AMININ, TAKOT KA RIN NITO

“Oftentimes, we have been cloistered

into imagining things that do not exist

in the first place and tend to believe that

these are all true”

sigbin

“Kung ano ang ginagawa ng mga matatanda, sa mata ng mga bata ay tama” is an anecdote believed by everyone whoever they might be or whatever family they may came from. I do not know if everyone will agree with me on this: kung ano ang pinaniwalaan o pilit na ipinapaniwala ng mga nakakatanda, sa isip ng mga bata ay totoo at tama.

Here’s my take:

Admit it or not, when we were young we were all too convinced that “sigbin” existed.

Not just on our own very flesh but even on our shadows, we were all too afraid that “sigbin” was there somewhere capable of sipping all our blood and kill us. Thus, anytime our parent or elders told us to go inside the house because “sigbin” was just hiding in one of the dark spots around the house ready to attack, without hesitation or queries, we obliged ourselves to go inside and closed all openings to and on the house.

Especially when the blossoms of the squash in the garden disappeared for no apparent reason other than the belief that “sigbin” smashed them to manifest their presence or footprints allegedly found somewhere around the house, these were enough reasons to us stay inside.

Why were we afraid? Not just because we were terrified to be hurt, or worst we will be killed by “sigbin” but the very monster inculcated in our minds was described to be an ugly animal-like blood-sucking creature. “Sige gyud laag mo, naa bayay sigben diha sa ngitngit sa luyo sa nataran, likod anang mga tanom, nagtuwad, tag-as kaaayo ug koko, bangkilan, dagko unya taas ang dalunggan nga naay ikog unya balhiboon kaaayo, maambakan gani mo ana, na! basin di namo kauli”. To further the scare, we also made to believe that “sigbin(s)” were owned by someone called “Sigbinan”, living somewhere near, who took good care of them and dictated these hopping creatures who to attacked.

Sad to note that when I personally inquired of its English name, someone told me Kangaroo, a name unfairly associated with the beautiful animal endemic only in Australia.

While it may just be product of passed-on tradition by our parents or a result of weird imagination, or just instrument elders used to keep us home, “sigbin” had been very instrumental of protecting us from harm and abuses especially during night time when it was not safe for children to roam around.

Believe it or not, until today, there are always “sigbins” in us, all the time. We are not immune no matter how modern life, advances of technology and access to information attempted to vaccinate and immunize us. Oftentimes, we have been cloistered into imagining things that do not exist in the first place and tend to believe that these are all true. The results: fear, anxiety, jealousy, prejudices, envy, pride, greed, inferiority complex, among others. Experiencing these feelings will isolate us from the reality that life is meant toward joyful coexistence.

(Photo credits – sunstar.com.ph)

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