everything about this is beautiful, Rachielle. from your dad's declaration when he first saw your mom, to the poems he named after her, to your auntie's "unlock the difficulties," to you diligently working on translating his poem, then to the poem itself! my heart feels warm reading it, thank you for sharing
Thank you! My mom just revealed that the pen name was hers! Papa still wooed her with poems, but he wrote in Ilocano. Now I have to edit the article. I'm glad the article resonated with you.
I love that generation who were avid writers and tellers of stories and poems. My Lolo used to come up with "Tula" on the fly. No technology or apps or AI... Sigh
Oh, this was so precious to read, Rachielle. Thank you for sharing a piece of your family's history with the world!
So, so lovely. It's so interesting how many languages around the world have this distinction between the literary language and what is spoken.
Thank you for commenting. Yes, my dad’s language was quite poetic.
everything about this is beautiful, Rachielle. from your dad's declaration when he first saw your mom, to the poems he named after her, to your auntie's "unlock the difficulties," to you diligently working on translating his poem, then to the poem itself! my heart feels warm reading it, thank you for sharing
Thank you! My mom just revealed that the pen name was hers! Papa still wooed her with poems, but he wrote in Ilocano. Now I have to edit the article. I'm glad the article resonated with you.
I love that generation who were avid writers and tellers of stories and poems. My Lolo used to come up with "Tula" on the fly. No technology or apps or AI... Sigh
In Ilocano, we called Tula Daniw, also on the fly! Thank you for reading!