This is actually another answer to Miss Malagu's question on what I meant by the intellectualization of a language - an advantage being enjoyed by the national language but not by minority languages such as Cebuano, Pangasinan and, of course, our own. A language that is rich in written literature is regarded as an intellectualized one. Consider for a moment these poetic gems produced by Rafael and Renato. Think of how they would be remembered in the years to come instead of being just cast aside into the mist of oblivion on account of this ongoing language marginalization process. Think of how great it would be if students in schools in Pampanga and Tarlac are allowed to study them, or even memorize them like what we did to English poems during my school days ( I memorized My Pony when I was in Grade I )* While it is true that we in this forum are able to have access to these wonderful literary pieces, how many Kapampangans are not? Now, if these poems, along with such writings as Alang Dios, Gonzalo de Cordova, Johnny and Chandu, are published and included in materials for use in all classrooms in our school division (Pampanga), think of how the language would rise in its stature and get the kind of recognition it deserves. Many of our folks would then strive to learn the language and speak it as eloquently as they can. If the Akademya which is just an association and a forum can inspire Arnold and his kumpare, Rolly, into writing
as best as they can in Kapampangan, how much more would it be if they were the schools that would do these to their students? Before being with us, when was the last time Blanca and Udis wrote messages in their native Kapampangan, if they ever did so at all in the first place? Maybe, eons ago! And look how they quickly picked up the language and learned to write in it. Isn't that remarkable?
Be it ever so humble, and I say with both humility and pride that The Akademya with its forum has come a long way since its inception, and it continues to work for the intellectualization of Kapampangan, among other goals.
If we can turn around the course it is taking, which is presently towards the brink of extinction on account of the Maricel syndrome, then we can really shout with more confidence in our hearts: "Lwid ka, lwid ka, palsintan ming Kapampangan!"
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* Written by 7-year old Lloyd in a poem-writing contest in a school district in Virginia in 1921:
DAPPLE GRAY
Lloyd Hoover, 7
I had a little pony,
His name was Dapple Gray.
I lent him to a lady,
To ride a mile away.
She whipped him, she lashed him.
She rode him through the mire.
I would not lend my pony now
For all the ladys hire.
Kalupa na nining kabayung malati, panyaplitan de
ampong lalatikwan ing Kapampangan, at papapulayan
keng maburak at bikwal-bikwal a labak. Ining babaing magdalang
bandera, sasakyan ne para makadalakit ya mu keng labak, at bayang
miras at mitaluktuk keng tori ning pamagsalita. Anya nga na ning
anak, e na ne kanu pamaram pasibayu ing kayang kabayu,
kapilan man maski pa magkanu. Ing Kapampangan, dapat ta neng
kwanan pasibayu keng panga-param na. Panayan na kekatamu iti,
cabalen, uling magkulang ya panga-sese. |