Black cats have earned the infamy for carrying bad luck around. A Philippine tale on them is the culprit. The tale begins with a village boy a longtime ago and somehow ends up in common backyards today. There’s a moral in the tale: Black cats will be black cats and boys will be boys.
A lot of people have become dienchanted with religion for various reasons. And these people have been those who sacrificed a lot for their religion’s cause. A myth on Bernardo Carpio tells of a similar story. This myth hints on the one life purpose we should all work at.
The early notion of Filipinos about God was a provider of all peoples’ needs. A myth on this says that God created the world as needs arised. The myth hints that there was no grand overall blueprint that creation followed. The myth says there were only contingency plans for solving problems as they came.
Wisdom is supreme. Numbers may have strength, but fools en mass can only end in disaster. In fact, a Philippine folklore on numbers versus wisdom illustrates the advantage of wisdom over anything else. Such folklores that enthrone strategy over sheer numbers have steered the spirits of ancient Filipino revolutionaries.
Needing money is not the problem, but loving money is. A Philippine folklore on money stewardship reminds readers of the need to use money to serve us, rather than letting it use us to subservience. And there’s one gauge to check this out: just watch how our families have been doing lately with money.
Justice may be blind, but it always makes crime pay. A local myth on why some birds have reddish spots on their chests tells of an almost perfect crime that was condemned and convicted by an unlikely witness. Crime, says the myth, is always an open book.
Lam-ang was a mythical epic hero from the Northern Luzon who allegedly possessed extraordinary strength and wisdom. Lam-ang’s myth is typical of the Northern people’s propensity to take on challenges to the end. Lam-ang’s myth reflects the courage and undying resolve of Ilocanos to to finish a task.
Be careful what we love looking at or we might be entranced to wish to be like it in some way. A myth on how fireflies came to have lights in them says that too much fascination with a star apple tree made them wish to become starflies. And in a certain extent, they did become what the star apple was like.
The scant remaining original residents north of Quezon City can still reminisce tales told them when they were kids by their old folks. The place was said to be breeding ground of unsung heroes in the Katipunan days. A scent of the glorious past still lingers in the modern streets and disrticts of the place, impressed with the preserved original names of localities.
Everything created has a purpose. A Filipino folklore on the sugarcane suggests something similar. Every plant has a use. The folklore on the sugarcane shows that regardless of make or appearance trees have their own usefulness.