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“Lucky Plaza”

When I first came to Singapore as a graduate student in 2002, I was completely naïve about the migrant situation in the Philippines. I knew we were exporting workers in droves and I have worked long enough at the John J. Carroll Institute on Church and Social Issues (albeit with the urban poverty, housing, and informal sector desk) to be familiar with the plight of migrant workers. Still, this knowledge did not prepare me for the tsunami of Pinoy “DH” that engulfed a popular mall along Orchard Road during one of my forays there.

The minute I landed in Singapore, the taxi driver immediately recognized that I was Filipino. “It’s the slang, you know,” he remarked. On the way to the dorm, he told me that if I ever miss the Philippines, all I have to do is go to Lucky Plaza, a mall where “the Filipinos hang-out.” It impressed me that Filipinos in Singapore must be a sizeable lot, and, as the taxi driver knew that I was a student and he pointed out my slang, that these Filipinos who patronize Lucky Plaza would perhaps be like me – middle class and educated. There certainly are many of those. But there is an even larger segment of the Filipino population in Singapore that I failed to anticipate.

The Sunday I decided to go with fellow Pinoy students to Lucky Plaza, I brimmed with excitement and expectation. After all, Lucky Plaza was the only mall where you could find Filipino goods and Filipino restaurants. What the taxi driver said about Lucky Plaza being the ‘hang-out’ of Filipinos intrigued me as well. As a new temporary migrant – I had to stay for a year to complete my degree – I felt the need to assert my Filipino-ness and my sense of belonging to the Filipino nation. I wanted to look for people I can identify with – the other Filipinos who are here, whom scholars maintain as being part of the Filipino diaspora, and who are reconstructing Filipino culture in small things like hanging out (tambay) at Lucky Plaza and selling Filipino products. I wanted to be part of it. This need to assert was intensified by a sense of alienation from the culture and people of Singapore that marked the first few months of my stay in the country. I realized that the Philippines was my home, something I have always taken for granted.

Being besieged by Filipino domestic workers in Lucky Plaza, however, was an overwhelming experience. Every space in the mall was occupied by loud and overly-adorned domestics who had the Sunday off.  I heard the Filipino language, be it regional or Tagalog, spoken everywhere. But I could not, as a Filipino with a middle class upbringing, relate to the people there. My first reaction was to immediately dissociate myself from the crowd. An encounter with difference does make you realize that sameness is not necessarily nationality-based. That being in a different country does not automatically blur the lines of social class so pervasive and divisive in the Philippines.  It was conflicting.

On the one hand, I felt ashamed that the majority of the Filipinos here are low-tier migrants who form a community with a social space and an identity as domestic workers. I considered it an insult that such an identity is imposed on other Filipino women who are not part of that community, or who are not DH.  On the other hand, I felt ashamed that I was ashamed and insulted.  That Sunday, I did not encounter a Filipino who was like me, apart from my fellow students.  It made me wonder about the spaces that other Filipino migrants occupy.  Do Filipino students and professionals regard themselves as more esteemed, and thus, strive to assimilate with Singaporeans? What then of the Filipino diaspora? What then of being Filipino when the larger community itself is torn between class loyalties and identities?

7 Comments

  1. Alex says

    So, what’s the point of this essay besides tagging DH ‘low-tier’ migrants and emphasizing these Filipinos were not similar to yourself?

  2. Andrea Soco-Roda says

    Thank you for the comment, Alex. We are glad to have reached a wide readership. Issues about migrant workers do have an impact on many Filipinos, whether directly or indirectly. This essay is a reflection on what a particular Filipino female resident of Singapore feels, living in a country where spaces and opportunities are differentiated through state policies (for instance, migrant domestic workers are not allowed to marry Singaporeans, work in jobs other than domestic work, get pregnant, etc.; and they are also not given visas, only work permits).

    So, yes, you are correct that the article does point out that they are indeed low-tier workers. And yes, the article also points out that I (the author) am different from them (as a student, my movement and activities are not as limited).

    The whole discourse in the Philippines about migrant workers being heroes, however, often masks inequalities among Filipinos abroad. The notion that Filipinos are the same and equal just because they have the same nationality is problematic, and the article raises questions on this. In doing so, perhaps we can go beyond the dichotomy of “us” vs. “them,” or the idea that all Filipinos are the same abroad, to look at what actually becomes of the Filipino diaspora.

  3. exiled07 says

    Us versus them is not a fixed and 2-dimensional thing. It is always contextual and multidimensional. Your experience of Singapore shows that. The immigrant experience is not shaped solely by one’s ethnicity, but other factors like educational background, professional background, sex, age, the social and historical milieu that they find themselves in, etc. The combination of this and other factors is what gives immigrants their immigrant experience.

  4. Andrea Soco-Roda says

    Hi exiled07, thank you for bringing up the situatedness and fluidity of identities and experiences. I agree with you. You might want to check out volume 59 (2011) of the Philippine Sociological Review in which I write more extensively about it. The article is titled “Relationalities of Identity: ‘Sameness’ and ‘Difference’ among Filipino Migrant Domestic Workers.”

  5. Ana D. says

    Honest and unpretentious. Yes, I agree. We need this confrontation of identities; tired of the “homogenizing” idea of sameness and of the stereotypes about who and what being Pinoy means about and among Filipinos overseas.

  6. ashfenixx says

    I agree, and felt the same way when I passed by Lucky Plaza for the first time. The feeling of shame to be associated. Honestly, it’s not because of nationality, but the thought of being quickly associated to the loud and (what appears to me) loitering group of people in a public having picnic outside the mall floors. I don’t think we’d tolerate the same if it was done in front of Glorietta or SM Megamall.

  7. Andrea Soco-Roda says

    Thank you for the comments, Ana D. Thank you for sharing your experience, ashfenixx. Being honest about our positions and sentiments is often key to genuine understanding.

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