If you want to know where country I am from, these are some of facts about Philippines (down there ⬇️)
The Philippines is made up of 7,641 islands. Only 2,000 of these islands are inhabited and nearly 5,000 still unnamed on global maps.
As of writing, the Philippines ranks 13th among the most populous countries in the world. The Philippines is considered the «text capital of the world.» Around 450 million text messages are sent daily by the 35 million mobile users in the country. The Filipino people are basically of Malay stock with a sprinkling of Chinese, American, Spanish and Arab blood.
The bayanihan or spirit of kinship and camaraderie which Filipinos are famous for, are still alive. This is definitely one of the best facts about Philippines that people know about. Before, the Filipino men used to serenade a woman he was courting. Filipinos call their older siblings «ate» for older sisters and «kuya» for older brothers to show respect.
Filipinos love celebrations. In fact, they have a lot of Philippine Festivals where they celebrate town fiestas usually in honor of the patron saint.
Filipinos are probably one of the few, if not the only, English-proficient Oriental people today. About 15% is Muslim and these people can be found in Mindanao. The Philippines has a tropical climate with relatively abundant rainfall and gentle winds. Filipino, which is based on Tagalog, is the national language.
There are about 76 to 78 major language groups, with more than 500 dialects. Filipinos observe the world’s longest Christmas season that’s why it’s dubbed as the «Christmas Capital of the World.» As early as September, Filipinos are already preparing for Christmas.
The jeepney is a mode of transportation that is unique to the Philippines. Every December 31, the Filipinos prepare 12 round fruits for good luck to welcome the New Year.
For how long you trace the path of shooting stars, when you are already a fallen being, not in the mist of heartaches or maze of forever, but in the cocoon of threads and pleads wrapped in infinities rather than butterfly wings.
For how long you will give voice to silence, when you yourself seek refuge of soundless tracts in adversity, and walk on some unheard thoughts and unspoken tales, which are answers to the questions of your inner being.
For how long you will define locution in order to derive meaning out of them when some terms often become meaningless once you redefine it, for how long you will choose to walk on rusty roads and memory lanes when you aren't supposed to greet all the faults that comes along your feets?
Sometimes beliefs exist, sometimes they don't. Sometimes you walk behind them, sometimes they hide behind you, you who has already lost itself in between faded smiles and broken trust, yet you believe in things/ people who makes you believe in yourself first. ~bruisingpen