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“My Nose is Bleeding”

When Janet and I were engaged and spending hours daily chatting online or video camming, she would periodically express exhaustion and blurt out, “my nose is bleeding.” As a protective, soon-to-be husband I advised her get a wet wash cloth, lean her head back, and apply pressure. After all I had two kids and despite general parental incompetence did know what to do when a child had a nose bleed.

She’d look at me like I was nuts. She’d say her nose was fine and not literally bleeding, but her “nose was bleeding.” I didn’t get it but then again I didn’t understand lots of aspects of Filipino culture, such as why my lovely wife-to-be would be caught dead with a mope like me. I tried to keep such thoughts to myself.

She’d say her nose was fine and not literally bleeding, but her “nose was bleeding.” I didn’t get it but then again I didn’t understand lots of aspects of Filipino culture, such as why my lovely wife-to-be would be caught dead with a mope like me. I tried to keep such thoughts to myself.

“I am sorry, darling. I don’t understand.”

“I am exhausted from speaking English,” she responded.

“I see. And that gives you a nose bleed. Sometimes nose bleeds are stress related,” I assured her, again drawing from my vast parental expertise.

Again she looked at me like the idiot kano she knew me to be. “My nose is fine. My nose is bleeding is what we say in Visayan.”

“You mean it’s an expression?” She nodded. “Where does the expression come from?”

“I don’t know – it’s just what we say.”

“Does it have anything to do with nose size?” I had already noticed that Filipinas are obsessed with nose size and shape. They consider their noses, which tend toward the short and flat to be unattractive, whereas they believe that Western “long” noses are superior and coveted. I have never had anyone compliment me on what I view as my too Jewish of a nose but even before I met Janet I’d received numerous compliments from Filipinas regarding my long nose. It was months before I understood what they were talking about, assuming at first the interest in my long nose to be tied into the Western stereotype of the size of the nose equating to the size of another part of the anatomy. I would just thank them for the compliment and agree that it was “pretty damn long indeed.”

It took many conversations but finally I pieced together the idea that the girls generally hated their noses and loved our noses and it had nothing to do with the Jewishness of my nose, nor the size of that other anatomy part. I was a bit disappointed yet excited that one of the things I had always disliked about myself seemed so attractive to Filipinas. For that matter their short noses were very cute as far as I was concerned. It’s a win-win for everyone.

The same can be said of skin color. Mine’s white (very white) and pasty. To quote the old Woody Allen line, “I don’t tan – I stroke.” This made me as a teen decidedly conscious of roaming the beach where I reflected light like a bright white beacon.

Conversely, I discovered that Filipinas generally hated darker skin, especially if it’s on them. This leads to a booming industry in the Philippines designed to sell every Filipina umbrellas, sun screen and skin whitening products. Many Pinays carry umbrellas on the most beautiful and sunny days and they all use some whitening product apparently designed to turn them into pasty white Jews. The products don’t work and I have had many discussions bordering on arguments, trying to convince Janet that I love her dark skin and to please don’t think it ought to be lighter. My arguments make no sense to her since “everyone knows that white skin is better!”

It ensures blood viagra purchase uk flow to the male organ. A person bearing one levitra india of these illnesses feels left behind thus seeks for treatment anxiously. Surely, frequent https://www.unica-web.com/index-german.html order cheap levitra congestion and repeated swelling are not good things. We know well that commander cialis is a prescription medicine taken by mouth for the treatment of a sort of coronary disease generally known as angina pectoris. cialis for treatment of Raynaud ‘s phenomenon: Raynuad’s phenomenon is a vasospastic malfunction wherein discoloration of body parts, mostly finger and toes, is noticed. And in the Philippines she is right. Actresses and models all look nearly Caucasian, billboards are Photoshopped to remove any melanin from the color of the billboardee. Many of the girls I spoke to online were unabashed in expressing their excitement at the prospect of having a long-nosed, white, blue eyed baby – and apparently having it with me.

“I can provide the ultra white skin and long nose, but forget the blue eyes,” I told Janet. “Just because Paul Newman had them doesn’t mean the rest of us do.”

I’d see Janet staring incredulously through the screen. “Who?”

The point of all this is that just as we Americans are delighted yet mystified by Filipino culture, they are equally mystified by ours. Janet’s English is excellent but American conversational English is a different matter. She’s much too nice or at least too embarrassed to admit she doesn’t understand something.

“It’s dollars for donuts,” I told her recently.

“Are you going around the corner to get donuts?” she asked.

“No baby – not what I meant.”

“How many dollars for the donuts?”

“No, no. It’s just an expression.”

“Oh, I see. What does it mean?”

I hesitated and finally said, “I have no idea.”

“Well, the next time you go around the corner, I want one of the ones with cream inside.”

“Will do.”

14 thoughts on ““My Nose is Bleeding””

      1. You’re welcome. I know it is nice to get comments on things we write, at least we know that someone is reading it. I also have a blog, but have not really done that much about it lately. I could se from statistic that there was readers, but no one commented – almost 🙂

  1. Hey, nice piece Dave! I am in almost the identical situation as you but six years later. Everything has worked out quite well, we have a three-year-old boy and are building a house in the Philippines. Hey, you mentioned that your wife speaks Visaya — where is she from? Mine is from Suirigao and speaks the same language. Here’s a link to a magazine piece I published a couple of years ago telling our story. The most interesting thing about it, I think, is the flood of responses it got — many of them quite critical — sparking a passionate discussion on the subject by readers that seems to be ongoing. Check it out. The piece was also picked up and commented on by numerous bloggers thus sparking heated discussions on their pages as well. (If you Google it you’ll see what I mean.) Anyway, obviously this issue touches a nerve in people that is quite fascinating to watch. Hey, congratulations and I wish both of you the best of luck.

    http://www.orangecoast.com/april2012/feature/myimportedbride.aspx

    1. Thanks, David. I’ve read your fine piece also. In fact we’re FB friends and you’re right, have lots in common. My wife, Janet is from Alcoy, Cebu, about 3 hours south of Cebu City.

    2. Hi David. I’ve been reading your story and some of the comments. I really like your honesty and way to tell your story, so nice. I don’t comment on the age difference or cultural differences. It is not for other to judge what love is or if money matters. And in the end: Who cares – it’s your life and it seems to be happy now, that’s what matters. For sure your asawa is happy too, so. I think a lot of those who comment simply envy you. All the best wishes from me

  2. Hahahaha. Everything you said is true! I too am married to a younger Filipina. I am forever explaining American sayings. I love their color (Filipino) and look. I have been picked on all my life for my overly white skin. So it was hard to believe at first that these Filipinos were in love withy pasty white skin. I would hear my Filipina GF say “Wow, your butt is so white!” As I was walking towards the shower. Inside my emotional knee jurk reaction was of shock and hurt. But through many conversations I have come to realize their comment is the same as a man walking up to a beautiful woman and saying you are so beautiful. So, later on when a different GF would say that to me I would turn, smile, and say “thanks, our babies will have such white skin.” The smile and happiness that would come over her would made me laugh inside. Hahaha. Strange that something I have always hated about myself is a major asset in the Philippines.

    1. Thanks for your perspective, Danny. i could dole out a cliche or two but in the end I think you said it all very well. Aren’t we lucky!

  3. Great piece Dave. Christen and i are in the same exact same situation as you and Janet. The learning about each others cultures can be so fun and funny. This is the best time of my life.

  4. Nice story. Nice blog Explaining some of our sayings is hard when we dont know the origin origin. Here’s one. Holly Molly or Holly Mackeral, the list goes on and on..

    1. Thanks for the compliment. Yep word origins are mysterious. In the case if Visayan I can say “it must be the Spanish influence” whether it is or not.

  5. “This made me as a teen decidedly conscious of roaming the beach where I reflected light like a bright white beacon.”

    Your writing is fun to read!

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