Microagressions,
overt and systemic racism. When someone says “check your privilege” my first initial
thought is that they are not talking to me. Growing up in the United States as
a Black female, I was already at a disadvantage so I would not think I would
constantly be at the receiving end of the statement. Once I arrived in the
Philippines, my lens shifted. Daily, I have been recognizing the simple and
blatant privileges I have while being in this country. On our way to the
National Museum, I remember complaining about how hot it was being in the
lightly air conditioned taxi. However, I soon quelled my thoughts as I saw a
woman deep frying street food with beads of sweat covering her face, multiple
people walking to their destination and a crowded jeepney with people heavily
fanning themselves in what felt like 100°F. Then, I tried to keep telling
myself that being in the hot taxi was not that bad. As I continue to travel in
the Philippines, I am now more aware of the privileges I have than when I first
arrived.
At
the National Museum, my initial reaction was that most of the paintings were of
Spaniards, fair-skinned Filipinos and white religious figures. In Peggy McIntosh’s
(1988) “White Privilege and Male Privilege” she describes privilege that is
unearned can be powerful and dominating however, does not “confer moral
strength” (p. 102). She also describes that by being white, she was can easily
find institutions that gives attention to people of her race (p.100). Walking
through the first building of the National Museum, I wondered who was this
museum made for? If I had not known any background of the museum, I would have
believed it was about European history due to the art of the people who appear
white. Every instance I could find a portrait of a person who was visibly
brown, I took a picture. That day I only took 4 photos. Was the museum for
Filipinos or do they not have that privilege? During the tour, the guide
mentioned Magellan as the first person to circumnavigated the world, however
this misinformation connects to the Spanish and American colonialism and
education of Filipinos. History was written in a strategic way which would
shape the thinking of Filipinos that would favor the colonizers. For example,
Ileto (1998) in “The Philippine-American War: Friendship and Forgetting”
describes the American education writing the Philippine-American War as a
misunderstanding rather than a suppression of the United States (p. 4). This
essentially rewrites the histories and the memories of war for Filipinos and
strips the Philippines privilege of learning their true history.
Portrait from the first building at the National
Museum
The
tour of the church was very interesting. By 1898, the Spanish had converted a
large portion of Filipinos to Catholicism (Zinn, 2008, p 54). However, again
all of the paintings were of white religious figures. The only portrait of a
Filipino that I saw was of Martin De Lacandola who was the first Filipino that
was able to enter San Augustin church. Once again, I questioned privileges that
Filipinos have in the church that was created for the Spanish.
From San Augustin Church
As
I continue my stay in the Philippines, the more I am able to recognize the
various types of privileges I have.
Question:
How is the Philippine-American War taught in schools now and how does it affect
the views and relationship between the Philippines and America?
References
Ileto, R.C. (1998). The Philippine-American War,
Friendship and Forgetting. In Shaw, A.V. &
Francia, L.H. Vestiges of war. (pp. 3-21). New York: New York.
McIntosh, P. (1988). White privilege and male
privilege: A personal account of coming to see correspondences through work in
women’s studies. In K. Tupper, Introduction to women’s studies: Women 200 (2nd
ed.) (pp. 62-71). New York: McGraw-Hill Companies, Inc.
Twain, M. (2002). To the person sitting in darkness.
In Shaw, A.V. & Francia, L.H. Vestiges of war. (pp. 57-68). New York: New
York Press.
Zinn, H. (2008). Invasion of the Philippines. In A
people’s history of American empire. (pp.53-72) NY: Metropolitan Books.
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