My friend Ryan used to live in a house that had an enormous mango tree in front. One day they sent the family chauffeur up the tree to check for any ripe mangoes.
Guy climbs up, then comes back down saying there are no fruits at all.
The next day, he goes up the tree again. Ryan and his family are understandably puzzled (like, fruits don't appear overnight, ya know?) and ask him what's up. He tells them, "Just making sure."
He climbs the tree again the day after that. His excuse? "Exercise."
When he tries to go back up again on the fourth day, Ryan and his family start to get concerned and they insist he tell them the real reason he goes up there.
He says, "I have a girlfriend in the tree. Today I'm going up there to live with her for good."
When they forbid him, he freaks out and grabs a bolo (a large knife that's used as a gardening tool). He threatens to kill them if they stop him from going up the tree.
One of the maids (who, apparently, has a thing for the chauffeur) hurries and dumps a big bowl of salt over the guy's head. He goes very pale and then loses consciousness. When he wakes up, he can't remember anything about a woman up in the tree.
Sounds unbelievable, but in this country there are numerous accounts of humans falling in love with otherworldly beings and vice versa. In my dialect, we refer to these beings as tamawo, the closest translation of which would be "fairy" or "elf." In folklore, the tamawo are extremely gorgeous and light-skinned, and for all intents and purposes look just like humans except that they lack a filtrum (y'know, the groove between the nose and the upper lip). They live in luxurious palaces somewhere inside huge, old trees and are quite in the habit of courting the locals. They write love letters and present you with gifts. They're very gallant and old-fashioned suitors, actually. Definitely the type you can take home to Mother. Problem is, you're the only one who can see them.
They invite you to visit their palace, which is full of marvels and riches, and they ply you with food and drink. Their rice moves (eww). You aren't supposed to eat or drink anything, or else you will have to remain in their kingdom forever. I can draw some parallels here to Greek/Roman mythology--- Hades takes Persephone to the Underworld, she eats six pomegranate seeds and, as a consequence, has to stay there for six months every year.
Most accounts of a human girl falling in love with a tamawo state that the girl falls ill at some point of the courtship. This means the tamawo is now trying to take her with him into his kingdom once she dies (not so gallant anymore, I guess).
There have been many cases of young, healthy people suddenly coming down with a fever and dying, and when their graves are dug up for whatever reason, it is found that the coffin contains only a banana heart, with no trace of the corpse to be found anywhere. The tamawo has claimed his beloved and whisked her off to his kingdom.
I am not inclined to believe these stories, but most elders and rural folk attest to their veracity. Makes me wonder if there was any sort of phenomenon that could be the root of all this, or if it's simply a testament to the might of the human imagination.
Anyway, this post isn't meant to debate whether elves exist or not. I merely wanted to provide, to the best of my ability, a peek into one aspect of Philippine folklore.
Any parallels from other countries?
-Thea
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