The Tale of Tungkung Langit and Alunsina

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Once upon a time when the earth was but a shapeless, formless void appeared the god called Tungkung Langit (“ Pillar of Heaven”) and the virgin goddess of the eastern skies, Alunsina (“ The Unmarried One”).
The old Visayan folklore states that Tungkung Langit fell in love with Alunsina. After he had courted her for many years, they married and made their home in the highest part of heaven. There the water was always warm and the breeze was forever cool, not a bad weather was in sight, and the couple was happy. In this place in the heavens, order and regularity began.

Tungkung Langit was a loving, hard-working god. He wanted to impose order over the confused world. He decided to arrange the world so that the heavenly bodies would move regularly. On the other hand, Alunsina was a lazy, jealous, selfish goddess. She sat at the window of their home all day doing nothing but brush her long beautiful hair. Sometimes she would leave her home, sit down by a pool near the door, and comb her long, jet-black hair all day long. One day Tungkung Langit told his wife that he would be away for some time. He said he must make time go on smoothly and arrange everything in the world and did not return for a long time. Alunsina thought he was off to see a lover, so she summoned the breeze to spy on Tungkung Langit. Tungkung Langit caught the spying breeze and he became very angry with Alunsina. After he returned home, he told her that it was ungodly of her to be jealous since there were no other gods in the world except the two of them.
Alunsina resented this reproach, and they quarreled all day. In his anger, Tungkung Langit drove his wife away. And with that, Alunsina suddenly disappeared, without a word or a trace to where she went. A few days passed, Tungkung Langit felt very lonely and longed for his wife. He realized that he should not have lost his temper. But it was too late, Alunsina is gone.  Their home which was once vibrant with Alunsina’s sweet voice, his home became cold and desolate. In the morning when he woke up, he would find himself alone. In the afternoon when he came home, he would feel loneliness creeping deep within him.

For months Tungkung Langit lived in utter desolation. Try as he did he could not find Alunsina. And so in his desperation, he decided to do something to forget his sorrow and win back his wife’s favor. So he came down to earth and planted trees and flowers that she may notice it, but she still didn’t come home. Then in desperation, he took his wife’s jewels and scattered them in the sky. He hoped that when Alunsina should see them she might be induced to return home.
Alunsina’s necklace became the stars, her comb the moon, and her crown the sun. But in spite of all his efforts, Alunsina did not return home. Until now, as the story goes, Tungkung Langit lives alone in his palace in the skies and sometimes, he would cry out for Alunsina and his tears would fall down upon the earth as rain and his loud voice, calling out for his wife, was believed to be the thunder during storms, begging for her to come back to their heavenly palace once more.

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Trust is the reason why relationships work. The story of Tungkung Langit and Alusina did not show any of that. Alunsina never trusted Tungkung Langit in the first place that is why it ended that way. Trust is the most important thing in a  relationship, not only in a romantic relationship but also relationships between parents, siblings and close friends. Reading this selection, it personally reminded me how I should value the trust my parents are giving me. I have seen in the past how my parents became so disappointed because one of my siblings did something that broke their trust. Forgiveness is hard to give yet trusting that person again is the hardest. Trust is not easily given, it is earned and we need to value them especially when its from the people we love.

Another thing I learned from this selection is we have to control our temper. Tungkung Langit was so furious with Alunsina that he spoke mean things and drove her away. We should do things not by what we feel at the moment esp Anger, because we will just make an impulsive and bad decision that we will regret later. Too much anger can push people away and it can hurt them. And I remember,I have mastered the art of not saying anything when I’m angry because it will prevent me from doing things that I’ll  definitely regret later.

The Legend of Maria Makiling

 

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The Legend of Maria Makiling

Mariang Makiling is said to be the mysterious fairy guarding Mount Makiling. No one knows how old she is. It is believed she is as old as the mountain itself. The very few people who have seen her wandering around the thick forest of Makiling say she is tall and graceful, with brown skin, deep black eyes, and hair almost touching the ground. Deer hunters have seen her standing on the edge of a cliff on moonlit nights, with her long hair floating in the air and her singing echoing throughout the deep valleys.

Mariang Makiling likes to appear after a storm. She strolls around the woods to straighten broken trunks, replace nests on the branches of trees, mend the wings of butterflies, and clear the streams of fallen twigs and logs. As she walks around, all signs of the storm disappear; roses and orchids bloom, birds chirp with glee, and deer run around once again.

Mariang Makiling is also known to have a good heart. She would appear as a young girl to help old women gather firewood. She would then slip gold nuggets, coins, and jewels into their bundles of wood. She would also invite tired hunters to her home where she will serve them a warm meal and cold drinks. She often gives them a small parting gift of ginger, which hunters discover to have turned into gold when they arrive home.

Many of those who were granted Mariang Makiling’s generosity knows well how to repay her kindness. They thus leave on the grounds of Mount Makiling a hen that is less than one year old and with feathers as white as milk. White hens are her favourite treats.

Mariang Makiling has often appeared as an old woman begging for food from hunters. She does this to test their kindness to those in need. People who refuse to help her are chased away from the forest with the sound of howling monsters hiding in the shadows of the woods.

As time went by people saw less of Mariang Makiling. She no longer appears to people to bring them gifts of gold and jewels. Hunters have no one to turn to when they are hungry and thirsty.

Many blame Mariang Makiling’s disappearance from the forest on the people who do not return her generosity. Others say that the cutting of trees and excessive hunting of wild animals have greatly disappointed Mariang Makiling that she refuses to come out anymore. But the tale of the mysterious fairy of Mount Makiling lives on.
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The admirable character and graciousness of Maria Makiling is what a Filipina should possess. The story of Maria Makiling showed me that in everything we do, we should do it with kindness and at the same time appreciate people who shows us kindness. Sometimes we take people for granted, just like the people who never return Maria Makiling’s generosity. They never appreciated Maria’s good deeds for them and  it made Maria detached herself from them. Of course, we all wanted our efforts to be appreciated and noticed yet one thing I also learned from this, is that we should give our all even if it goes unnoticed because just like in the saying, “No act of kindness, no matter how small is never wasted, it always returns.”.

BE THE PERSON THAT MAKE OTHERS FEEL SPECIAL. BE KNOWN FOR YOUR KINDNESS AND GRACE.

THE CREATION OF THE WORLD by the Bicolanos. ❤️


Thousands and thousands of years ago, there was a time when the space occupied by the universe was vacant. The moon, the sun, the stars, and the earth were conspicuous by their absence. Only the vast expanse of water and the sky above it could be seen. The kingdom of the sky was under the rule of the great god Languit, while the water was under the sovereignty of the god Tubigan.

Languit had a daughter called Dagat, the sea, who became the wife of Paros, the wind , who was the son of Tubigan.

Four children were born to Dagat and Paros, three of whom were boys called Daga, Aldao, and Bulan, and one girl called Bitoon.

Daga, a strong man, possessed a body of rock; Aldao, a jolly fellow, had a body of gold; Bulan, a copper-made man, was a weakling; while the beautiful Bitoon was made of pure silver.

After the death of their father Paros, Daga, being the eldest son, succeeded in control of the winds. Soon after, Dagat, the mother died, leaving her children under the care of the grandparents Languit and Tubigan.

After assuming control of the winds, Daga became arrogant and ambitious, desiring to gain more power, so he induced his younger brothers to attack the kingdom of Languit. At first they refused; at Daga’s anger, Bulan and Aldao were constrained to join him in his plot.

Preparations were made and when everything was ready, they set out on their expedition and began to attack the gates of the sky. Failing to open the gates, Daga let loose the winds in all directions so that the gate was destroyed and the brothers succeeded in gaining entrance. But they were met by the enraged Languit who set out three bolts of lightning after them. All of them were struck by lightning. The copper body of Bulan melted into a ball; so also was the golden body of Aldao. Daga’s body fell into the sea and became what is now the earth.

Their sister Bitoon, on discovering the absence of her brothers, went out to look for them. But upon meeting the enraged god Languit, Bitoon was also struck by another bolt of lightning which broke her body into many pieces.

Then Languit descended from the sky and called Tubigan and accused him of helping their grandsons in their attack on his kingdom. But Tubigan defended himself saying he had no knowledge about the attack for he was asleep far down into the sea. Tubigan succeeded in pacifying Languit and the two regretted and wept over the loss of their grandchildren. Since they could not revive them, they gave each body a light.

Tubigan then planted a seed which grew into a bamboo tree. From one of its branches came a man and a woman, who became the first parents of the human race. Three children were born to them. One called Maisog invented a fish trap. One day he caught such a very big and grotesque looking whale that he thought it was a god, so he ordered his people to worship it. The people gathered around and began to pray; but no sooner they had begun, when gods from the sky appeared and commanded Maisog to throw the whale to the water and worship no one but the gods. But Maisog was not afraid and defied the gods. Languit, the king of the sky, struck Maisog with lightning and stunned him. Then he scattered the people over the earth as a punishment. In this way the earth was peopled.

Maisog’s body was blackened by the lightning and all his descendants are black. But Maisog’s son was carried to the north and became the parent of the white people. His other children were brought to the south where the sun was hot and it scorched their bodies so that all their people were of brown color. The other people were carried to the east where they had to feed on clay due to scarcity of food. Because of this diet, their descendants were of yellow color.

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Be content with what you have, rejoice in the way things are. When you realize there is nothing lacking, the whole world belongs to you-Lao Tzu

Daga became so ambitious and arrogant that he desired for more power and in the end nothing good came out of it. I can say , we see a lot of Daga of today, like some politicians who run for a position but don’t really have the love for serving people, they just want to have power and position, and people are the one who is suffering because of that. Just like in the story,Daga’s siblings paid the consequences and died in the end. It’s sad to think that the mindset of some people is just to be powerful and nothing else. 

It also taught me that we have to be content with what we have right now and learn to treasure it. It’s not bad to aim for more but happiness and contentment is not having all things but appreciating what you have right now in this life. 💜

The Legend Of Mt. Mayon: Bicolanos Version of Romeo and Juliet. 💜

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The legend tells the story of the most beautiful maiden named Daragang Magayon in Bikolandia or Kabikolan, long before the separation of the Philippines to mainland Asia. During those times, it is prohibited for a maiden to marry a man living outside the Kabikulan. Though Daragang Magayon had a native and rich but selfish suitor named Paratuga, she fell in love with a stranger, a Tagalog, named Panganoron.

One night, she told her father Tiong Makusog about her love affair with the stranger and though it is prohibited and it hurts the father’s heart to know that his only daughter is in love with a stranger he still told her that he will find the best way to fulfill the wish of his daughter. Unfortunately, Paratuga kidnapped Tiong Makusog and demanded Daragang Makusog to marry him in exchange of the life of his father. When Daragang Makusog learned about this, she hurriedly went to the house of Paratuga and agreed to marry him.

Then the date of the marriage is announced. When the news finally reached Panganoron he planned to save the girl he loves and decide to throw a war against Paratuga. The war happened on the day of the wedding and there Daragang Magayon was killed with a stray arrow and when Panganoron is holding the weak body of the beloved, he was attacked from behind. Both of them were killed.

Tiong Makusog buried his daughter along with all her belongings including the bride price given by Paratuga. The inhabitants of the land were surprised to the grave of Daragang Magayon into a hill. Also at the top of that hill were clouds that busrt out rain. And at night the people experience thundering noises of rolling stones and earthquakes. The hill kept growing and growing. Today, it is now known as The Mayon Volcano, deriving its name from “Magayon” and the name of the town Daraga is derived from Daragang.

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We can say that the Legend of Mt. Mayon has become a part of the people living in Albay. Honestly, which is embarrassing ✌🏼️ this would be my first time reading the full story of The Legend of Mt. Mayon and I can say I consider this as the Bicolanos Version of Romeo and Juliet . What an amazing and tragic story this is. I admire the creativity and how romantic and captivating the story of the Legend of Mt. Mayon is.

Things I learned from the characters of this legend.

Daragang magayon and Panganoron:

Happiness is a choice. And sometimes happiness comes with sacrifice. If we want to achieve that happiness, we have to choose and sometimes it will lead us make sacrifices. I believe that if you want to be happy, you have to give something, you have to be brave in choosing what’s best for you even though we may not know what will be the result is, at least you tried everything  and in the end it may  be worth it and sometimes its not. That’s  life. It’s a matter of choice.
Itong Makusog:

Also, The part in the story that touched my heart is when Daragang Magayon told her father that she is inlove with a stranger which is a big NO-NO yet his father fulfilled her wishes.  It shows the love of a father to her daughter or the love of parents to their children. Sometimes we make bad and impulsive  decisions yet our parents accepted us, forgave us and did not judge us but love us more. We may never understand our parents and the things they do but they will always know what’s best for us. We have to love them, accept them and forgive them and appreciate them also.

Paratuga:

Nothing good comes from selfishness.

“You will sow what you reap. ”

You can’t also force someone to love you. True love means you are willing to let go of the person you love and let them be happy. 💕

These are only the things I think I can relate personally and how the characters and their personalities spoke to me in the story. ❤️

The Great Flood

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The Great Flood(Tinggian)

“The story of the great flood, like the origin myth, is a basic motif in oral tradition. The Tinguian have their own version of the flood, which in this case also functions as a myth of the origin of human beings. It is said that one day, the god-hero and Tinguian warrior Apo-ni-Tolau went down to the lowlands until he reached the sea. Fascinated by the vast waters, he built himself a raft made of rattan, and rowed out until he reached the edge of the world where the sea and sky met. There he saw a towering rock, which was the place of the sea-god, Tau-mari-u. The place was guarded by nine beautiful women who were the daugters of the seaweeds. Angered by the playfulness of the maidens who lured him into the sea-god’s place, the Tinguian warrior threw his magic hook and caught the youngest and loveliest maiden, whose name was Humitau. The woman screamed and struggled until she was weakened by the hook’s magic oil. Apo-ni-Tolau carried her to his raft, then escaped. Hearing the abduction, Tau-mari-u was enraged, and called right away for the waves and the tunas to rescue Humitau from the brash Tinguian. Apo-ni-Tolau cried out for help to his mother, Lang-an of Kadalayapan, the lady of the wind and rain. The goddess sent down strong winds to hurl back the waves and the tunas of Tau-mari-u, and pull her son’s raft ashore. Angrier now, Tau-mari-u called a meeting of the gods and spirit of the seas and the oceans, and they all agreed to punish the land dwellers for what the Tinguian god had done. Learning of the plan, Lang-an instructed her son to go up the highest mountain in the Cordillera with his household, to escape the great flood that was soon to come. And when it came, the flood filled up the valleys and plains, destroying crops and killing work animals. Then the floodwater surged up the mountain where Apo-ni-Tolau, his wife Humitau, who had lost her powers as a sea diwata (spirit) because she tasted her husband’s mountain food, cried out to Tau-mari-u. Despite his anger, the lord of the sea took pity upon his favorite Humitau, and called back the floodwaters. But he vowed that thenceforth, he would sink boats and drown people in retribution for what Apo-ni-Tolau had done. After the deluge, Apo-ni-Tolau and Humitau came down the mountain, and had children who were to become the first people of the world Make Money Online : http://ow.ly/KNICZ Make Money Online : http://ow.ly/KNICZ

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What I like about reading Myth is that they are stories that may have been real at some points but are considered as too unbelievable yet it gives an impact and it influences and gives people a different perception of the world.

The story of the The Great Flood discusses a lot of topics that are happening in the real world that sometimes we ignore or even take for granted. First, the title itself showed me of how today we are experiencing of such calamities not just in the Philippines but also occurs worldwide. Flood sometimes in stories or myth is considered as punishment for a wrongdoing of a person. And as we relate that in real life, flood happens because of the negligence of people with their responsibility in taking care of the environment. Through that, we should see this us a great reminder for the obligation we have in our environment and be serious and responsible with it.

Second, the story taught me that anger or hatred will lead you nowhere. It will only put us to a worse situation and will make us commit more mistakes.  We should learn how to forgive people who wronged us even though its hard for us and release all this hatred and unforgiveness in our hearts. We should also know to respect people always. We should always have patience for the people we interact everyday and always be kind to them.