A Pinoy State of Mind: Building with Our Roots, Part I

Our Theme “A Pinoy State of Mind: Building with Our Roots” was chosen because we wanted to recognize that as Filipino Americans become more visible and successful across all sectors (e.g., academia, arts and entertainment, law and government, etc.) that we always remember where we came from, as well as the struggles of those who came before us.
– Kevin L. Nadal, PhD, FANHS National Trustee, FANHS 2016 Conference Coordinator, Associate Professor, John Jay College of Criminal Justice, CUNY

The Filipino American National Historical Society (FANHS) celebrated its 16th Biennial Conference, June 22-25, in New York at the John Jay College of Criminal Justice (524 W 59th St, New York, NY 10019). While I have been a member of the Stockton chapter of FANHS since 2004 (I joined the East Bay chapter in 2015), this was my first FANHS conference. I heard one of the FANHS National trustees declare that this conference was the best ever – and she’s attended all 16 of them – so I think I picked the best one to attend as my first. It didn’t hurt that the venue was in my favorite city in the country.

John Jay College of Criminal Justice is a senior college of the City University of New York, located in midtown Manhattan.

John Jay College of Criminal Justice is a senior college of the City University of New York, located in midtown Manhattan.

My oldest sister, Heidi, met up with me in New York, after my family went back home following a week of being tourists. My sister isn’t a member of FANHS, but she was intrigued by the various sessions being offered with such topics as genealogy, Filipinos in the military, oral histories, the Filipino Food Movement, cultural and historical preservation, WWII and Vietnam veterans, storytelling, and advocacy and organizing. We didn’t join the bus tour Wednesday afternoon that took conference attendees to various landmarks around the city, but I do regret not learning more about Filipino Americans in New York and seeing where Jose Rizal stayed during his visit in 1888 and where authors Jose Garcia Villa and Carlos Bulosan stayed when they came here. That Wednesday evening, the conference began with an opening reception and singing, dancing, and dramatic interpretation performances, all showcasing the vast talent of Filipino Americans in New York.

My sister Heidi and me at the conference.

My sister, Heidi, and me at the conference.

Telling our stories
Thursday morning, FANHS 2016 Conference Coordinator Kevin Nadal gave a warm welcome and was followed by Broadway actress (“Here Lies Love,” “School of Rock”) Jaygee Macapugay’s spirited rendition of Alicia Keys’ Empire State of Mind, an ode to the city that never sleeps. The opening panel featured Dorothy Laigo Cordova, founder and executive director of FANHS, and Ambassador Mario Lopez de Leon, Jr., Philippine Consul General to New York.

One of the themes that this panel stressed was the importance of telling our stories. They entreated us to tell our stories to other immigrants and other groups. We must “make our numbers count” and realize that we do matter and that we can influence what’s happening to us and around us. Ambassador Lopez de Leon, Jr. instructed us to “make our presence felt.” He concluded, “We have excelled. Our next step is to assume a position of influence and leadership.”

A dramatic performance by a troupe of Filipinas.

A dramatic performance by a troupe of Filipinas.

Being thoroughly entertained by this quartet of wonderful singers.

Being thoroughly entertained by this quartet of wonderful singers.

Nadal moderated the next session, the opening Plenary appropriately titled “A Pinoyorker Renaissance,” which featured Joe Bataan, King of Latin Soul; Ernabel Demillo, four-time Emmy nominated journalist and television news reporter who used to work in Sacramento; Rachelle Ocampo, host of Makilala TV Health; actress Jaygee Macapugay; and DJ Neil Armstrong, Jay-Z’s tour DJ and President Obama’s Inauguration DJ. While I knew who Joe Bataan – Afro Filipino King of Latin Soul, originator of the New York Latin Soul style that fuses Latin-African beats with Soul and Doo wop – was, I had never heard his music. He related that he grew up in Spanish Harlem, got in trouble at an early age, and then had an epiphany that he had better do something with his life before it spiraled out of control. He got involved in music and he’s been entertaining audiences and serving as mentor to many musicians for decades. He is an inductee into the Musicians Hall of Fame, a recent inductee into the Smithsonian Institute, and his portrait was unveiled in The National Portrait Gallery in Washington, D.C., in October 2013. I was honored to hear and see him.

Kevin Nadal moderates a panel comprising, from left to right, Joe Bataan, DJ Neil Armstrong, Ernabel Demillo, Rachelle Ocampo, and Jaygee Macapugay.

Kevin Nadal moderates a panel comprising, from left to right, Joe Bataan, DJ Neil Armstrong, Ernabel Demillo, Rachelle Ocampo, and Jaygee Macapugay.

On a personal note, I have to say that I was relieved to hear Ocampo and Demillo openly admit that they don’t know the language, although Rachelle is taking Tagalog lessons. It’s interesting to learn that while, through the years, the older generation berated my sisters and me for not knowing the language, the practice of our first-generation parents not teaching their native language – Ilocano, Tagalog, Visayan, etc. – to their children, was widespread. Therefore, our parents and many first-generation parents either were pressured by society or concluded on their own that assimilation would prevent their children from facing discrimination and was the path to surviving and thriving in their new country. Unfortunately, our parents and the first generation didn’t realize that assimilation meant for some or many the subtle or outright rejection of one’s heritage and ethnicity. It’s really up to the second and succeeding generations to embrace their heritage and continue to pass on that love and appreciation.

A group of FANHS conference attendees took advantage of getting tickets to see School of Rock, which stars Jaygee Macapugay.

A group of FANHS conference attendees took advantage of getting tickets to see School of Rock, which stars Jaygee Macapugay.

Meeting the very talented group of kids after the show.

Meeting the very talented group of kids after the show.

Actresses Mamie Parris and Jaygee Macapugay answer questions from the audience.

Actresses Mamie Parris and Jaygee Macapugay answer questions from the audience.

History lessons of the Philippine Revolution
I was most interested in the Thursday morning session on “Revisiting Aguinaldo, Rizal, Bonifacio and Antonio Luna: A Filipino American Perspective,” which was led by Oscar Peneranda, well-known San Francisco Bay Area writer, educator, and activist, and Tony Santa Ana, community organizer, artist, and educator at De Anza Community College in the San Francisco Bay Area. For those who don’t know these names in the title session, they are national heroes and figures who contributed to the fight for freedom from Spanish rule.

What I appreciated the most was the fact that those who attended were knowledgeable about these Filipino leaders and engaged in a spirited discussion about the Philippine-American War, which is the subject of my second novel-in-progress. Among the things I learned is that the U.S. Bureau of Printing published a book of surveys and maps that the Navy had completed in the 1840s, which is evidence, according to one academic in attendance, that the United States had its eyes on the Philippines decades before events in 1898 led to the Philippine-American War. The Philippines, as someone pointed out, was a victim of geography because it was seen as the gateway to the rich markets in China. As you can imagine, I took many notes and picked up a handful of business cards.

Jeepney, a Filipino gastropub (201 1st Avenue, New York, NY 10003), was such a popular place and full of FANHS conference attendees that Heidi and I couldn’t get in one evening!

Jeepney, a Filipino gastropub (201 1st Avenue, New York, NY 10003), was such a popular place and full of FANHS conference attendees that Heidi and I couldn’t get in one evening!

We ended up walking several blocks down to the Ugly Kitchen, an Asian fusion and Filipino cuisine gastropub at 103 1st Ave, New York, NY 10003, was noisy but we feasted on its signature spicy pork buns (marinated pork in a soft milk bun with lettuce, house sauce, and house brined pickles.

We ended up walking several blocks down to the Ugly Kitchen, an Asian fusion and Filipino cuisine gastropub at 103 1st Ave, New York, NY 10003, was noisy but we feasted on its signature spicy pork buns (marinated pork in a soft milk bun with lettuce, house sauce, and house brined pickles.

Defining what is American
Thursday afternoon, before Jose Antonio Vargas took the podium as Thursday’s keynote speaker, news broke out that the Supreme Court deadlocked – 4-4 – on reviving President Obama’s plan to prevent deportation of millions of undocumented immigrants and instead give them the right to work legally in the country. A tangential aside: Understand that this is a sad consequence of not allowing President Obama to appoint a justice for the seat vacant since Antonin Scalia passed away in mid-February. Vargas, who is a journalist, filmmaker, and immigration rights activist, won the Pulitzer Prize in 2008 and founded Define American, “a nonprofit media and culture organization that seeks to elevate the conversation around immigration and citizenship in America.” He is also the founder, editor, and publisher of #EmergingUS, “a digital platform that lives at the intersection of race, immigration, and identity in a multicultural America.” Vargas “came out” in 2011 when wrote about his experiences as an undocumented immigrant in the United States, and penned a front-cover article in the June 25, 2012, issue of Time magazine. He produced the documentary “Documented” and was nominated for an Emmy for his MTV documentary “White People.”

Jose Antonio Vargas being interviewed after his keynote address.

Jose Antonio Vargas being interviewed after his keynote address.

This is the first time I’ve heard him speak, and I was truly honored. Vargas is a courageous, impassioned, inspirational human being. Because of the freshness of the Supreme Court ruling announcement and his raw emotions, Vargas asked that no one in the audience stream or record his keynote. That said, he was in control of his emotions, even throwing out liberal doses of humor and sarcasm. No doubt bolstered by having to deal with the wrath of many anti-immigration foes – from politicians and policymakers to people on the street – he showed tremendous restraint and reason in the face of ignorance and hatred. He talked about lessons learned and observations of other movements – specifically gay marriage – and noted that we have to “change culture before we can change politics.” Vargas explained, “You have to change the culture in which people talk about issues.”

“It’s important to control and frame our own narrative,” he went on. Vargas was brimming with surprising statistics, such as 1 out of 7 Koreans in this country is undocumented. So it’s not an issue of undocumented workers from Mexico, as most people would assume. Multiple nationalities are under that umbrella. Therefore, we must all work together and not look at this issue as another immigrant group’s problem. We need to remind those who seek to build walls or fences or shut the gate that our country was founded by immigrants.

One of my favorite lines that he quoted was from his MTV film “White People”: “White is not a country.” I tweeted that because so many people in this country need to be reminded of that phenomenon that seems to be treated as fact in the U.S. Vargas is thick-skinned, which I admire greatly. He has faced this question so many times – “Why are you here? Why are there so many of you here?” He formulated a brilliant comeback: “We are here because you were there.”

His conclusion may well have been the call to action to us in the audience. Many of us – especially those of us who are second generation and beyond – are privileged in myriad ways. “With privilege comes responsibility,” Vargas pointed out. “What are you doing with yours?” While the ruling was a big blow, he emphasized, disappointment must lead to positive action.

Both author panels pose for a group photograph.

Both author panels pose for a group photograph.

Vickie Santos and me at the FANHS Bay Area Consortium chapter table with our books.

Vickie Santos and me at the FANHS Bay Area Consortium chapter table with our books.

Author, author: Immigrant stories around the country
Later in the afternoon, I participated in the second of two author panels. Metro New York chapter member (who grew up in the Sacramento area, I found out via my cousin Leila Eleccion Pereira) Brenda Gambol moderated the panels. The second panel featured four authors whose works shared a common theme – immigrant stories representing various parts of the country – California, Hawaii, Alaska, and Illinois. Dr. Patricia Rosarnio-DeGuzman Brown, psychologist, educator, researcher, and author, read from Filipinas: Voices from the Daughters and Descendants of Hawaii’s Plantation Era. Dr. Brown is a FANHS trustee and founder and executive administrator of FANHS Hawai’i State chapter. Victoria Santos, president of FANHS East Bay, co-authored a book with her 94-year-old mother, who lives in Chicago. Memoirs of a Manang: The Story of a Filipina American Pioneer chronicles Vicky’s mother’s life as an immigrant and activist in America. Lastly, FANHS Seattle Chapter member Robert Francis Flor, PhD, read from his recently published book of poems, Alaskero Memories, an ode to the Filipino Americans who worked in Alaska’s canneries and fisheries.

Acclaimed author Mia Alvar.

Acclaimed author Mia Alvar.

Mia Alvar, me, and a signed copy of her book.

Mia Alvar, me, and a signed copy of her book.

In the evening, we were treated to a panel discussing Mia Alvar and her New York Times best-selling book, In the Country, a collection of nine fictional short stories about the Filipino diaspora inspired by her own transnational experience. I had her sign my copy of her book and had our picture taken. Of course, excited, I tweeted that I was honored to meet her, and she was kind enough to tweet a similar sentiment. I’m looking forward to reading the rest of her stories. I am halfway through the collection. The first story, “The Contrabida,” is as unsettling a story as it is beautifully rendered. My favorite thus far is “Esmeralda,” in which Alvar beautifully captures the shock, surrealism and heartache of 9/11 told in the perfect-pitch second person point of view.

Part II will be published on Monday, July 25.

My Jesuit Volunteer Corps Northwest blog post

The best way to find yourself is to lose yourself in the service of others.
– Mahatma Gandhi, leader of the Indian independence movement in British-ruled India

Not very many people know that after graduating from the University of California at Davis, I joined the Jesuit Volunteer Corps for two years. In 1986-87, I was a math tutor and librarian for a boarding school run by the Order of the Jesuits in St. Mary’s, Alaska, which is in the rural part of Western Alaska. The following year, I served as a newspaper editor for a prisoners rights union run by a Jesuit priest in San Francisco. Those two years widened my view of the world on so many levels.

Jesuit Volunteers get ready for the school year at St. Mary's, AK, Fall 1986.

Jesuit Volunteers get ready for the school year at St. Mary’s, AK, Fall 1986.

Sled dog race on the Andreafski River, Winter 1987.

Sled dog race on the Andreafski River, Winter 1987.

Tutoring my students in math.

Tutoring my students in math.

A stunning sunset over the Andreafski River in the dead of winter, 4pm local time.

A stunning sunset over the Andreafski River in the dead of winter, 4pm local time.

When I reached out to the JVC: Northwest to let them know about my novel, they kindly asked me to write a blog about how my book and my life today were informed by my years in the JVC. The blog got published this month, and I wanted to share it.

You can read the blog post here.

Fundraising with my JVC colleague, Susan Brown, and our director, Paul Kominsky, a Jesuit priest at the time and defense attorney, San Francisco, Spring 1988.

Fundraising with my JVC colleague, Susan Brown, and our director, Paul Kominsky, a Jesuit priest at the time and defense attorney, San Francisco, Spring 1988.

My protesting days....

My protesting days….

I leave you with this: Small acts, when multiplied by millions of people, can transform the world. – Howard Zinn, historian, playwright, and social activist.

Shortlisted for the Saroyan Prize for Writing

Good people are good because they’ve come to wisdom through failure. We get very little wisdom from success, you know.
 – William Saroyan, Armenian-American dramatist and author

Armenian-American writer William Saroyan (photo credit: Stanford Library).

Armenian-American writer William Saroyan (photo credit: Stanford Library).

Just a short message to say that the Stanford University Libraries sent a press release last Tuesday, May 3rd, announcing the shortlist for the Seventh William Saroyan International Prize for Writing. The biannual prize listed 15 books in the fiction category and 15 books in the nonfiction category. My novel, A Village in the Fields, was among the shortlisted novels.

Especially given the company of critically acclaimed and lauded writers whose books were also shortlisted, I am nothing but honored and humbled. Saroyan was born, raised, and passed away in Fresno, Calif., which was about an hour north of where I grew up in Terra Bella. So we share the immigrant experience in the rich agricultural Central Valley. In fact, his generation was my father’s generation, and I grew up reading a little bit of Saroyan in college. It was just enough to feel that he captured that immigrant life – one of immediacy and of hope – so well. And though the world he painted was right in my neighborhood, so to speak, he wrote in a style that was at once dreamy and ethereal but grounded and tangible.

According to the press release, “the awards are intended to encourage new or emerging writers and honor the Saroyan literary legacy of originality, vitality and stylistic innovation. The Saroyan Prize recognizes newly published works of both fiction and non-fiction.”

This year’s judging panel for fiction consists of award-winning authors Sumbul Ali-Karamali, Heidi Durrow, and Elizabeth McKenzie. The winner and finalists will be announced in late summer. I can honestly say that in my heart, it is enough for me to be shortlisted. I’ve made great strides getting my book noticed in the Filipino-American community and in Asian American Studies programs in a handful of universities. But I admit that it has been somewhat difficult breaking through into the literary fiction world – getting noticed and being taken seriously. Being shortlisted for this prestigious prize is validating for me, though some may argue that prizes ought not to be what validates a writer. If you have been published by a small, independent press, you would understand where I’m coming from. The prize nomination opens doors and eyes – rightly or wrongly. And the point of being a writer is to be read and to engage readers.

So whatever happens come late summer, I am pleased to just be shortlisted. Open doors. Open windows. The next step is to go forward. And keep Saroyan’s spirit in my pocket: In the time of your life, live – so that in that good time there shall be no ugliness or death for yourself or for any life your life touches.

Ringing in the New Year, welcome 2016

The beginning is the most important part of the work.
– Plato, philosopher and mathematician

Looking back
When 2015 began, I would never have guessed how the year would turn out. I would not have anticipated that I would find a home for my novel, A Village in the Fields. A friend’s kindness in trying to help find that home became the seed that led to meeting people who would be instrumental in and champions of getting the novel published. Revising the novel, squeezing an eight-month process of publishing it into a three-month window, and learning how to market and promote pretty much summed up most of my energies for the year. Along the way, I have met amazing people, and so many doors and windows were opened. The novel couldn’t have been released at a more appropriate time – the 50th Anniversary of the Delano Grape Strike.

In Delano, September 6th, where the novel had its welcome into the world.

In Delano, September 6th, where the novel had its welcome into the world.

Of course, other milestones were welcomed – I turned 53, David turned 50, Isabella turned 13, and Jacob turned 15 (in Naples, so he gets the prize for having spent his birthday in the most desirable place among the four of us). As part of the LUNAFEST East Bay Committee, we put on a wonderful film festival, which included having Jeanne Rizzo, CEO of the Breast Cancer Fund, give a rousing and inspiring talk about being strong and resilient. Jacob got his braces removed and finally got his black belt in tae kwondo. Isabella got promoted from elementary school and is now in middle school. Our family established a needs-based scholarship at Jacob’s high school and awarded two deserving young women financial support to follow their dreams, which will help make the world a better and more inclusive place to be. After one year on the high school’s Investing in Academic Excellence committee, I assumed co-chair duties in the fall. We had an amazing summer vacation in Italy and shared memories with our friends, Raissa and Mike, and their kids along the way. We adopt two rabbits for Isabella, named Pudding and Maybelline, and sadly, we lost our beloved 15-year-old dog, Rex, before Thanksgiving.

Family portrait on our gondola.

Family portrait on our gondola.

Rex's last night with us.

Rex’s last night with us.

Looking forward
It was an incredibly busy year for me, and when you have too many things on your plate and not enough time, things fall by the wayside. That happened to be my blog this past year. I’m amazed that I posted three times a week for quite some time. Posting once or twice a month became the norm. And while I like recording my thoughts on a regular basis because it became a diary of sorts, which I used to keep faithfully in my early years, I am content to check in twice a month. Life is short and time keeps slipping through my fingers. It’s time to look forward to 2016 and what to imagine and make real in the coming year. I’m excited.

After Christmas, we went down to Porterville for a little visit, and we ended up having an evening of singing with our cousin Debi.

After Christmas, we went down to Porterville for a little visit, and we ended up having an evening of singing with our cousin Debi.

New Year’s Day and New Year’s Day weekend
In order to set up the year for wonder and magic, you have to begin the New Year in good stead, which we did. We kept our tradition of having my cousin Janet and her husband, Tim, come up for a visit. They have this enormous avocado tree and it’s a tradition for them to bring up a laundry basket full of avocados. David makes a bowl of guacamole to bring to the New Year’s Eve and birthday party of our friends Raissa and Mike. On New Year’s Day we have gone to Point Reyes for a long hike the last two years. But this year, being a year older, and having slept in, we decided to stay local and hike in Tilden Park, up to Inspiration Point, where it was clear enough this New Year’s Day to see the Golden Gate Bridge, the Bay Bridge and Treasure Island, and San Francisco.

On a clear day, you can see forever - Inspiration Point's view of the bridges, Treasure Island, and the City.

On a clear day, you can see forever – Inspiration Point’s view of the bridges, Treasure Island, and the City.

At Inspiration Point.

At Inspiration Point.

Janet and Tim at Inspiration Point.

Janet and Tim at Inspiration Point.

A good beginning to the New Year: the San Pablo reservoir is full behind the tree and hills.

A good beginning to the New Year: the San Pablo reservoir is full behind the tree and hills.

This exhibit closes January 9th.

This exhibit closes January 9th.

The next day we ventured into San Francisco to see the WWII in the Philippines exhibit at the San Francisco Public Library. The exhibit is ending next weekend, and for months I’d been meaning to see it before it closed. I missed the all-day symposium that was held in October because I was in Los Angeles at the time. One of the panels included a photo of the First Filipino Infantry Regiment, of which my father was a member. I pored over the photo, but I didn’t see him. We also spent time in the Filipino American Center, which is a room dedicated to Filipino American books and the brainchild of retired San Francisco Public Library librarian Estella Marina. I found books helpful for my next novel, and Janet found some information about her hometown of Ketchikan, Alaska.

The Filipino American Center at the San Francisco Public Library.

The Filipino American Center at the San Francisco Public Library.

After lunch at the recently reopened Sam Wo restaurant in Chinatown, we trekked to the I-Hotel on Kearney Street, but it was closed. We did appreciate the mural, painted by Johanna Poethig in 2010, which commemorates “the history of the International Hotel’s decades-long struggle for low-income housing at this site, honoring the Filipino and Chinese elders and all those who lived, worked, fought and created a home together in the I-Hotel. Annually, on August 4th, the night of the eviction in 1977, this story is passed on from one generation to the next.”

The I Hotel mural with the TransAmerica Pyramid in the background.

The I Hotel mural with the Transamerica Pyramid in the background.

A close-up of the mural.

A close-up of the mural.

When we got home, we continued our Filipino American heritage weekend and watched the documentary Harana, the “search for the lost art of serenade” in the Philippines. It’s a wonderful documentary with beautiful music and endearing haranistas. We had a last dinner of turkey and mashed potatoes, and so we concluded a wonderful long weekend celebrating the New Year with Janet and Tim. What better way to welcome than to continue to explore my heritage with my family, immediate and extended, in 2016.

There are far, far better things ahead than any we leave behind – C.S. Lewis. Here’s to 2016: Scatter joy, sow peace, and love big.

Family - in front of the mural.

Family – in front of the mural.

Positively Filipino book review of A Village in the Fields

We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect.
– Anais Nin, French-born novelist and short story writer

Elaine Elinson, coauthor with Stan Yogi of Wherever There’s a Fight: How Runaway Slaves, Suffragists, Immigrants, Strikers and Poets Shaped Civil Liberties in California and the United Farm Workers representative for the grape boycott in Europe, wrote a “thorough and insightful” – quoting my good friend Kimi – review, which was posted on Positively Filipino, “the premier digital native magazine celebrating the story of Filipinos in the diaspora of nearly 13 million expatriates.”

Village postcard marketing regular size

 

You can read the review here. Elinson originally wrote it for the AmerAsia Journal, which is published by the Center Press out of UCLA and is the leading interdisciplinary journal in Asian American Studies. The review will appear in AmerAsia Journal’s upcoming Winter 2015-2016 issue. Stay tuned for that.

Elinson brought up a couple of issues in her review, which I’m grateful for her pointing out. I erroneously stated that Larry Itliong’s hometown province was Ilocos Norte, which is unforgiving, given the amount of painstaking research I conducted. While embarrassing, the error can be (and will be) easily fixed in the next edition.

Reading at the Fremont library during Filipino American History Month in October.

Reading at the Fremont library during Filipino American History Month in October.

The other issue she brought up, which is just as critical if not more critical to fix, is my not using the real name of a Yemeni farm worker who was an important picket captain in the union. As it was my first novel, I was unsure of how to approach real people in a fictional world. Initially, I wasn’t comfortable characterizing the famous people of the era, but somehow their very status helped me overcome the discomfort. I fictionalized in name and characterization these two other characters because I didn’t know much about their personal lives and I also wasn’t sure what my liability was if I did use their real names. But Elinson provides a compelling argument for using the Yemeni’s real name. The novel celebrates the “little people” of the grape strike, the ones who sacrificed and lost so much, and whose lives the world knows little about. So in the next edition, I will include information in the Notes section about who he was and his contributions. While I am deeply grateful for Elinson’s kind words about my novel, I am most grateful for her pointing out areas that need to be addressed because it means the novel will get better.

Where it all started on Labor Day Weekend in Delano for the 50th Anniversary of the Delano grape strike.

Where it all started on Labor Day Weekend in Delano for the 50th Anniversary of the Delano grape strike.

 

FAEAC Conference: Incorporating FilAm contributions to California history in our schools

As you can see, there are quite a number of things taught in school that one has to unlearn or at least correct.
– Ambeth R. Ocampo, Filipino historian, academic, journalist, and author, from Rizal without the Overcoat

On October 30th and 31st, I attended the Filipino American Educators Association of California (FAEAC) Conference, held at the Citizens Hotel in downtown Sacramento. While I am not an educator, one of the subjects of the biannual conference for 2015 was relevant for me – how to implement AB123, a bill authored by Assemblyman Rob Bonta (D-Alameda) that requires California schools to include Filipino-American contributions to the farm labor movement in their social-sciences curriculum.

Patricio Urbi, FAEAC President noted in his welcome to fellow educators: “In order for us to teach for our future, we must continue to learn about the past and the many accomplishments our forefathers and foremothers contributed to history. As Educators, we must answer the call to action, remember, tell, and write the stories.” That was an important goal of the conference.

Mona Pasquil giving a stirring opening keynote address.

Mona Pasquil giving a stirring opening keynote address.

Happily, I got to hear Mona Pasquil, Appointments Secretary under Gov. Brown, speak for the second evening in a row. She was the keynote speaker at the Philippine National Day Association’s 25th Anniversary Gala on October 29th. At the FAEAC conference, she was the opening keynote speaker. Before the evening officially began, I gave her a copy of my novel, which was exciting for me because she was genuinely excited and made sure that I autographed the copy for her. She told me she had left her speech notes in her car and didn’t think she had time to retrieve them. We got on this discussion of being accepted by a new group of Filipinos who aren’t the community you grew up with. She agreed that as a Filipino American community we oftentimes don’t come together because we stick to our immediate community or group, defined by our dialect, geographic location, and even recent immigrant versus second and third generation Filipino American! So that became the backbone of her keynote speech.

Mona Pasquil’s keynote speech: Come together
Mona grew up in nearby Walnut Grove as a third-generation Filipino American. The manongs lived on the second floor of her home. Her grandmother not only picked in the fields but was also the cook for the farm laborers. As an infant, Mona was in a box next to her family in the fields while they worked. Growing up, Mona understood from an early age that her family’s sacrifices were done so she could go to college. She faced discrimination as a child. When she told her father about being bullied, his response to her was: “Tell them who you are. Remain true to who you are.” She did; she reported that she got beaten up, but that was a small price to pay for standing up for herself. Mona went to college in the Midwest, where her mother went to school. Even there, in the 1980s, she faced discrimination and ignorance; when students asked who she was and she responded that she was Filipino, they demanded to know what that was.

When she returned to California, she said she joined every Filipino organization that she could, but she related that she still didn’t belong. She was told that she was born here and didn’t have the right accent; therefore, she wasn’t really Filipino. Mona entreated us all to put our differences aside and come together. There’s a reason, according to Mona, that we are “absent” from the table – be it in politics and other powerful positions: “Our community never came together,” she revealed. We need to “take care of each other, share our stories, and appreciate the differences in our stories,” she pointed out. She invoked the spirit of the manongs and told us to “stand up for yourself and remember who came before us – the manongs – who couldn’t speak up for themselves.”

Mona related an “ah-ha moment” she encountered when she was working on the Clinton campaign. She was at the White House and one of the valets came up to her. He was an older Filipino man. He told her how they have always been “behind the curtain.” “Nobody knew our name,” he explained to her. His mandate to her: “Make us proud.” Mona took that to heart. When the Los Angeles Jewish Community shooting occurred on August 10th, 1999, and then-Vice President Al Gore was preparing a statement to make to the press, Mona had an important request. She asked that Gore say the name of the USPS mailman who was fatally shot nine times by a white supremacist and that he was Filipino American. The killer had told authorities he shot Ileto because he “looked Latino or Asian” and was a federal employee. Gore asked her if it was important, and Mona, who told us that “this is personal,” gave him a resounding yes. When she watched him on the television monitor mention Joseph Ileto‘s name and his ethnicity, she realized what an “amazing opportunity” she had to “make a difference.” No longer did she want Filipino Americans to be invisible, to be “behind the curtain.”

But in order to do that as a community, she stressed, we have to work together. We have to “understand our story and understand the richness of our community.” She entreated all of us to “push our people forward every day.” “We will only grow in numbers if we work together,” she told us. She pointed out that there are 2,700 positions on boards and commissions and 300-500 staff positions. Few are women, few are minorities. Mona ended her inspiring keynote address with a challenge to us all: “My commitment is if you want to participate, I will help you get there.” Mona Pasquil is my new hero!

A lunchtime panel discusses Filipino American Studies challenges and opportunities: Mel Orpilla, president of the Filipino American National Historical Society; Joi Barrios, professor, UC Berkeley; Mary Rose Peralta, CTFLC; Pyxie Cstillo, MA student, Asian American Studies, SFSU; and Robyn Magalit Rodriquez, professor at UC Davis.

A lunchtime panel discusses Filipino American Studies challenges and opportunities: Mel Orpilla, president of the Filipino American National Historical Society; Joi Barrios, professor, UC Berkeley; Mary Rose Peralta, CTFLC; Pyxie Cstillo, MA student, Asian American Studies, SFSU; and Robyn Magalit Rodriquez, professor at UC Davis.

Project Welga! and AB123
FAEAC’s Saturday agenda was full and I didn’t get to attend all the afternoon breakout sessions that were of interest to me. Thankfully the morning sessions, which were under the umbrella theme of “building shared knowledge,” did not compete. Dr. Amanda Solomon Amorao, who is a professor at the University of California, San Diego, gave a workshop on the Kuya Ate Mentorship Program (KAMP), which helps mentor San Diego middle school and high school students on Filipino American culture, identity, and history. The goal is to empower students in their own learning and bring ethnic studies analyses of race, class, gender, and other issues of social different into secondary education. (It turns out that my cousin Leila Eleccion Pereira knows Amanda and her family well.) Glenn Phillip Martinez Aquino, who is a student at San Francisco State University, gave a talk on The Moving Filipino Image: Cinema and Education, the seemingly invisibility of Filipinos in mainstream American media.

Robyn presents Welga! to the audience of educators.

Robyn presents Welga! to the audience of educators.

What was most relevant for me was the session on AB123 and Project Welga! led by Project Welga’s Director, Dr. Robyn Magalit Rodriguez, of the University of California at Davis. Robyn read my novel pre-publication and wrote a very nice blurb for my book. As we crossed paths in the women’s bathroom before her talk, she jokingly told her newborn son that he’s seen a lot of me in his short life! So true – in Delano for Bold Step: the 50th Anniversary of the Delano Grape Strike and in San Francisco for the 3rd Filipino American International Book Festival! Robyn introduced the educators to a resource guide that draws from the materials in the digital archive that she created to support the grassroots implementation of AB123, the bill that Assemblyman Rob Bonta (D-Alameda) authored and was signed into law in 2013.

I can't tell you what an honor it is to be next to Philip Vera Cruz's name. His memoir was one of the primary texts I used for research for my novel.

I can’t tell you what an honor it is to be next to Carlos Bulosan’s name. And on the same page as Philip Vera Cruz. His memoir was one of the primary texts I used for research for my novel.

As Robyn pointed out, the language of AB123 states that “this act shall not be implemented unless funds are appropriated by the Legislature in the annual Budget Act.” There’s the rub! AB123 is an unfunded bill. So it is up to educators to incorporate it into their teachings. No small feat! Thanks to Robyn’s hard work, the Welga! Digital Archive aims to bring Filipinos’ leadership and engagement in the 1965 Delano grape strike to light through the acquisition and digital archiving of strike-related material, as well as the collection of oral histories of strike participants and supporters. I stumbled upon the website while searching for photos for my book cover, and I am happy to say that the two photos are from Welga! A fortuitous find for me. In turn, I donated to Welga! a letter labor leader Andy Imutan wrote to me and other materials related to the grape strike.

I am added to the schedule at the last minute, speaking before the closing keynote. Before reading an excerpt, I let everyone know how important taking Asian American Studies classes was for me when I was at UC Davis. It literally changed my life. (Photo courtesy of Linda Canlas)

I was added to the schedule and spoke before the closing keynote. Before reading an excerpt, I let everyone know how important taking Asian American Studies classes was for me when I was at UC Davis. It literally changed my life. (Photo courtesy of Linda Canlas)

When Robyn brought up brainstorming, how to incorporate AB123 and cultural competency into the classroom, she cited my novel as sample literature to use. She pointed me out in the audience and generously gave a plug for my book. I was very honored that she recommended my novel for the classroom and tied it in with AB123. Perhaps this helped with the late addition of my reading an excerpt from my novel before the closing keynote by West Sacramento Mayor Christopher Cabaldon that evening. At any rate, I welcome the possibility of my novel being read at the high-school level. I always knew I would be working to get the book into Asian American Studies courses at the college/university level. Given the anecdotal stories of college professors highlighting the fact that their Filipino American freshmen haven’t read any Filipino-American authors before coming to their classrooms, I welcome the opportunity and challenge. An additional goal is to make inroads with high-school students. Now that would be very exciting.

A stirring closing keynote by West Sacramento Mayor Christopher Cabaldon, who turned his city around and made its residents proud. Cabaldon is half Filipino.

A stirring closing keynote by West Sacramento Mayor Christopher Cabaldon, who turned his city around and made its residents proud. Cabaldon is half Filipino.

I met some great educators while at the conference. An elementary school teacher at San Francisco Unified School District asked if I would be willing to give a talk at her school. Of course! A professor from the Ethnic Studies Department at Cal Berkeley let me know that she would use my novel in her Asian American Studies class. Great! People were kind and enthusiastic as they bought my book.

Not everyone stayed for the closing keynote and dinner Saturday evening, but for those of us who did, it was group picture time!

Not everyone stayed for the closing keynote and dinner Saturday evening, but for those of us who did, it was group picture time!

It was a long, exhausting day – fittingly ending the busy Filipino American History Month of October. For every person I met and meet, potential and possibility exist. Or not. I have no way of knowing until something comes of it. What I’ve been doing these last couple of months has been part of this journey. At times, it seems as if everything that occurred in September and October happened in a stretch of half a year – that’s how compressed everything had been these past two months. I logged a tremendous amount of work that is finally catching up with me in terms of energy to keep going and time to devote. This word-of-mouth journey is labor-intensive and so necessary when one has to do the job largely alone. Thank goodness I am finding my community, and one by one, my community members are embracing me and lifting me up as I continue my way.