window. she likes tiny moments and the small spaces between faces when people talk.

 

sometimes, she wakes up to that odd feeling of being a fallen leaf, an old tree, an azotea or a waitress somewhere-- talking to a taxicab driver about that random song on the radio.

 

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 poetry as visual art

 powets do kick ass

 iPud (ako, too)

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and this. a proof that:

how you see LIFE is how

you actually see YOUR self.


 

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maddening spurt:

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 “The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!”

 

-Jack Kerouac-

 

kapid

11/30/08

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they reflect everything that I was years ago. I was this barrio girl who was Dancer of the Year from a catholic school. if dancing had to be learned by other kids from costly sessions, all i had to do was feel the beat and groove. maybe, Lola was my first one-man audience. though my parents weren’t there to see me grace the stage, I dedicated every performance for them because down there in myyoung heart, they danced, head on shoulder.

when I was in High School, I saw them around mercado publico selling siopao, chicken roll, cheesecakes, baked by their mother. I thought that though we had to go through poverty, I never found my self having to do such, libud. Nanay always asked me to buy from them and told me the story of their home, their tiny dreams, fluttering.

  

 

Their Father and me became friends first. He would speak to me in English and challenge my discreet strategy, argumentum ad hominem. It was their father’s music that I came to know these girls more. On stage, they can do belly dance, break dance, folk dance, interpretative, dance sports and even all those game show dances. On stage, they are the most beautiful, the richest kids. On stage, they hold no sadness and fears. Chin is right. The real poor has pride and does not beg. They can capture hearts because, no debates, they dance like nobody’s watching, nobody’s going to criticize. Founding SINGGIT is something I won’t let anyone take away, not because of “ah-she-is-so-saintly” but because I am sharing the same circle with young individuals who know how to live well.

 

Myra and Syra are happy people. It’s known to many that they bear the scars under the roof of their home, but every conversation I have with them, talking about their Father and his choices proved me that there are still hearts that can forgive. That human beings can understand and can dream on when assassins kill tiny dreams cause by domestic warfare and the thieves of years.

“Lipay kami ya nang. Indi man importante ang kwarta para mapamaayo ang imo talento.”

 

Well, yes, it is an advantage to be talented and rich all at the same time, but hearing the girls make me fold my own years of journey and smile.

 

For like them, like me and other born dancers, all you need to do is just dance. yes, dance.

and the world will stop, one moment, and watch you.

 

 

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more singgit members features in the coming days ♥

 

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Previous Comments

I was right when I bookmarked patadyong. I am amazed and inspired now. :)

Posted by M at November 30, 2008, 7:20 pm

nanimbawt ako balahibo reading:

.. all you need to do is just dance… and the world will stop, one moment, and watch you.

Posted by kimay at November 30, 2008, 8:15 pm

this singgit group, is this like a youth org that you formed for your community’s kids? something like sk, perhaps?

and if i may ask, how old are you already?
i’m not sure if you’re within my age bracket but whaddaheck, poetry transcends the boundaries of time and age, i guess. you remind me of a college friend who’s also incredibly good with verses. keep breathing living lines! :D

Posted by lio loco at November 30, 2008, 9:37 pm

postscript: it would be much appreciated if you translate everything ilonggo (e.g. your ilonggo replies and posts) in your blog in english or in the vernacular just so your non-ilonngo readers could also relate. thanks! :D

Posted by lio loco at November 30, 2008, 9:41 pm

Pamatay ka sis ba, may garequest na nga tanan ibalhin mo para maintyendehan ya lang. This is so inspiring, I hope more young women is as determined to make a difference like you. Gwapa na, responsable pa :)

Posted by blu at December 1, 2008, 6:57 am

na tats ko chai. grabe, speechless na naman ko. id love to know more about these talented kids you hold dear to you heart. :)

Posted by Kaith at December 1, 2008, 11:51 am

Pamatay ka sis ba, may garequest na nga tanan ibalhin mo para maintyendehan ya lang. >>> haha. this one i understand. sorry. guess i have to learn hiligaynon by hook or by crook. the picture on the upper left hand corner, is that you? she’s beautiful. like the poetry you weave. :D

Posted by lio loco at December 2, 2008, 2:48 am

hi tin,
wala akong masabi kundi “WOW” iba ka talaga!

Posted by eli at December 2, 2008, 9:48 am

haha. peace lio :) sis, ngaa ginkakas mo tagboard?

Posted by blu at December 2, 2008, 6:09 pm

@M: may i know your real name? no idea kung kinsa/sin-o ka :)

@kimay: yes.

Posted by modernpatadyong at December 2, 2008, 7:37 pm

@kimay: yes and some hearts. (pasaylo oi nabuang na akong comment publishing)

Posted by modernpatadyong at December 2, 2008, 7:38 pm

@lio: hehe. did u really understand? :D forgive blu. haha. i will translate each hiligaynon line if you bribe me with any ethnic instrument ;)

Posted by modernpatadyong at December 2, 2008, 7:41 pm

@blu: buang ka gid ya manong. bunggo ta gid ka da :D sa responsable, medyo lang. sa gwapa, haha… daw kabudlay na nga storya da. ;) pero salamat sa pag apresyar.
@kaith: daw indi halata sa akong pagkasunoy no? :D sige, more stories sang members diri sa akon payag madame ah :)

Posted by modernpatadyong at December 2, 2008, 7:45 pm

@lio: oh i forgot… if i could be as beautiful as my poetry, that’s the day i’d put up something that would be tagged as Vicky Belo’s downfall. ;) kidding aside, thanks :)

Posted by modernpatadyong at December 2, 2008, 7:48 pm

@eli: maraming salamat. ako ay isang tuldok lang :)
@blu: kay ka mga sabad sa inyo :P

Posted by modernpatadyong at December 2, 2008, 7:48 pm