Manila Bulletin pulled out James Soriano's Controversial Article

Amputek, walang balls.

Sabi nga ni Chito Miranda, ang CORNY nyo!

Pero ayos lang, kahit na pull out niyo na, nakakuha pa rin ako ng kopya.

Language, learning, identity, privilege
August 24, 2011, 4:06am
The Manila Bulletin

MANILA, Philippines — English is the language of learning. I’ve known this since before I could go to school. As a toddler, my first study materials were a set of flash cards that my mother used to teach me the English alphabet.

My mother made home conducive to learning English: all my storybooks and coloring books were in English, and so were the cartoons I watched and the music I listened to. She required me to speak English at home. She even hired tutors to help me learn to read and write in English.

In school I learned to think in English. We used English to learn about numbers, equations and variables. With it we learned about observation and inference, the moon and the stars, monsoons and photosynthesis. With it we learned about shapes and colors, about meter and rhythm. I learned about God in English, and I prayed to Him in English.

Filipino, on the other hand, was always the ‘other’ subject — almost a special subject like PE or Home Economics, except that it was graded the same way as Science, Math, Religion, and English. My classmates and I used to complain about Filipino all the time. Filipino was a chore, like washing the dishes; it was not the language of learning. It was the language we used to speak to the people who washed our dishes.

We used to think learning Filipino was important because it was practical: Filipino was the language of the world outside the classroom. It was the language of the streets: it was how you spoke to the tindera when you went to the tindahan, what you used to tell your katulong that you had an utos, and how you texted manong when you needed “sundo na.”

These skills were required to survive in the outside world, because we are forced to relate with the tinderas and the manongs and the katulongs of this world. If we wanted to communicate to these people — or otherwise avoid being mugged on the jeepney — we needed to learn Filipino.

That being said though, I was proud of my proficiency with the language. Filipino was the language I used to speak with my cousins and uncles and grandparents in the province, so I never had much trouble reciting.

It was the reading and writing that was tedious and difficult. I spoke Filipino, but only when I was in a different world like the streets or the province; it did not come naturally to me. English was more natural; I read, wrote and thought in English. And so, in much of the same way that I learned German later on, I learned Filipino in terms of English. In this way I survived Filipino in high school, albeit with too many sentences that had the preposition ‘ay.’

It was really only in university that I began to grasp Filipino in terms of language and not just dialect. Filipino was not merely a peculiar variety of language, derived and continuously borrowing from the English and Spanish alphabets; it was its own system, with its own grammar, semantics, sounds, even symbols.

But more significantly, it was its own way of reading, writing, and thinking. There are ideas and concepts unique to Filipino that can never be translated into another. Try translating bayanihan, tagay, kilig or diskarte.

Only recently have I begun to grasp Filipino as the language of identity: the language of emotion, experience, and even of learning. And with this comes the realization that I do, in fact, smell worse than a malansang isda. My own language is foreign to me: I speak, think, read and write primarily in English. To borrow the terminology of Fr. Bulatao, I am a split-level Filipino.

But perhaps this is not so bad in a society of rotten beef and stinking fish. For while Filipino may be the language of identity, it is the language of the streets. It might have the capacity to be the language of learning, but it is not the language of the learned.

It is neither the language of the classroom and the laboratory, nor the language of the boardroom, the court room, or the operating room. It is not the language of privilege. I may be disconnected from my being Filipino, but with a tongue of privilege I will always have my connections.

So I have my education to thank for making English my mother language.

Controversial nga ito. At matatapang pang mauna magalit yung mga nagsasalita (o nagsusulat) gamit ang English Language samantalang ang mga kagaya ko na nagsusulat sa sariling wika e tahimik lang.

Palawakan ng pang-unawa ang labanan dito. Controversial ang issue dahil Agosto lumabas ang article at Buwan ng Wika ang Agosto. Over-rated ang issue na to. Kibit-balikat na lang.

Gusto ko sana ibigay ang aking 2-cents sa issue gamit ang isang salita: VERNACULAR. By my definition, VERNACULAR is the language or dialect that you use when you think. Para sa akin, Taglish (Filipino) ang vernacular ko. Para ke James Soriano, English ang vernacular niya. Walang basagan ng trip.

Ang naging mali lang siguro dito e na-interpret ng mga mambabasa na James Soriano is speaking for the whole Filipino community. Wala kasing disclaimer e. Mukhang blogpost na hinugot ang article at hindi sinama ang disclaimer sa side bar.

The damage has been done.

Oks lang yan, Atenista ka naman e.

0 responses to “Manila Bulletin pulled out James Soriano's Controversial Article

  1. siguro ang nakakapagpainit lang ng ulo ng karamihan ay ang paraan paano niya sinalaysay ang mga naisin niya. lumabas tuloy na impokrito siya.

    pero sabagay ako din nag-init ang ulo ko sa kanya. kahit ingles ang ginagamit kong lingwahe araw araw sa trabaho, hindi kailanman sumagi sa aking isip na ang pagsasalita ng ingles ang nagpapaangat sa akin kumpara sa iba. hindi sa pagsasalita ng ingles nasusukat ang aking pagkatao…

    wala pa bang hate page sa fb si james? bakit yung kay christopher lao ilang segundo matapos ipalabas sa TV ay umarangkada na agad ang kanyang hate page? 😛

    • inaabangan ko rin ang hate page e. nakita mo na ba yung article netong si James Soriano noong HS days niya? ganun din ang theme.

      talaga atang advocate siya ng ENGLISH IS THE LANGUAGE OF THE LEARNED.

  2. atenista din kaya ako. pero ikinakahiya ko si james soriano. ang good breeding talaga hindi nabibibili. yun lang.

    • ang sarap pakinggan..

      “ang good breeding talaga, hindi nabibili”.

      salamat po sa comment.
      (gets niyo sana na lasalista ako at kailangan ko makipag-away sa atenista paminsan-minsan)

  3. well, i cannot entirely blame everything on the guy coz that’s the way he was brought up by his folks. what i find disagreeable,offending, foul and offensive is about the “kasambahay”. masyadong underrated and OA. inglisero ang anak ko pero inglisan sila ng yaya nya para magkaintindihan sila. i’m proud of all my son’s yayas kasi they were all smart. baka ang akala ng “coño” nyang pamilya e hindi marunong at hindi nakakaintindi ng ingles ang mga kasambahay.

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