In a corner of our living room, amidst the noisy screams of machines in my father’s furniture shop at the back of our house, my journey into the world of literature began. It wasn’t through the pages of classic fairy tales or well-known children’s books, but rather within the pages of Filipino literature textbooks that my mother, a high school teacher, used in her classroom.
As a child, I was drawn to books for older students — I was in Grade 3 — each one promising an adventure beyond the mundane. Little did I know that within those pages lay a treasure trove of stories that would ignite my imagination and kindle a lifelong love for literature.
When my mother wasn’t looking, I’d sneak and borrow her books in Panitikang Pilipino and I’d read them like they were my part of homework. One of my fondest memories is of sitting cross-legged on the floor, enthralled by the tales of ancient folklore and mythology that echoed through our home. From the epic adventures of Lam-ang to the poignant poetry of Jose Rizal, each story would later leave an indelible mark on my young mind, shaping my understanding of identity, morality, and the human experience.
Beyond mere entertainment, these literary works served as windows into the soul of the Filipino people, offering glimpses of their triumphs, struggles, and aspirations. I learned to appreciate the beauty of my native language and the richness of its literary tradition.
My first exposure to Filipino literature was not just an academic exercise; it was a formative experience that nurtured my curiosity and empathy. As I grew older, my fascination with literature only deepened, leading me to explore works from various corners of the globe. Yet, amidst the vast array of literary masterpieces, it is the humble Filipino literature books of my childhood that hold a special place in my heart. They are more than just textbooks; they are portals to a world of imagination and wonder, lovingly curated by a mother’s passion for education.
In retrospect, I am grateful for the foundation laid by those early encounters with Filipino literature. They instilled in me a lifelong appreciation for the written word and a profound sense of connection to my cultural heritage. And though time may pass and circumstances change, the stories that first sparked my imagination will always remain etched in my memory, guiding me on my journey through life’s ever-unfolding narrative.
Renato Gandia 