Jose Rizal Prison Cell. In this cell Jose Rizal was detained prisoner from November 3 to the morning of December 29, 1896. Falsely charged with the rebellion, sedition and formation of illegal societies.
After the reading of the court sentence at 6 am of December 29, Jose Rizal was kept in an improvised chapel prison until his execution at 7:03 am on December 30, 1896 on the Luneta, Bagumbayan Field, Manila.
Igorot Dance such as Takik, Eagle Dance, and the Pattong.
The fact remains that the Igorot is not Filipino and we are not related, and it hurts our feelings to see him pictured in American newspapers under such captions as ‘Typical Filipino Tribesman.’ ~ Carlos P. Romulo, (1943) Mother America. Garden City, New York: Doubleday, Doran & Co. p. 59.
It's disheartening that Carlos P. Romulo said those phrases.
It has been so many times that the Philippines had changed coins. My grandmother actually has a collection of coins even as far back as 1900s. Yeah, you read it right. I can only remember the Two-Peso coin. Hoho. Because I was born in 1986, I can only remember coins and paper money like the 5 peso bill.
The Old Philippines Coins are actually more heavier and bigger. Mind you, they are actually more detailed than what we have now.
During the height of the use of the Spanish language in the Philippines, all historical documents in this era are written in Spanish. Spanish was used to write the Constitution of Biak-na-Bato, Malolos Constitution, the original national anthem or the Himno Nacional Filipino, as well as nationalistic propaganda material and literature, like Rizal's Noli Me Tangere. In fact, Rizal propagated Filipino consciousness and identity in Spanish.
Philippine national anthem. Original version in Spanish. Lyrics by José Palma. He published it for the first time in the issue of the first anniversary of the newspaper La Independencia on September 3,1899. Banned in all official acts in the Philippines since the the first day of the American occupation until! Music by Marcha Filipina by Julián Felipe.
hija del sol de Oriente,
su fuego ardiente
en ti latiendo está.
Tierra de amores,
del heroísmo cuna,
no te hollarán jamás.
En tu azul cielo, en tus auras
en tus montes y en tu mar
esplende y late el poema
de tu amada libertad.
Tu pabellón que en las lides
la victoria iluminó
no verá nunca apagados
sus estrellas ni su sol.
Tierra de dichas, de sol y amores,
en tu regazo dulce es vivir.
¡Es una gloria para tus hijos
cuando te ofenden por ti morir!