Who Am I: A Tausug [Part 1]
I suppose that it has been long enough since I had posted here. To make up for the lost time, I will write about me - about my tribe and my place, that is. I will tell you a story of what I have known. I lived for sixteen years in Tawi-Tawi until I flew to Iligan to study Accountancy. Sulu has been my second home where I spent most of my vacations.
Let me introduce to you some of the islands in Sulu and Tawi-Tawi:
|Notice the heart-shape in the core of the island?|
|the infamous Bud Bongao for its natural beauty and white monkeys|
|Here's a friendly dude ready to welcome you in Bongao, Tawi-Tawi. He won't bite if you bring him bananas. :)|
However, people are wrong - so wrong. These so-called savages are more than God-fearing - but not human fearing. That makes the difference. For Tausugs, fear is only given to Allah. We fear nothing except Allah. We don't fear death because that is where we are all headed to (we just don't know when).
The funniest thing is, we do not have traffic lights both in Tawi-Tawi and Sulu. Guess what? With tons of the motorists, accidents seldom happen in my place. Well, this is due to the fact that war will not end if you bump someone in the road. *wink* People in my place are more than careful - they are vigilant.
|The warm welcome of Jolo Sulu|
|Infamous Sharief Makhdum Mosque in Tubig Indangan, Simunul|
|The original pillars of the mosque are still preserved.|
- to be continued on the succeeding post. :)
Photos are from flickr.com and manilaoldtimer.net.
Story is by yours truly.