Here is some weird-ass shit. In Filipino culture, the child of your first cousin is referred to as your niece or your nephew. Imagine my surprise, then, when I met my 30-year old 'niece' with her 3-month old son at my cousin's wedding. In Filipino terms, I'm the kid's grand-uncle. Loopy.
Hanging out with septuagenarians is not as boring as I thought it would be. I probably had as engaging a time yesterday talking with my uncle about his stints as a bodyguard for the former president of the Philippines and as the photographic officer for General Douglas MacArthur during his final tour of Asia in the 1950s, as I've had with any group of people I've met in Los Angeles. Family history is cool.
Hanging out with septuagenarians is not as boring as I thought it would be. I probably had as engaging a time yesterday talking with my uncle about his stints as a bodyguard for the former president of the Philippines and as the photographic officer for General Douglas MacArthur during his final tour of Asia in the 1950s, as I've had with any group of people I've met in Los Angeles. Family history is cool.
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adelina:
i asked my tita about the exact location of quezon city and she said it was more like what you might consider the suburbs rather than the heart of manila. although quezon city is really quite overcrowded to be a real "suburb"...but what do i know about it anyways? i moved from there when i was 4 yrs, not much an age of cognizant ability.
adelina:
went to see Cinderella Man yesterday (finally). i enjoyed it except for the violence, so i sorta closed my eyes for most of the boxing bits.
the film overall was strangely inspirational for me, considering i'm not much of a boxing fan but then you really dont have to be to get carried away with the american sentimentality. and those kids were absolutely adorable, esp the little girl.