People always come up to me (sometimes they stop me, like in the aforementioned story) to inquire if I’m Burmese, Malaysian, Indonesian, Singaporean, or Thai. The first time I encountered the question, I just laughed at it and coolly said “Dili (No)”.So I can pass for a foreigner huh. Then came the second, still I was fascinated. Then came the third, dismissing it as mere coincidence; having three different people, on three different occasions, in three different cities.
When the fourth came, I began to wonder if these people were blind, or just nuts. Fifth time, I was beginning to suspect that I was on Just For Laughs (or its Filipino equivalent, Wow
More than ten times; more than ten different individuals on more than ten different occasions in more or less 4 different cities, I’m beginning to wonder if I’m really Filipino, or some clumsy nurse switched me in the nursery when I was an infant.
(to be concluded...)
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