That is the motto of the Filipino nation. God will provide, via OFW mother, sister, brother, son/daughter and Kanos with a generous heart (ok, sucker if you must). Whatever happenned to saving for a rainy day? Standing on your own two feet, study while you got the money or work, save, plan for your future?
Financial planning,….what is that? asks Mr/Mrs/Miss/Ms Pinoy.
My mother’s little provincial town only has a population of 40,000 people. No industry there, most people eke out a living as farmers and fishermen, and whatever they can do to earn a peso. A few were lucky enough to get employed by government departments. .
There is one beauty parlor in the market area, and surprise, surprise, it is heavily patronized by Pinays and ladyboys. I have never seen a race of people so obsessed with their looks. Observe any Pinays in a restaurant and count how many do you see put lipsticks and make ups on immediately after their meals? Surprising still are the “clown faces”, those Pinays putting on white make up, but forgetting that the rest of their bodies are brown!
I am sure that the Filipinas know that their looks are their capital. Shame they don’t think that those looks eventually fade and quite quickly, especially as majority of them don’t have any idea about healthy diet, or too lazy to exercise anyway.
So now we come to the real topic of my story.
I have a house in the city. Most of our neighbors are Pinay/Pinoy couples, but quite a number are Korean or Pinay/Japanese couples. A few are Kano/Pinay couples. Some of the Pinays are married to Japanese or Korean men. A fair number are mere mistresses of Japanese or Koreans. A few are widows to Japanese men who chose to return to the Philippines. A couple are faded Japayukis. The widows and faded Japayukis are supported by their half Japanese children who stayed in Japan. Now, some of you might start asking “why did they not save money while they were young and rolling with money?”. We’ll get to that later….
As usual, the deal is, Korean/Japanese man are married back in their home countries, leaving the Pinays alone for most of the year, which suited the Pinays for as long as the money kept flowing. Do they save these money? Of course not!! They are spent on shopping, parlors, manicures, and facials.
So fast forward 10-20 years, and the once young slim pretty Pinays hit middle aged. More frequent visits to the parlors did nothing to delay aging.
Soon enough, the old Japs started noticing their mistress’ fading looks, the once slim Pinays have now lost their waistline. Japs talked to each of getting new young mistresses, forgetting that some of the Pinays can actually understand Japanese and told each other what their lovers and husbands were planning to do. One Japanese man bluntly told his older mistress that he wanted a new young GF, and he specifically told his middle aged mistress that he wanted her young niece, promising her that he won’t neglect older mistress and their child.
The niece by the way was only 18 years old, and surprise, surprise, agreed to the deal that she’d be the second mistress and with her own apartment.
Now, if I was the 18 year old, no way would I agree to be a mere mistress to some geriatric foreign man, especially after knowing that the now middle aged Aunt had been discarded. I’ll be demanding marriage and citizenship. Although that might be a bit hard since the Japs and Koreans apparently only give citizenship by birth.
But of course, a lot of these women only think of today and worry about tomorrow. Bahala na bukas, for God will provide. So the deal was sealed and young niece is now installed in her own apartment, complete with maid. I told the niece she’d better make sure the maid is not younger and prettier than her!
In the meantime, faced with the uncertainty of their future, some of the soon to be exes, the middle aged wives and mistresses are now scrambling on the internet dating sites, trying to find western men to marry and take care of them.
One of my Aunts is a member of this “bahala na bukas” gang. She herself was married to a Kano who eventually divorced her. She had the opportunity to study while she was married to him, but did not. I asked her and some of these women why they did not study while they were young and had money. “oh, our brain was too rusty to study anything”, “too hard”, “we thought he would stay forever”, was the reply. Ha! “we thought he would stay forever’….. I told them that to depend on another person for their existence is just a bad financial decision, very, very bad. The stock markets don’t work on hopes and prayers. Answer? blank look…..
Some of these Filipinas have children from these foreign men. You can bet your bottom dollar that these children will be raised just like them: Bahala na bukas, God will provide. I just shake my head as they waved me goodbye yelling “don’t forget my pasalubong next time you’re back!” and “find an Aussie for us!”. The hell I will!Published in