writing is an outlet of feelings

Dated: August 17, 2010

I am 19 years here on earth and maybe you would ask me what have I done for these years? It is really a funny question that I would love to answer.

My mother gave birth of me when the only August 16, 1991 date on earth occurred. I am one of the luckiest persons who survived the uneasy development that everyone experienced during conception. This date is the date dated for me to be here on earth and this date will also be the basis of my years breathing.

Perhaps, when you were born, you became the princess at home. Me? I did not experience a princess life because we’re living with my father’s parents which make it a common house for my father’s side and I have many cousins who were born at the same year I was. I grew up without special treatment from the people around me because 2 years after me, a baby boy followed and was named after my grandfather that put their attention to him.

However, like every other people are afraid of, I was also almost put to death. When I was 4 years old, I was found drown in the sea and was brought to the hospital with 50% chances to live. Well, fortunately I am still breathing now which means I overcome that challenge in my life. On the month after that incident, I was also found poisoned with the gasoline I drank from a soft drink’s bottle. Again death visited me and everybody thought that it was really the time for me to rest. But, God was so good and He gave me another chance to live for I have a mission to accomplish before I finally rest. Since then, everybody cares for me and put their slight attention to me. So see how playful fate is? Well, it’s an advantage to feel that someone cares for me.

It was June 1998 that I was enrolled in the Primary level of Education and it was the time that I started to build my confidence. I have the guts to compete with other pupils and performed very good t school. School year 2003-2004, I finished my Elementary level and awarded as the Class Valedictorian and received some awards for the accomplishments and names that I brought in my alma mater. I thought that 6 years schooling will be enough so that I could go out from home and find work to help my family. But it was a very wrong concept that was installed in my young mind. How thankful I am that I have my father who responsibly told me that life is not like that. He told me that he had the same thought of mine before and followed his own without minding his parents. He set his self as an example to make me realize the product of his being hardheaded and possessing a dominating attitude that even his parents he over powered. On that day I was shook and I immediately changed my mind that I have to finish my study and find a good job after that I will not let my father’s fate will repeat on me.

Yes, I continued my Secondary Education bringing with me the words of my father, “you have to prove to me and to the people that you are the Class Valedictorian in your Elementary not because you’re favored by your teacher but because you are intelligent. Maintain to be an honored student until you finish your High School so that I will be more proud of you”. This challenging statement of my father powered me to struggle the odds and difficulties I experienced for four years. I know, it was not only me who struggled and worked hard because I installed in my mind that my parents are also in hardships just to support us in our studies.

March 2008 was my Graduation Day in High School. I decided not to take the march because I am only a salutatorian which I think I failed my father in his expectation that I will remain as class Valedictorian. It was my older sister who enlightened me to march. She told me that I am lucky that I am a Salutatorian because there are lots of students who are aiming for the position I have. I should not degrade myself with a very invalid reason. She also told me that even if my father will not speak to me directly, he is proud of me because I graduated giving him honor and pride. Because of her words, I marched with my mother pregnant of our 7th baby.

Truly, I saw the hardships of my parents just to send us to school. At this time, we are two in college which make it more difficult. I am a scholar and receiving an honorarium as Sangguniang Kabataan Chairperson and it help me a lot to at least have little self support in my college studies. At this moment of my life I see how determined my parents are to make us professional that even if they are full of debts, they still go on just for us. The difficulties of our lives push me to strive more and more not only for myself but for my family especially my 5 younger siblings.

Conflicts and misunderstanding are part of growing up. I had some with my father, mother and my siblings but we all got out from it. With the help of God, I learned to forgive and forget the shortcomings we had committed to each other. Even yesterday, I got misunderstanding with my brother and I cried on my birthday. Fighting with one another is a spice of life, the important thing is that we all learned from it and will try not to do it again.

At present, I am 3rd year college taking up Bachelor of Secondary Education major in English. This time, I could really say that I am matured and little grown up. I once had a chat with one of my nieces and she asked me if I have good grade now and without hesitation, I told her that way back my Elementary and High Years I had the best grade in school because I was awarded as Class Valedictorian and Salutatorian respectively but now that I already grew up, a lot of things changed in me because I do not have my focus in my studies. “When we are child”, I told her, “ we are focus on studies and little play but as time goes by, our way of thinking changes in a way that we tend to feel and experience the problems of our parents which turn our attentions from studies.” I have the guts to tell these to my niece because these are true. I do not have the vices that will destruct me from my studies and I do not even have peers who, I know will influence me badly.

If we talk about my love life, it is sad to say that I do not have a personal boyfriend. My boyfriend only exists in my dreams. Thus, it makes me think not to wake up any more just to be with him and be happy even for a short time but my boyfriend always wakes me because I still have many things to do in my real world. It makes me feel forlorn at times but he is right. I should not focus my life to him because he is only present in my dream not my reality.

Yesterday I turned 19 and I am thankful that I still reached this age with good health and very supportive and loving parents, with my inspiring siblings and friends around me. With my God and my Family with me, I firmly believe that I am warding to attain my goals and fill up my dreams in life on the other word, success. I will attain success that will make me and other people happy and satisfied, without hurting others’ hearts and without stepping people’s rights.

parts of speech

The part of speech are the classification of words according to their functions, meaning, and form. The eight parts of speech are the NOUN, PRONOUN, ADJECTIVES,VERBS,ADVERB,PREPOSITION,CONJUNCTION, and INTERRJECTION.


1.NOUNS-A noun is a name of person, place, or thing.
There are kinds of nouns namely:

a.Common noun. a common noun is a name characteristic of all member of a class of persons, places,or things.(e.g. man ,company, city)
b. Proper Noun- A proper noun is the name of a particular person, palce,or thing(e.g. Mr. James, the Glidden Company, Philippines)
c.Special classes of nouns. a concrete noun is a name of an object;that is ,something that can be seen or touch(desk,table).an abstract noun is the name of a quality, conditin or idea(e.g. intelligence ,courtesy,abundance, daarkness).A collective noun is the name of a group (committee, class, company, jury, herd).A COMPUND NOUN is a name consisting of two or more words (International airport, sergeant-at-arms, vice-president)

2.PRONOUNS-A Pronoun is a word used in place of a noun.(he,she,it)
Kinds of Pronouns
a. Personal Pronouns- the personal pronouns are I, WE, YOU, HE, SHE,IT, THEY, and other grammatical form such as MINE, ME,
b. Relative Pronoun- the relative pronouns are who, which, and that. these pronouns not only substitute for nouns, but also link nouns with the rest of the sentence.
Example:
1.Stenographers who work overtime will be paid time and a half.
2.We are sending today the curtains which you recently ordered.
c.Demonstrative Pronoun- The Demonstrative pronouns are this, that, these, and those. They are used to make pointed references to persons, places, or thing.
Example:
1.This is the desk I was talking about.
2. These are not satisfactory.
d. Interrogative Pronouns- The interrogative pronouns are who, which, and what. they are used is asking questions.
Example:1.Who should write the letter?
2. Which of the two models should we take?
e. Indefinite Pronoun- The indefinite pronoun pronouns include one, some, few,all, any, anyone, somebody, none etc. They are characterized in vagueness in thier reference.
f. Reflexive Pronoun- The Reflexive Pronouns are those wors ending in -selves or -self ( Myself, oneself etc,)

legend in asia

The Legend of Cham Thewi
Once upon a time, Suthewa, a hermit of Burapha Nakhon, inadvertently found a baby girl borne by a lotus flower. He took care of the baby until she grew up to be a maiden. The hermit was worried that the people would think that she was his wife. He then placed her on a bamboo raft floating along the Raming River. Fortunately the King of Lavo discovered her. He took care of her and brought her up as foster – daughter. Upon maturity, she was wedded to the King’s son, Prince Kamphotcha.
In the meantime, Burapha Nakhon was stricken by calamity because the King had failed to fulfill the ten virtues of any incumbent king. In fact, the guardian deity was angry, inspiring flood and inundation that resulted in the death of large numbers of people and animals. In response to this, Suthewa, the hermit, invited another hermit, Sukthanta, to found a new city named Hariphunchai (now known as Lamphun Province) and requested the King of Lavo to appoint Princess Cham Thewi to the new throne of Hariphunchai. Cham Thewi was very pleased and agreed to take the crown, especially since she could meet Suthewa again. Prince Kamphotcha refused to come with her, saying that Suthewa wanted to meet her alone. On her way to Hariphunchai the procession passed along the Raming River and many places were named in honour of Cham Thewi, who had passed the waterway before. Those names have survived to this day, for instance, “Ban Tak” is believed to be the place where Princess, Cham Thewi driedher clothes after taking a bath and “Sam Ngao District” is the place where the Princess while pregnant, stayed by the river and when the sun shone on the Princess, it cast shadows of three persons.

analysis of everybody has his burden by raquel limbadan

Analysis:
This folktale is a story that has no author who was recognized because it was preserved through oral transmission. Where, the grown up told their youngsters about this story and the youngsters told the story to the next generations until writing was discovered and now we are able to read it in written form.
Have you ever wonder why this story has its title? Well it is obvious that whenever we have made something, it’s surely our objective is to get the attention of the audience and make our craft effective. We could say that it is effective if we impart learning to our readers that will somehow give lessons that will change their negative outlooks in life.
However, it sometimes puzzles us why for all the things on earth, why mango tree was used in the story to symbolize the humans complains in life. We should not think it in a literal way because it is an art of writing that will make our works more understandable and more influential but had given great implications in our lives.
It was discussed in the story the burdens carried by each part of the mango tree and it’s a reflection to us human that we are also complaining about our present lives and sometimes we do not think about the feelings of others. Yes it is true that each of us has burdens in life because human as we are, we are prone to that.
The mango is a plant which produced fruits and even gave shade for those who work under the heat of the sun and in this picture we could see that it is producing to help for progress. A mango tree symbolizes that each of us should utilize of lives in a way that we could help for the progress and that we are productive citizens in this country and in this world.
Our lives here are only temporary and so we must make the best out of this chance. We have to contribute for the progress and be a producer of good fruits someday.

summary of indonesian folktale: everybody has his burden

Indonesian Folktale: Everybody has his Burden

“Everybody has his burden but the heaviest burden is for the small and low”.
Once there was a mango tree. It had many large branches which gave generous shade and bore many luscious fruits. Everybody who saw the fine yield of fruit admired the tree and wished they owned a tree like it.
One day, a complaining voice was heard right under the bottom of the tree. “Poor me. What a burden I have to bear. I’ve got to carry such a load; the heavy trunk, all the huge branches, all the leaves and fruit. So heavy is my load that I’m buried alive in the soil. Never I am able to see the nice work of nature above earth. Never can I breathe fresh air or see the moon or the sun.
On contrary, people hurt me when they sometimes pull me out to plant me somewhere else. Oh, I can’t describe how I suffer all the time. Only God knows my sufferings. What a nice life the trunk has”.
When the trunk heard this sullen outburst, he answered:
“My Dear brother, don’t talk like that. Do you really think I have a nice life? You don’t know how I have to bear the weight of those great branches and all that load of fruit on me. I’m always frightened when there is a hard whirlwind shaking my body. The whirlwind turns and twist my body so badly. You don’t know how it hurts. I am fortunate if I don’t break into two. If I do, then everything is finished.”
“One thing I hate. Day after day, people who bring firewood to the market lean their heavy bundles of wood to me. Torture my flesh when they strike their axes on my body. I bleed them for hours. Besides this, even the people lean on me at the same time. No need to tell you what my suffering is all that weight to support. Do you think they are thankful to me? Not at all. Then only notice the leaves above their heads who gave them shade. Of what use are those leaves? They only have a nice life, dancing whenever there is the slightest breeze.”
The grumbling of the trunk was heard by the leaves. They fretted to hear these words of envy about themselves. So they said grumpily:
How sad we are to hear you both talking like that. How ungrateful you both you are. Isn’t it we who protect you from the burning rays of the sun? And what about the raining season? We always do our best to protect you from the harsh squalls that drench you. We protect you from the strong whirlwind with will uproot you. How much we suffer during these severe winds. We creak and rattle from their hand whippings and lacking. We are smacked down on earth and flung here and there and everywhere. Those of us who will still have the strength to hold onto a branch to avoid falling are solely scratched. Those of us who are scattered on the earth are collected by the people. For a moment, we are glad to be together again but the happiness does not last long. We realized this togetherness is until we are put to death by fire and turned into ash. How can you say that we have a nice life! It’s the fruit who have a nice life, hanging and swinging all day. It is the fruit that counts for everybody.”
The fruits were saddened to hear this talk. They said in a sulky voice:
“ My Dear brothers and sisters, how sad we are to hear your words. It is far from the truth of what we actually feel and what we have to face every time. We are the most to be pitied.”
We always live in fear. We have to keep up our good name all the time, to be famous throughout the world. If we are not sweet and delicious and pretty, people won’t buy us. They will cut us all off and you will become firewood.
“Besides that, how about the children who had stones at us when we are doing our best to take care ourselves and ripen into beauties that people will want to buy? And even when we are ripe we have to suffer when we are eaten by people. We are not complaining, After all, people like to grow us because we are delicious. And that means they respect us. The best of us seeds selected and replanted. We have pride seeing our descendants: seeds of our seeds.”
“ Stop! Stop talking!” The root said harshly again.”No need to talk anymore. All of you depend on me. If I don’t exist all of you will not be there. If I’m sick then there will no trunk, no leaves, no fruit. I have to work hard to all of you, looking for the food you all need. Have for no thought of me who has to do so much for all of us? Do you think only of your own feelings?
So it must be among people too, say the Bataks. Think what other feel before you take a step. The true balance of democracy is when the leaves, fruit, trunks and roots are all taken into the picture.