Tuesday, July 12, 2011

On beautiful feet.

Beautiful. In Tagalog. Of course (thanks Mom and wiki). No wonder I couldn't find the meaning of "Maganda" in the Bahasa-Malayu dictionary.

She had touched her hair to my dirty feet and said beautiful. Curious. Scandalous. In every village, children salaam my hands and call me all sorts of things, mostly Ate E or Lita Aster or Teacher, but what she did I have not encountered a second time.

What are beautiful feet? Pedicured feet? At our first 007 meeting this summer at Laura's, Lucy said my month old chipped navy blue nail polish made my calloused feet look diseased. How many southeast Asian women have massaged and beautified my gross, neglected feet? Monday night I got to reverse this for Dutch, Darling, and Tetet.

Lord, send me with your words. As it is written, "How beautiful are the feet of those who preach the good news!" Give me maganda feet. Shoed with the readiness given by the gospel of true salaam.


  1. Like you said, the way you write is rather unique. I wouldn't be able to write like this even if I tried.

    Noticed you mentioned your mum quite a bit in the blog