Medyo Medyo (maybe, maybe)

In the Philippines, we say “medyo” when we slightly agree to any idea or question asked. It is also the most commonly used response when someone doesn’t know what to say, don’t have any valid facts to support the thought, or if you just wanna sound cool like a Manilenyo.

Welcome to Fort Santiago. Where our colonizers (the Spanish) felt compelled to make a gregarious attempt to building an elite society some hundred years ago.

me: “Are you hungry?” (English) // “Gutom ka ba?” (Tagalog)
friend: “Medyo.” // English: “Yes, a little bit [hungry].”

me: “Do you want to have beer?” (English) // “Gusto mo mag-beer?” (Tagalog)
friend: “Medyo.” // English: “no, not right now.”

me: “Is the food in that joint delicious?” (English) // “Masarap ba ang food doon?” (Tagalog)
friend: “Medyo.” // English: “I wouldn’t recommend it.”

For the life of me I cannot find any reason to how this came to be. My Latino friends don’t seem to use it as much compared to our daily lives in any island or region in the Philippines. Heck, you’ll probably hear it a thousand times in a day, spoken by the young to the older members of society … and I HATE IT.

When I hear people ask important questions and the next guy doesn’t hesitate to utter “MEDYO” … alarm bells ringing in my ear, causing nerves to be struck with lightning.

It hurts my brain. Why? Because to me it’s a waste of time dealing with people who can’t answer with a proper YES or NO.

The lack of preference. The laziness to pause for moment and dig for rational thoughts. The thought that they sound cool by simply flipping a 2-syllable slang. Hay naku! (sigh) — is it just me who find it annoying?

Lasing ka na ba? (Are you drunk happy already?). “Medyo”

Perhaps it’s the colonizers who trained and conditioned our brains not to give a definite answer. Or, perhaps it’s the fault of the all-year sunshine (and heat). Or maybe … it’s San Miguel (beer).

Which leads me to why I’m writing this post, because …

“Medyo magba-blog ako”.

That’s right. Because I’m feeling iffy about this whole writing-your-thoughts-and-sharing-it-to-the-world thing haha. I suppose I’ll find the courage to get over my introversion (yes, I’m an introvert — contrary to public impression) … by jotting down my ideas and opinions even though it feels like a huge MAYBE.

Medyo, medyo … let’s begin!

Marc Robinsone and Dr. Rizal’s statue in San Juan (town), Siquijor island
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