Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Repost: Love letter to Filipinos by Dr. David Harwell

This letter was written to all of us by an American Dr. David H. Harwell and appeared in Philippine Daily Inquirer Commentary on February 17, 2013. I read it and had goosebumps. I am re-posting it here hoping that it will warm your brown spirit as it did in mine.
I am writing to thank Filipinos for the way you have treated me here, and to pass on a lesson I learned from observing the differences between your culture and mine over the years.
I am an expatriate worker. I refer to myself as an OAW, an overseas American worker, as a bad joke. The work I do involves a lot of traveling and changing locations, and I do it alone, without family. I have been in 21 countries now, not including my own. It was fun at first.  Now, many years later, I am getting tired. The Philippines remains my favorite country of all, though, and I’d like to tell you why before I have to go away again.
I have lived for short periods here, traveled here, and have family and friends here. My own family of origin in the United States is like that of many Americans—not much of a family. Americans do not stay very close to their families, geographically or emotionally, and that is a major mistake. I have long been looking for a home and a family, and the Philippines is the only place I have lived where people honestly seem to understand how important their families are.

I am American and hard-headed. I am a teacher, but it takes me a long time to learn some things. But I’ve been trying, and your culture has been patient in trying to teach me.
In the countries where I’ve lived and worked, all over the Middle East and Asia, it is Filipinos who do all the work and make everything happen. When I am working in a new company abroad, I seek out the Filipino staff when I need help getting something done, and done right. Your international reputation as employees is that you work hard, don’t complain, and are very capable. If all the Filipinos were to go home from the Middle East, the world would stop. Oil is the lifeblood of the world, but without Filipinos, the oil will not come from the ground, it will not be loaded onto the ships, and the ships will not sail.  The offices that make the deals and collect the payments will not even open in the morning. The schools will not have teachers, and, of course, the hospitals will have no staff.
What I have seen, that many of you have not seen, is how your family members, the ones who are overseas Filipino workers, do not tell you much about how hard their lives actually are. OFWs are very often mistreated in other countries, at work and in their personal lives. You probably have not heard much about how they do all the work but are severely underpaid, because they know that the money they are earning must be sent home to you, who depend on them.  The OFWs are very strong people, perhaps the strongest I have ever seen. They have their pictures taken in front of nice shops and locations to post on Facebook so that you won’t worry about them. But every Pinoy I have ever met abroad misses his/her family very, very much.
I often pity those of you who go to America. You see pictures of their houses and cars, but not what it took to get those things. We have nice things, too many things, in America, but we take on an incredible debt to get them, and the debt is lifelong.  America’s economy is based on debt. Very rarely is a house, car, nice piece of clothing, electronic appliance, and often even food, paid for.  We get them with credit, and this debt will take all of our lifetime to pay. That burden is true for anyone in America—the OFWs, those who are married to Americans, and the Americans themselves.
Most of us allow the American Dream to become the American Trap. Some of you who go there make it back home, but you give up most of your lives before you do. Some of you who go there learn the very bad American habits of wanting too many things in your hands, and the result is that you live only to work, instead of working only to live. The things we own actually own us. That is the great mistake we Americans make in our lives. We live only to work, and we work only to buy more things that we don’t need.  We lose our lives in the process.
I have sometimes tried to explain it like this: In America, our hands are full, but our hearts are empty.
You have many problems here, I understand that. Americans worry about having new cars, Filipinos worry about having enough food to eat. That’s an enormous difference. But do not envy us, because we should learn something from you. What I see is that even when your hands are empty, your hearts remain full.
I have many privileges in the countries where I work, because I am an expat. I do not deserve these things, but I have them. However, in every country I visit, I see that you are there also, taking care of your families, friends, bosses, and coworkers first, and yourselves last. And you have always taken care of me, in this country and in every other place where I have been.
These are places where I have been very alone, very tired, very hungry, and very worried, but there have always been Filipinos in my offices, in the shops, in the restaurants, in the hospitals, everywhere, who smile at and take good care of me. I always try to let you know that I have lived and traveled in the Philippines and how much I like your country. I know that behind those smiles of yours, here and abroad, are many worries and problems.
Please know that at least one of us expats has seen what you do for others and understands that you have a story behind your smiles. Know that at least one of us admires you, respects you, and thanks you for your sacrifices. Salamat po. Ingat lagi. Mahal ko kayong lahat.


  1. I got teary-eyed when I read this. I still feel emotional re-reading it. :')

  2. Thanks for the sincere admiration of our people and our culture that you have publicly expressed in your "Love Letter to Filipinos"...Mr. David H. Harwell, the profound Overseas American Worker. Filipinos will always seek for greener pastures. The standard of living in the Philippines is way far behind the high standard of living in the USA. The chance and opportunity of getting a job in the US or elsewhere in a foreign country is far better than your chance here plus the pay equivalence overseas is way higher compared to one's pay here. That's the main reason why a lot of Filipinos seek to migrate. Is that considered being unpatriotic - not being nationalistic? Definitely not. Patriotism knows no geographical boundaries. Here's a true fact...a nurse in the US earns a lot more annually than a doctor makes here in the Philippines. Just think of other lucrative professional jobs? True, there are many and wide varieties of unheard inequalities, discrimination, and maltreatment here and there but far and beyond, they are still better of in achieving their lifetime dreams and goals...thus swallow their pride or look the other way - knowing it won't be forever. I can speak for myself, been there, done that...like they say. They are better workers than others for the fact that they have their own built-in inner incentive...they don't want to go back and earn less than $10.00 a day...not an hour (that is... if they have a good paying job here). So they do perform to the max! Filipinos in general are good hard workers. If you treat them right, they will perform more than what you pay them. You screw them...watch what happens. Filipinos are family oriented, no doubt 110% They care about the whole clan...the extended family and if possible live in a compound to help each other out. If anytime someone ends up in an Emergency Room, consider that there will be a surprise family reunion in the waiting room. If someone dies in the family, it takes three days and two nights...24 hours a day - to keep the entire family bonding together and mourning their loved one. That is how family oriented we are! If their parents get old and frail, sometimes their siblings fight over where and who is going to take care of them. That's Filipino culture and proud of it. Thanks for the kind compliments! Mabuhay ang Pinoy and God Bless the USA!