Saturday, February 5, 2011

The New Yorker in Tondo

The New Yorker in Tondo : A Satiric Comedy Play

"New Yorker in Tondo" is a classic Filipino Play by Marcelino Agana, Jr. It is a satire written in the 50's. It is a story about a girl named Kikay who goes to New York and fell in love with it. She acquires all the New Yorkish things - style, looks, language and manners. These things are very obvious when she arrives in the Philippines specifically in Tondo.

Aling Atang, mother of Kikay, has been carried away by her daughters way of living. She tries to converse with everybody in broken English.

Tony, childhood sweetheart of Kikay, decides to visit and catch things up with her friend. He is a simple guy who got secretly engaged with their other childhood friend, Nena.

Nena is a tomboyish type of girl. On her visit in Kikay's house, she finds her friend different and weird. She gets irritated and even imitates Kikay's ways.

Totoy, the Tondo "canto boy" is their other friend who is funny and has a secret love for Nenan which has only been revealded when the two females had a clash.

Near the end, the secret love of the characters in the story is revealded. And the two pairs end up in each other's arms. Kikay is back to her old self -- simple and kind. Most of all, the Filipino value learned by the protagonist which is "there is no place like home", is a lesson on love of country and its culture.

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  1. 1. The greatest way to live with honor in this world is to be what we pretend to be.

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  2. 2. A true friend will tell you the truth to your face not behind your back.

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  3. 3. One thing that we should learn about it is that nothing in our life is to be feared it is only to be understood. We should always bear in our mind that the greatest way to live with honor is to be what we pretend to be which is to be honest.

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  4. 4. Our friends most especially our love ones will us the truth to our face not behind our back.

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  5. 5. As the soil, however rich it may be, cannot be productive without cultivation, so the mind without culture can never produce good fruit.

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