Biyernes, Agosto 17, 2012

Informal Theme #2.2


Mother Tongue Dilemma.
                 
                Another alteration in Philippine education had been the talk of the town these previous months. Who won’t be interested with this matter, right? A lot of changes to be made and with the current economic crisis we are experiencing; only those fortunate will be able to cope up without difficulty. Public schools lack supplementary materials, classrooms and even educators. Nevertheless, these are not the only issues. The medium in instructions in preschool even in higher grades was modified to their native tongue which in return is expected to affect not only the comprehension skills of students but as well as their relationship with their communities. This crucial shift, known as “Mother Tongue-Based Multi-Lingual Education” (MTB-MLE), is part of the K+12 basic education reform program. The new scheme has yielded positive results in 921 schools across the country where it has been implemented.
            The DepEd says: “Local and international studies have shown that using the language used at home (mother tongue) inside the classroom during the learners’ early years of schooling produces better and faster learners who can easily adapt to learn a second (Filipino) and third (English) language.”
            At the other side of the coin, English is now introduced as a second or third language at the primary level in almost all these schools. Even after many years of compulsory study, a number of high school students are unable to speak, read or write simple English phrases and sentences.  For these types of students, access to higher education, employment, technical knowledge, the world of computers and the Internet will also be limited.      
            Learning English is important because 80% of the information stored in computer is in English as it is the main language in the internet. More than half the world's scientific journals are in English. It has  become the main way to  get around, the main way to get things done, the way you make friends, the way you do business with a foreign country and at last but not the least, you get information.
               Now that another adjustment was made so that our country won't be left out, I expect big differences. I infer that there will be a boost in Philippine literature considering that students,in recent time, uses their own dialects. The knowledge and vocabulary of students will also broaden up since they are to use their own language at all times. I also expect that no schools will longer fail the achievement tests that the department of education will be giving.
            As of this moment, I stand on my opinion that it is best to use our native language not only because we are used to it but because it reflects our identity as a Filipino. In fact, we don’t actually need to adopt the American way of living; it just turns out that it is a symbol of affluence among Filipinos. An example to this is that speaking straight using English as a medium may mean to us that that person is either from a prosperous family or an erudite.
            Hence, for some time, we will really need to use the english language. Now as the world continues to revolve around flurries of technology and economy, we need to cope up and join in the fight of developing nations. For that reason, english and other languages must be taught to adolescent students and native language should be spared for early learning stages.



Miyerkules, Agosto 15, 2012

Informal Theme #2.1

The Story of Poor Johnny.

            Once there was an ephebe named Juan. Juan is from a deprived family, living only in a small weak grungy hut made from scrap woods, and pieces of clothing. They own the small land where their house stands, hence, they never think of selling it. They typically eat only twice a day but when those times that his father isn’t capable of earning enow money, they would only eat on one occasion and worse, they would just fill their grumbling stomach with a glass of water and then slumber in the darkness.

            Juan is the youngest in their family. His siblings do not have any decent work and weren’t able to finish their education. His mother was jailed when he was eight and still in surveillance after a hag accused her of stealing her jewelries. Now, The only hope of their family is him who is currently in fifth grade and is an achiever in class.

            Every Saturday morning, Juan goes to the nearby depot to find some wealth with his brother, Indon. There, they carry heavy and huge drums of fish. For some times, they serve as the one who vociferates and harangues to the queue of buyers. However, even though how hard they try to make the both ends meet, they still could not provide all the necessities of the family. In midst of those complications, Juan can still manage to have some relaxation. Before dusk, he would hang about under the deciduous tree alongside their house, writing onto a paper his dreams and future plans about their life.

            One day, there was a fastidious man who came to their place riding in a coupe and clothed akin to a sleuth. He is indeed enormous, has light complexion, has tiny eyes and speaks Mandarin. After him is an assemblage of men, who is at that moment working and digging the land that is Juan’s family’s property.

            Juan came out of their house and asked the tall man, “Why are you burrowing our territory?”. “It’s ours”, he continued and showed evidences but the man seems to be taciturn and instead gave him an uncouth look. Juan then saw bunches of diamonds and golds on the wheelbarrow one of the workers is taking to the truck. Juan was petrified and could not believe what he was seeing. Juan asked the peculiar man to arraign the problem but still, he did not listen and brought out a gun.

            Juan tried to ask for help from the richest and most prominent capitalist in town, Sam, some call him with his epithet, Uncle Sam, but he same with the others did not show any care to appease the affray. Juan’s family is now desperate; fighting back is a piffle idea because they don’t have the same equipments that he has. Juan tried to benefit with the land the same as the knave man but he failed so he just took photographs of the abusive acts hoping that someday, the man will agree to bring it to court. Vacuous it may be but Juan let the theft to continue and in the end, the land was left barren; that the same land that is invisible and inconspicuous to their eyes before..


From Philippine Daily Inquirer


Sabado, Hulyo 28, 2012

Informal Theme #7


Nothing without you.

When all hope is gone
You are there to give me one
And when the whole lot fails
I sense nothing but your warm embrace

You perceived everything good in me
Just when I’m about to relinquish
You showed me things I never see
And made me a brand new start

Each little thing that you do
Constantly motivates me to pursue
To achieve everything I know
And go wherever I desire to go

You are my inspiration
You made me complete again
And now, I witness your intention
To show everyone, the finest that I can be.

Sabado, Hulyo 21, 2012

Informal Theme #6


When the Clock Stops Ticking.
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     Magnificent concave mountains, deep blue oceans, and untouched forests filled with animals living harmoniously. This was the Earth we saw upon opening our eyes to reality. Hence, in recent time, this depiction of Earth could only be seen on picture books. Why? Because humanity had deteriorated it before they thought of the possible consequences.

            This terrene we are stepping on today had served us for countless years: nurtured us and provided our necessities. Yet, in spite of all those sacrifices, we never gave back a thing to her, instead, bunged our eyes and continued our actions. As a stubborn child, as well, we did things only for our good. We never thought of the damages we could cause her.
            Now that we experience the real penalties of our destructive works, we ought to find solutions to this; hence, truth is there’s none. We could never erase the devastations we have caused and bring back the nature as it originally was. Yes, we oath to be stewards but instead of preserving nature, we led to its doom.   
            These past years, news on world’s end kept on coming. They say that this matter is hopeless; we would never find a way out of this. Though it’s hard, I’ve already accepted the fact that it’s too late for us to save the Earth. There is no remedy for her malady, what we could only do is to extend her life.

            Tragic it may be, but we are the ones who chose this path, so we must ready ourselves for the paybacks..



What a Wonderful World 

By Louis Armstrong

I see trees so green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world

I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world

The colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shakin’ hands, sayin’ How do you do?
They’re really saying I love you

I hear babies cryin’, I watch them grow
They’ll learn much more than I’ll ever know
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
Yes, I think to myself, what a wonderful world



Linggo, Hulyo 15, 2012

Informal Theme #5


Romeo and Juliet. (Version 2) :D




Paris enters with his page.

Paris: Oh God why! (the page handed him a handkerchief), Why, Juliet! Whyyyyyyy!

Audience cries as well.

Paris: Go ahead my page, bring that torch with you. I want to stay here alone, in this cold dark night, together with the cadaver of my Juliet. (He cries again) Juliet, whyyyyy? (towards the page) and besides, Romeo will come and I’ll die later. I don’t want you to see me bleeding, keep, keep, bleeding in love, (‘Bleeding love’ song plays)

Page: Okay sir. (Whispering) what a brat. With that music, huh! He is such a dumb, fool, insane, big mouthed… (Suddenly he slipped) Ouch!

The torch went directly to Paris’ mouth so he burned.

Page run quickly and exit.


Romeo and Balthasar enter.

Both slips.

OUCH!

Balthasar: Look at these ashes, sir. They seem familiar. Hmmm. It smells familiar too.

Romeo: Hmmm. Aha! Maybe it came from our chimney. The one Santa Claus used to enter the house last Christmas.

Balthasar: Oh yes, I remember! He kissed your mother last time..

Romeo: (Poker face) Nevermind, hand me the potion now so I can murder myself now.

Balthasar: Okay, here you go. (Balthasar drinks it)

Romeo: WTH did you do?

Balthasar: I drank it. Maybe there is poison in it. You might have been killed by now if there is.
I am sooooo intelligent sir. Imagine, I thought of that!

Romeo: It is indeed a poison! (facepalm)

(Balthasar’s mouth bubbled and died)

Romeo: Oh God! What will I do? A dagger? Is that a dagger?

(Romeo seizes the dagger and Friar Lawrence enters)

He slips.

Friar Lawrence: Awwwwwww. Ahhhhhhhh. Oooooooooooooooh.Ouuuuuuuuch. (he died of heart attack)

Romeo: Noooo! (He struck the dagger to his chest and died)

(The Prince, the Capulets and the Montagues enter, and slips)

All: Ouch!

(All dies of head trauma)


Suddenly, Juliet awakens. She opened her eyes and guess what.

Exaunt. Sad music plays.

Linggo, Hulyo 8, 2012

Informal Theme #4


Romeo and Juliet.

        Juliet awoke from the deep sleep, the potion, Friar Lawrence gave, had caused. She opened her eyes and saw the cadaver of her beloved Romeo next to the corpse of Paris. She could not believe what her eyes were seeing.

Friar Lawrence: Come with me. I’ll place you in the sisterhood of nuns. Don’t ask                                        anymore questions. There is no sufficient time for that.
           
            Juliet found a dagger alongside Romeo and thought of stabbing herself so she could be with him in the after life. Juliet seized the knife and pointed it to her chest. However, before Juliet had continued her action, the priest had injected a sleeping potion to her back so she fell asleep. Friar Lawrence took possession of the blade then carried the sleeping maiden out of the tomb before the Prince and Paris’ page came.
             
            When Juliet awoke, Friar Lawrence let her realize that if Romeo had to choose, he would prefer Juliet to have a prolific life rather than to slaughter herself to be with him. It took years before Juliet surpassed the feeling of sorrow and came to apprehension that there are countless opportunities to let pass.

            She went to Mantua and started a new life. She changed her name and devoted herself to theater. She wrote numerous plays and turned to an incredibly famous woman whom most men wanted to marry. She pledged to another man and had a daughter she named, Rosaline. But unfortunately, her husband died in an accident.
           
            Decades passed, seasons had changed and Juliet’s hair turned white. But, the memories of Romeo still remained. She asked Rosaline to bring her back to Verona and reminisce all the moments she had with Romeo. Juliet died with a grin on her face, hoping to see and kiss the man she loved for her lifetime once again from above.

            Years after, Rosaline met a younger man named Romeo and had a wonderful life with him.


Romeo and Juliet 1968
            If I had a chance to alter the end of the story, my version would run like that. It is because true love could not be measured by murdering yourself if your dearly loved passed away. It is in loving the same and only person in your entire life. However, I believe that there would be no greater conclusion than the one Shakespeare did. Though tragic, it taught me a valuable lesson: Do not make quick, hasty decisions without thinking about possible outcomes and consequences.