I recently watched a GMA Front Row about the ancestral houses in San Miguel, Bulacan. “Front Row: Ang Misteryosong Lumang Bahay ng San Miguel Bulacan” was uploaded in Youtube October last year. I’m not sure when it aired on TV.
I wasn’t surprised that the stories were, again, about trifling ghost stories.
Filipino TV producers and writers are obsessed with haunted houses. Good for ratings—terrible for the already underappreciated bahay-na-batos.
Manuel, grandson of Doña Crispina de Leon (sister to former first lady Trinidad Roxas) said the, “house reflects the rich history of this town…it shows that even during those times there were cultured, educated people and entrepreneurs…movers of the town’s small economy.”
He said not once did he ever seen a ghost. Manuel spoke of the house’s colorful past. He took the focus away from it being jammed with ghosts.
All the other caretakers spoke of their scary experiences.
The featured De Leon house was where Gregorio del Pilar slept before living Bulacan to head north.
Our tangible heritage are not just spaces where horror films gets staged. They were built to last for “US” to live in, to celebrate.
Not long ago, while walking around the Dominican’s retreat house in Nasugbu, I overheard teenagers chuckle. “Ay dito yun, eto yun!” one of them somewhat reenacted a scene. Curious, I asked what’s going on. “Sukob po, yun movie ni Chris Aquino, dito po s’ya kinasal.”
Now, the Chapel is not a heritage structure. But my point is that the young would most likely recall a horror flick scene over the history of a place.
I was looking for an IC recorder. A Sony attendant recommended one, “this model is very popular for ghost and paranormal people, y’know”.
Interesting sales pitch.
We have a different culture compared to westerners. In the US, old hotels rumored to be haunted gets more reservations.
Their notorious haunted houses are not adversely affected by its reputation.
On the contrary, Filipinos steer clear of places believed to be haunted.
A few years ago, someone looking for a place to rent in Manila sought my advise regarding an old apartment. He wanted to know if it had a history of being haunted!
In San Ildefonso, the “bahay na pula” was demolished in 2016. Not a whimper was heard. I didn’t even heard of it until a friend told me.
For most people, even local historians, it’s not only haunted, its “dark” past makes them want for it to just go away. They don’t want anything to do with it.
The house was one of the many sites where “comfort women” were raped during WWII.
A blogger friend told me that Engr. Acuzar allegedly bought the house for his Bataan beach resort.
But is it not better that it remain there to educate the young?
If we follow the proponents of the demolition’s logic, we should build on top of Bagumbayan. Ensure no trace of its past remains. No monuments, nothing. Luneta was where Filipinos got shot and guillotined! Let’s build an SM mall and a dozen Jollibee on its very ground!
The last time I saw San Miguel was four years ago. My wife’s family is from nearby San Rafael. The town is a short jeepney ride away.
I remember witnessing two tricycle drivers fight MMA-style when I came to see the bahay-na-bato(s). I thought that’s a bad omen (there was also a bit of rain that day!).
True enough—it was.
I failed to inspect any of the famed houses up close. I viewed all of them from the street. No one allowed me in, not one caretaker!
The town’s Antillean houses were massive but refined, elegant. The builders were not cutting corners. They were out to impress!
San Miguel’s the biggest cluster of bahay-na-bato that I have seen in the province.
Owners are struggling financially maintaining their inherited properties. They’re not given financial and technical support but are told by government and public to hold on to it.
I know of one case in Laguna where the owner just decided to sell the house to free himself with what seem to him a lifelong encumbrance.
I always thank caretakers and owners I meet. What they’re doing is a difficult task. They’re not only preserving the memory of their forebears but the historical identity of us all.
To be clear, I remain a fan of GMA 7 docus. I believe we’re in the golden era of Filipino documentaries. In my mind, they’re the best at it. But I’ve seen enough haunted houses that features our bahay-na-batos.
Time to make something else. Leave our old houses alone please.