"The Resilient Filipino"

                  
                     Filipino people are called Resilient for they have strong wills that can never be crushed by any sorts of calamities and disasters. The Filipino character can be brought out in full view during a crisis. When the typhoon Sendong hit the Philippine, the filipino people was almost drown by grief and despair, some almost lost the will to live. But they overcame the dark shadows of their lives and learn to smile and laugh again. They were not crushed by the darkness that they felt but they instead cling to the light, hoping for the new ray of hope that is to surely come.


                    Some people were shocked when they see Filipino people laughing while doing an evacuation, smiling even if their houses collapse before their eyes. They might thought that the Filipino people were crazies at first, but they are mistaken cause the true spirit of being a Filipino is facing the problem then turn it into something laughable that even at the toughest times they are able to laugh and thank the god alone for their saved lives. They only hope to be able to stand up again and built their lives for the future. They look back to remember the deceased and then they will turn their heads to the road ahead, They understand well that Life continues and that their lost families doesn't wish for them to lose the will to live, because they are the one who survived then they have the duty to live the lives that was lost, a duty to continue to the future. It might be hard and tough, indeed it will be but they will show weakness for a moment to rise up again even stronger that before.


                   Even if the winds blow harsh against their hair and their legs may be crippled by the waves, they will stand up and picked up the shattered pieces of their souls and continue to live.

For a Bright future.


After all the Filipino people are Resilient. :)

              ( We believe in being STRONG when EVERYTHING seems to be going WRONG. )

English 3N A1

A.1 A Nickname and a reason for choosing such.

               My friends call me 'Kristel', My Best friends call me 'Tel', My family call me 'Kring'. As a formal thing to do my friends and  acquaintances would always call my whole name but my family and best friends also have their own informal way to call me. When I was in grade school my classmates often teases me for the nickname my grand mama has given me, I mean it sounded like the telephone when it's ringing. But I grow fond of that nickname it follow suit to my cousins nicknames which always ended with 'ng'.

B.1 Three things you like to do on a sunny day.

                I love it when the sun is high up in the sky. Others might not like it cause it will cause the darkening of their skin, but I don't mind. I'm a pure Filipina, born and raise in the Philippines so I'm not afraid to feel the sun on my skin, I especially like the sun rays in the early morning between 5:00 am to 7:00 am. It feels refreshing and warm. So the first thing I like to do when mister sun is up is to bath on his warm light. The second thing I like to do is to water my darling plants. The most important thing to raise a plant is a healthy sunny day, I love it when I see one of my dear flowers bloom. Third is to take a little jog into my neighborhood at 6:00-7:00 am. Many old ladies would always give me something to eat when I jog past their shop so it became a little habit to greet them every time I could jog, nobody wants to turn their backs to a free sweet potatoes.

C.1 Three things you like to do in a rainy day.

                I love rainy days just as much as I love the sun. There's only a few people who love rainy days because only a few wanted to get wet. But count me as one of those few people. I often like reading Novels and drinking my milk tea outside our little balcony when it's raining. You can hear the 'pit-pat' of the raindrops as it falls to our roof and into the pavement. It's very comforting. Second is I love to think things as I stared blankly into my window. It helps when your arranging your thoughts, it's my little meditation technique. Third is to cuddle with my fat pussy cat name 'Luffy'. I named him after 'Monkey D. Luffy from One Piece', Why? Because my luffy often like to destroy the arrangement of my books, He's very similar to straw-hat Luffy who cares about nothing but eating and fighting.

D.1 What is your dream?

            I dream of being a scientist when I was 9, a veterinarian wen I was 11, and an Animator when I was 12. But I found out that not all dreams are possible, I mean my IQ is average and I'm definitely no Einsteinette. I'm good with animals but they often end up with a limp with me and I'm very good with drawing but I like designing clothes and not funny people with big heads. So when I reach the age of 14 I dream to be a professional Teacher. To be able to function to a society. But that doesn't mean that I would stop dreaming. I still have lots of ambition that I would do my very best to accomplish and right now it's to become a Fashion Designer. When I'm able to pile up money to pursue that ambition I would very much love it when I get to design dresses for hollywood stars. :)
Nothing is impossible when your dreaming.

Freedom

Sign # 7
                

  People always thought that they are not free. Especially students who feel like they've been dictated in their whole life, it's as if their life is a plan that has already been laid out for them. To live, to eat, to die. Those things are expected because we are mortals and mortals have a limited time in earth.

Being free depends on how a person see the world. Do you question the world? Do you want to know what is free and what is not? Even earth is like a cage only few make it out of space.
             

                   Freedom is a word so vast it's difficult to sum it out but for me freedom is feeling and living your life to fullest without regrets and remorse of what's already been done. I always thought things that seem unnecessary to others but very vital for me. Adults sometimes mistake teen age freedom as a rebellion as what Albert Camus said "The only way to deal with an un-free world is to become absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion."

Being free is the most comfortable feeling that you can get. Others said that they will be free when they already finish school. But not really being free start in childhood till your old. It's a whole lifetime gift given to us. 

Freedom is existing together with this world. No one will oppose you as you will not oppose others. Let yourself think and do what you want not what others deem you to be. But not to the extent that they wont be able to catch up with you.

That's what FREEDOM means to me.

A vast word that can't be utter with a simple synonym.

[ Be Free ]

Narration

Sign #6

My favorite spot...

My Favorite spot is my Couch inside my humble home. It's red with big golden like cobwebs crowding it with rose blossoms. It's smooth and very comfy to sit on, it has a very soft pillows at ends. My couch is Long and fitted to me like a glove. I sometimes sleep on it especially when I have assignments, projects, and my sketches which I do as a hobby.

It's located in our little living room facing the TV. I always watch movies in our living room while laying in my couch. I sometimes read books, eat snacks in my red comfy couch. It helps me to relax when I got home tired from the reality outside. So I can basically say that I love my couch and my Living room..

My Reaction To "SUHI"

Sign # 5

"At first when I entered the mini-theater I got goose bumps. The atmosphere inside is like of that from another world."

The play tells a story about a kingdom which is about to be attacked and was cornered but gains victory because of a man named Udin. He join forces with the queen of Adin which is a lady named Mayi who's husband is killed and was a widowed woman, and they ended up victorious. He then married Mayi and become the King of Adin. Now the real story is about to start.

After four years the kingdom Adin was again on the verge of being attacked by the enemy kingdom whose ruler is Sampulna. Sampulna accuses the Queen Mayi of being the murderer of the late King Layos. Queen Mayi, of course denies it and instead accuses Udoy for treason, for once he was a confidante of Sampulna.
There is only one way to stop Sampulna's impending rout of Adin: and that is the son of king Layos and Mayi to sit at the throne of Adin, but they believed it  died 29 years ago .The child's birth is breech. There is only one person who knows if it's still alive and that is the Komadrona who helps Mayi gave birth. 

The Komadrona claims that she knows nothing but was forced to utter words that the council don't comprehend. Udin at first have already suspect the words of the Komadrona and was afraid to know. The Saksi confirmed his suspicion on who is the son. Mayi who knows that the truth is about to be leaked committed suicide. While the council found out that Mayi had an affair with Sampulna and was blessed with a child, and that is Udin.

The last part of the play portrays the soon confrontation of Udin and Sampulna, his father.

This play really gives off an aura of being indulge to the play. The actors and actresses is so focused and because of that they produces an act that is worth our money, very worth it.

It's a little bit like Oediphus Rex but a little different with twist and all. I myself found that the play is very entertaining. I got excited, curious, scared or a little spooked off by the Black Dancers as I called them, and the best off all I enjoyed it..

My Mother's Roses

Sign #4

As a child I vaguely remember my mother's face.She passed away when i was 3 years old. It was an 'accident' as what the authorities calls it, but my grand mom knows it well that it wasn't JUST an accident. They said that she fall's from a storey building but the autopsy result is different, it shows that it wasn't just a suicide but a murder but they don't want to mess with the other country where my mom works so they decided that it would be better to be silent. I always remember my grand moms face every time when my mothers birth day would come for it looks so forlorn that I would sometime weeps alone for my grand mom's suffering. She always said to my moms picture that she was so young, too young to be gone and leaving her daughter alone with an irresponsible father.

My Grand Mom always tell's me bedtime stories about my mothers life and the mistakes that she made so I would learn and won't repeat the same thing. I always listen cause I'm very interested about my mother. What she is? How she act.? Did she love me?

I constantly ask my grand mom about those cause I can ambiguously remember my mothers smiling face when I'm dreaming. In my dreams she always has this smile that can make me feel calm and safe, safe from the problems of the reality.

My grand mom always took great care of my mothers pink roses that was planted in our little garden. She said that it was my mothers treasure and she took great affection to her roses. But an unfortunate tragedy happen, the storm 'Sendong' came and destroyed half of our properties together with our miniature garden. My grand mom was at loss when she found out that our roses all died except for one that is in the edge of being withered. We all did our best to revive the flower and it did with a little defect, it won't bloom anymore no matter how much we waited it only have leaves with no flowers.

It was on my 14th Birth Day, everyone is excited cause for our family our 14th birth day is like turning into a responsible and independent adult where you can do decisions on yourself. 

It was early in that morning, 4:00 pm when I wake up earlier than the rest. I slowly make my way to the kitchen in mind of drinking a coffee to get rid of the chilliness of the morning. I take my coffee outside to witness the rising sun. I strolled in our mini garden and stop when I notice that the rose plant that only have leaves now have 2 buds of flower and one blooming fully. I was at awe to move and just stay still staring at the flower while the sun is slowly rising illuminating the morning dew's around me. 

And then it hit me the most intoxicating smell of roses. So strong that I dropped the coffee I've been holding. My grand mom always told me that when a deceased came they would sometime be notice by their smell and I'am 100% sure that time that it was my mom. It's like I can feel her strong yet soft hands touching my cheeks like she always do in my unclear childhood memories. I felt my tears welled up and fall in my face. 


It's like she's telling me that she would always be watching me in heaven. I felt relief and happiness as I know that she will never leave me alone, after all I'am her daughter....

Photo of the DAY;

[For the most beautiful angel in heaven....My Mom!]

Stop and Say "Thank You."

Sign #3

"Thank You" Two short words but rarely heard.

We always say this to our self; "I'am well mannered." But really are you sure about that?

Do you stop and help when there is an old man being laden down by his baggage and trying to cross the street? DO you help him or are you embarrassed being seen with that old man? 

Yes, you are! In this time their are only few generous people who helps without minding the appearance, and the eyes of the society. Really can you call yourself a well mannered person if even the simplest "thank you" and "Can I help you?" is never heard from your mouth. 

Just having education and family backgrounds can never be called being a "well mannered person." 

Being "well mannered" start first by being courageous and being bold enough to not cower at the eyes of the critics. We have this so called "Society Pyramid" where the elites stand atop and the low born's cower in the ground.Those who stands at the top never know what "thank you" means for they never thank and never know the feelings of those in the ground that even the little helps our hand can held are very much appreciated.

Some bumps at you and never throw you a single glance and continue walking as if you never existed and you are the one who have to say "sorry" instead of the person who initiated it.

Those at the bottoms knows how much a little help means while those at the top never knows for they never experienced being thrown a glance of disgust of how they act and dressed. Those with no proper dressed are sometimes thrown outside a store just because they are dirty.

They thank us for we gave them little help and even a smile can be returned with grateful eyes. Those gestures that we thought as "Little" is actually thought as a "Big" thing for them, those who needed helps.

Never forget these words;

♥ Thank You
♥ Please
♥ Can I help You?
♥ and Your Welcome!

Photo of the DAY;

[ Manners make us aware that everything we have derives from a source.]

{by: L. A. Wilson}