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If there is a blog I regularly visit, it is Betchay’s. True to her blog’s name, it is very informative about life in Korea… and entertaining.

I read her readers’ reactions and most are amusing. The latest thread is that of More Korean Men Marry Foreign Nationals. It is actually an old post of Betchay but comments from readers keep on pouring in. What amuse me in the comment section are the passionate responses to another reader’s observation.

A comment came up stating that the major reason why most Filipinas marry Koreans is because of poverty back home and financial security here in Korea… with some exceptions, of course. When I first read the comment which elicited passionate responses from other readers, I was taken aback by the rather “arrogant” way of writing. But re-reading the comment, I think the person has a point. If common perception is to be taken in, there is an undeniable truth in the common perception that indeed some pinays marry foreign nationals (not just Koreans!) for financial security. Korea, which happens to be a not just very male-oriented society but a society whose people look at themselves superior over their Asian neighbors, makes this general perception almost an “absolute truth”. No offense to a dear Pinay friend who was a regular panel in the now defunt show “Love in Asia”, the featured love stories always bring out the best in the Korean spouses and the poverty in the home country of the foreign spouses (and the foreign spouses are not just from the Philippines). It is South Korea’s manifestation of extreme nationalism… but they have always been this way.

Our very different culture from Koreans may make it harder for us to understand their very protective sense of nationalism. Have you met a South Korean who make fun of themselves? I haven’t. Have you met a South Korean who is not obsessed with education? I haven’t. These and other traits are their way of putting themselves above everyone else… because this would make them and their country more successful. In contrast, we Filipinos make fun of our own mistakes… which is a healthy way of living:-). Koreans turn to suicide if they can’t face up to their mistakes. 

Back to Pinay spouses of Koreans… I used to share the same perception about Pinays marrying Koreans for financial security. Can anyone blame me for that? I don’t think so. As correctly pointed out, it is the general perception. I once wrote in my other blog that it is the responsibility of the Pinay spouses to elevate themselves from this general perception. And I feel lucky to be friends with some of these Pinays. Hey, they are a lot you can be proud of as kababayans.

I know that it is not easy to rise above the general perception, especially if there are people who live up to this perception. I pointed this out in my other blog when I met another loud Pinay in the Immigraton office in Mokdong. I feel for the smart Pinays who do not fall under this category. Well, this is an everyday challenge. But then again, being pigeon-holed under a general perception does not just happen here in Korea.

My prejudices turned to admiration when I got to meet Pinay spouses of Koreans living here in Korea. See, at the end of the day, who tells you about your self-worth? Do you go with the flow of the general perception? Or, you rise above the general perception and… to heck with those who hold on to their biases.

Kudos to my Pinay friends here in Korea!

If there’s one thing most likeable and noticeable about Koreans, young and old, it is their genuine fascination for babies and toddlers. Indeed, if you are a mother with a baby or toddler in tow, you are almost always given special treatment. Babies and toddlers receive a lot of attention. Needless to say, foreigner babies receive more attention. My son whose eyes is bigger than Korean children almost always receive admiring glances and affectionate exclamation of the Korean word for handsome or cute (no Korean characters in my computer). At one point, he screamed from exhaustion during a trip to the park when two well-meaning photography students kept on following him and taking his pictures. I guess that was just too much for a toddler whose only care in the world is to play and play… and play. On a few other instances, my husband and I received some kind requests if they can take a picture of our son. The most irritatingly funny request happened in a toilet when he was just about 9 or 10 months old and he just got up from the inconvenience of being cleaned up after making poopoo. I bet those high school students didn’t get a decent picture out of his wailing face.

The Koreans’ fascination for babies and toddlers does not just end in their vocal appreciation, albeit over the top at times, for children. The fascination is translated to convenient facilities for mothers and babies. Nursing stations in department stores abound. And so do playrooms. Toilets are equipped with convenience for mothers who have babies. My son’s pediatrician’s clinic has a playroom where toddlers can while away time waiting for their turn. So, you bet, entertainment is not a problem for the moms. It is dragging the toddlers away from the playroom when their turn is called and worse, when it is time to go home. That happens to me ALL the time.

I am writing about this today because I went to see a dermatologist for my winter skin allergy. When we went to the pharmacy just in front of the clinic, my Little Dynamo screamed in delight.

For a few minutes, I was delighted as well. I didn’t have to deal with his boredom. I had to cajole him into going out, though. 

This is the first and only pharmacy I know which has a playroom/play area for kids. The pharmacy does not just cater to kids, of course. It is quite thoughtful of them to make room for the convenience of mothers with their toddlers.


It was a sudden date my husband and I had last Saturday. Little Dynamo was left with his part-time nanny.

Hubby brought me to watch a movie in Myeongdong. I wasn’t so optimistic with the movie as it was Angelina Jolie who lead the cast. Anyway, we watched “Changeling”.

I was silently crying at the end of the movie. I guess, as a mother it was a hearbreaking thought to have lost a son. Then strangers (the police) just push in to your face a boy who is supposed to be your son. Your mind and heart know he isn’t yours but the people around screams that “reality” into your face and tells you that you want to escape responsibility by denying that he isn’t yours. Oh… I’m getting ahead with the story.

Cristine Collins (played by Angelina Jolie) is a single working mother living alone with her 9-year old son, Walter. One particular day when she promised to watch a movie with Walter, she was called to work. She works as a supervisor and is due for promotion in the telephone company. She went home finding her son gone and was forced to wait until after the 24th hour when the police can eventually look into her case. The Los Angeles Police Department (LAPD) which has a very diminished trust rating among its constituents had to force Christine Collins to accept a boy to be her son. Even with evidences to the contrary, the LAPD Captain was angered with Christine’s “disturbing behaviour” as she was trying to ask them for further help to locate her lost son. She was, according to the captain “escorted, not thrown” into the city’s mental hosptial. She was classified under “Code 12″ together with the other women who made police work difficult for the LAPD.

I woudn’t want to imagine where or what would have become of Christine Collins if it was not because of the Prysbeterian minister who got her case into his church and his radio show. He saved her from further torture in the mental hospital and helped in securing legal aid.

The Chief of Police and the LAPD captain were eventually removed following the result of the trial. The “Chicken Coop Murders” in Wineville, California was discovered and Walter Collins was presumed one of the dead. Still, Christine never gave up hope of finding her son. Even in real life, Walter Collins was not known to have been seen alive.

Angelina Jolie is a very strong and emotionally controlled Christine Collins. I think I cried too much because I didn’t see her emotionally drained but I can feel her emotionally drained yet she has an eternally hopeful stance about finding her son. No one in the cinema immediately moved to go out after the movie has ended. I guess, like me, the others were also finding a way to dry their eyes discreetly.

Vulnerability of children is a very frightening thought and is an unchanged reality from 1928 (Walter Collins) and even more so at the present. The conflict in work schedule and motherhood knows no era. I wonder, how many times would it have played in Christine Collins’ mind if she had the capacity to refuse to report for work on that fateful day in 1928? Walter Collins would not have been gone. Ahhhh… the emotional struggles of women. This is one aspect which will never have a satisfying resolution… at the end of the day, any woman would have to choose which is more important… kudos to those who can have the best of both worlds.

Just before the holidays, a package arrived from my husband’s company.

It was packaged in a wooden box:

        

Hubby and I are not wine people but we always have a bottle or two in the house so that each time we feel having one on the dinner table, we could easily have a toast.

The package above is a welcome gift:-)

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Hubby: Anak, come here. Dadddy has something to tell you.

Little Dynamo: (on Daddy’s lap)

Hubby: When you wake tomorrow morning, Daddy will not be with you. Daddy is going on a business trip, okay?

Little Dynamo: (nodding his head)

Hubby: While Daddy is out, you are the man of the house. You are going to take care of Mommy, okay?

Little Dynamo: Yes.

Hubby: So, who is going to be the man of the house?

Little Dynamo: (saying his name)

Hubby: Who are you going to take care?

Little Dynamo: Mommy.

 

5 days, 5 nights. Sunday will be filled with hugs and kisses.

The first time I saw my father-in-law’s newly-renovated garage, I thought it was very practical. The roof was designed to be a storage-room so everything was really neat down. Practical and smart, actually.

I didn’t think that practical and smart could be practical, smart AND stylish at the same time. Take a look at Car Guy Garage. They could actually make your garage into a stylishly practical room… with accessories you can choose from. My personal favorite accessory is the very manly Tool Box Refrigerator. It has a red exterior, which happens to be my favorite color. To make the garage more color coordinated, you can actually choose from any of these red metal garage cabinets.

Of course, there are many colors and styles available to choose from. In fact, they have everything that you could possibly need in a garage storage room, perhaps more.

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“Viva Sr. Sto. Nino!”

That is what Ilonggos are shouting today on the streets of Iloilo. Today is the highlight of the annual Dinagyang Festival. The Dinagyang Festival draws thousands of tourists, local and foreign, every year since I can remember. Google helps a lot in facts we mostly take for granted. I just learned that Dinagyang was formally started in 1977 when the Marcos government ordered the creation of festivities to honor the Sto. Nino. In Iloilo, the participating groups (called tribes) narrate in their performances the selling of the island of Panay to the Malay settlers by the local Atis.

The tribes wear very colorful and creative costumes. Most participants would even willingly sell their costumes to foreigners during the afternoon “Kasadyahan” or street dancing. You see, some foreigners like to take home souvenirs and they are not contented with the commercialized souvenirs being sold on the streets. They may be thinking that the costumes are more authentic:-) Well, the winning tribe could always ask for a higher price for their costume…

Pictures below were taken when I was in Iloilo last year for the festival. It had been years since I last joined the streets to watch the Dinagyang Festival.

             

It is worthy to note that the Dinagyang Festival was voted as the Best Tourism Event for 2006, 2007 and 2008 by the Associaton of Tourism Officers in the Philippines. I have no knowledge if it continues to hold the honor this year. Iloilo is a good destination to mark in your map and Dinagyang is a good festival to note in your must-see events:-).

By the time I’m writing this, the tribes may have finished their performances and the Kasadyahan or the street dancing is starting. Later this afternoon will be the most anticipated announcement of the winners.

In the meantime, enjoy and have fun!

Last Friday, my husband made the mistake of greeting one of his colleagues with “Happy Chinese New Year!” The colleague replied, “It’s not Chinese New Year. It’s also for the Koreans”.

So there! Happy Lunar New Year, everyone!


I just read this news feature from CNN today. It is about Natalie Dylan’s auction for her virginity, the highest bid now amounts to US$3.8M from a 39-year old Australian man. The report states that the woman has no plans to settle the auction yet. Wanting more, perhaps?

Immediately, “Memoirs of a Geisha” came to mind. Intrigued by the title, I randomly picked the book years ago from Powerbooks. It was years before everyone heard about it when it was made into a movie. I was immediately transfixed I finished the novel in no time. As with any other book any one of us read, there is a part/a scene/an idea which lingers. Aside from Sayuri’s blue-grey eyes, which was made the biggest part of her attraction, it was the cunning orchestration of her mentor, Mameha, for the bidding of her virginity which stayed on me… until today. Geishas in Japan were trained since childhood. As the book showed, they  had to undergo tough training to become a most sought-after geisha by the rich and influential. In Sayuri and Mameha’s case, their virginity was the prize to the highest bidder. Sayuri broke her mentor’s record and she was able to pay off  all her training debts and was adopted by the “Mother” of the geisha house where she was sold as a child.

Do you ever wonder who stands as the victim here? She who sells or he who buys.

The name of the building above is Mapo English Literacy Center.

My Korean friend brought me there to 1) borrow toys for two weeks for free and 2) borrow English books for two weeks for free.

It is a newly-renovated building which houses Mapo’s new English program. The program will be formally opened on January 29, 2009, thus the promo for free rental of toys. I guess, it is not hard for Koreans to set out this kind of programs even with expensive toys for they have an ID system which could easily monitor delinquent borrowers. On the side, some strollers are rented out for free in big department stores upon presenting of the national ID or the Alien Registration Card for foreigners. One time, my friend and I just left the stroller in the parking basement of  Hyundai Department Store in Sinchon and my friend promptly received a phone call asking why she did not return the stroller in the lobby:-)

The toy rental is at the second floor of the building. I got two for my Little Dynamo wich I am to return on February 5, 2009. It will be 200 won per day per toy if I fail to give it back on time. The center has big toys like cars and bikes for toddlers, too. Pretty good and practical and convenient.

On the third floor, we got into a very cozy library which houses children’s books. An information with an English speaking staff was readily available to answer some of queries:

Mommies and babies could cuddle around while reading.

To make the library more interesting, children could go up a small circular mezzanine and read on their own.

I was curious about the existence of two other rooms labeled as “classrooms”. It turned out, they have programs for children from six years old up to elementary grade. They have an existing program for moms, too. They have one American teacher who is to start teaching on February 3, 2009.

When Koreans set their minds unto something, they really go full blast for it. English is a current national obsession and almost all academic programs are geared to the realization of that obsession.

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