Reaction: Comedy of Errors

     Another outstanding masterpiece of Shakespeare the ' Comedy of Errors'. What lies behind the title? Everyone is sure that it'll be a comedy but what errors are in it? This week classmates of mine have reported the story and some reactions need to be told.

    In reporting a play, everyone must consider the background of the said play. Was it originally Shakespeare's  idea? or was it someone else'?  Questions that we're in my mind after they've reported it, which was a shame that I didn't even got to ask it to them.  

    From the group, I saw that there were only two people who really understood the story and some not quite. The way they reported in front of the class was somewhat boring. Boring, meaning it's the usual thing everyone does. Read the one on the power point. That's it. For me that kind of way is getting to cliche, can't they all think of another was to report their work? It's not that I'm saying it's a terrible one, but, it's just that it's like wheel that goes round and round over and over.

   But in total, they somewhat reported well. I can't quite say anymore because we might do the same mistakes and who knows' what they'll say. An opinion is an opinion. But honestly, I believe they can do better well like I usually say c'est la vie.

NCAE

   First of all what's the NCAE for? Why did DepEd even bother to make this kind of test? What would it do or what help would it be to us students? These are some questions that a normal person would ask if he had no idea on that kind of test.

   A certain day was allotted for the third year students to take the NCAE ( National Career Assessment Examination). We were all alphabetized according to surname. And everyone was quite curious on the test that was about to be given to us. No one got anxious and no one even studied, since no one actually told us to get ready that hard. Everyone was just told to be mentally prepared and take the exam seriously since it was an exam to know the field that you're good at.

   I, myself, fully know the field that I'm somewhat good at. Why somewhat? It's because I can't say that I'm fully mastered with that subject but I can cope up. But honestly, my real field is in the field of arts. Arts is where I can fully express myself. It can be in a form of poetry, a story, a comic or a simple sketch or painting, it could also be in a form of song or if possible in a dance. 

   So as we took the examination I read and flipped through the pages quickly. As I reach the math part, I tried to answer most of the parts till I reach the last ten to fifteen numbers I gave up thinking and just guessed the answers. Well I read the problems but the answer just won't get in my mind. And as I reached the OIISSS, a 200 and plus question; well actually situations were given. Most of my answers were still in the field of arts and less on the field on science and non in the other categories, well maybe some on the health part.

   To be in a science high school requires a science field or math.While my chosen field isn't. I can't help it, though I try my best to cope up with the other subjects especially math and with the NCAE I hope that my chosen field would be the result. It may not be a science related subject but at least it's want.

Intrams, Fight of the Fittest

    Sports. It's a favorite event of anyone who's physically and mentally fit, well, actually someone who's just fond of getting energized. And just this past few days London has once again had its "Olympics". Olympics is an event wherein athletes from around the world compete. They compete with one goal in mind, to be first. 

   Like here in our school an annual event has also occurred, and it's called the Intramurals or Intrams.Wherein all students from each year level perform the sport that they've chosen. Like what I've chosen, Shot put, it was the only sport left on the girls list and I had no choice. I was somewhat curious of the sport yet bummed out since it's a sport where in your arm strength is tested. Yet, the ball used in this sport is heavy and I'm a bit weak in that part, but oh well. After a few days it'll begin, the Intrams. 

   How was the intrams for me? How did I felt while being at my chosen sport? And most of all, what really happened that day? Questions that would probably ponder our minds and what did I really do that day? I mean, to be honest I'm not a big fan of sport but I wouldn't say that I hate it or anything I'm just not that interested.

   It was a two day event and as usual I got bored. I think I enjoyed cleaning the room, rather than playing. Besides the noise from the screeching crowd ( which I really dislike since my ear becomes sensitive), I kept on having the feeling of isolation. It was really a good time to lay back and sleep in the room to be honest but I can't since we have to support our year level.

  When the second day arrived it was time for the other events; including the throwing events which includes shot put. At first I didn't feel any tense but as soon as they called my name my body began to somewhat shiver. As I threw that small yet heavy ball my shoulder shivered too and after those three trials the result fourth place. "Oh well" are the words I sighed to myself. I wasn't really that prepared or anything at least now I know how it feels to throw something that heavy and besides, my other competitors are a lot healthier than me. So it's like they say 'All's well that ends well'.

   I wasn't really expecting to be first, hence, the experience. I didn't exactly enjoy everything but at least I learned something new from what I've done and I'm satisfied with that. Others may say that they had fun or the opposite of that but for me all I care is that we did have fun in our own little ways. That two days was enough to keep us energized while having fun. 

Mother Tongue or Foreign Language?

     

     It has been quite some time since the Americans have invaded our land. They've left so many things that changed us Filipinos; especially in our culture. Those developments have really made us Filipinos act differently, from the way we dress, act and the way parents name their children and the way we talk with each other. And I believe I am one of them.
     Society has really changed, and so did we. People tend to use English more often nowadays. In schools, they teach English to almost every year level including children from the nursery level. Most parents prefer to teach their kids English since they think that it'll be better and they would look smart. In speaking with foreigners we tend to adjust ourselves and use English in our conversations and almost in every conversation that may seem formal. We can't avoid it since it has almost been like a habit for most people.
     Some Filipinos in the farther part of the Philippines, or should we say people who are in the deep parts of provinces are encountering problems like - no read, no write. That has always been a problem, since their are fellow citizens and they must have the right to learn our native tongue. Yet sadly those people who have enough money seem to focus on teaching their kids with an advance education. Not saying that it is wrong but those teaches, would probably focus on the English language. While the Tagalog language, forgotten or if not, they are not that familiar with it.
     Like other people I too am a victim of these changes. Honestly I would prefer reading an English novel than a Tagalog one. It is simply because I was trained or my parents have already taught me English long ago. Even in my first years of studying, English was a must. Since that day, my tongue became quite or somewhat fluent with it. Reading a Filipino story straightly would bore me, not unless the story's about a really catchy love story or just something that could catch my attention. If it's not like that then I would lay that book down and do something else,before, but now I try to comprehend every word and if possible read the whole paragraph or sentence again. Because I assure you, I wouldn't understand it that well but even so I'll keep on trying.
     There are also those people who are very much fluent with our native tongue. They are the people who have been practicing or are well aware of our language. And I salute to them since most of them are not only good with our language but at the same time also with the foreign language like English.
     But even after all of these, we made an event that would let everyone recognize our language, which is called "Buwan ng Wika" where in we celebrate it for that month we do things that would make us remember our culture and literature.
    We are simply leaving in a fast changing and modernized world that makes us adapt to it and slowly adjust to it. If we don't we get left behind, but if we do succeed we get the chance to walk the same path as they do. Just like Mr. Viru said in the movie '3 Idiots' - "...Life is a race...". 

Midnight Stroll

   I wonder, what happens when I'm all asleep and midnight comes? It all makes my curiosity boost up. Well I have waited this long, I should give it a try and observe.

    I am now walking around my room and found a knave person staring back at me; it was me, a reflection of myself in the mirror. I crept slowly and opened my door and found my brother lying on the couch who was just in a baccalaureate an hour ago, better not disturb him. Passing through the hallways that seemed to be an unending path I over heard my older sister talking garrulously on the new phone she got last month, the rapport bond between my sister and her friend must be really strong since not even I could listen to her tales that seemed to be forever. I finally reached the stairs and found my father in front of the television. The epithet words my father was using was directed to the epitaph; he is currently watching a zombie movie. The moonlight on the Diamond Chandelier somewhat enlightens our living room and it somehow makes me feel good to see clear light. The unanimous decision of my parents regarding the arrangement of the house is good. I am now by the window and a conspicuous group of cats where in some queue, I bet they're waiting for fish or something. I also think that that trash bin is their rendezvous every midnight. Walking around the house made me thirsty for milk, so I went to the kitchen to open the fridge. The milk in my mug was a bit superfluous so I just quaff and guzzle it down, like someone's even gonna take it away from me. I think that's enow, I have already quenched my thirst. I now overhear mother and father talking about my auntie's wraith which was somewhat disturbing since its already past twelve. I notice the assemblage of the cats and their number is somewhat increasing and this thoughts came up to my mind - it's like their giving a plebiscite about the fish and who will receive it. They all seemed to "meow", I guess they all acquiesced to the decision perhaps. Doing a surveillance on this feline friends of mine suddenly makes me crave for a parfait; it's very uncommon for me to crave for something this late. I then stumble upon my brothers rambunctious room, he really is a buffoon for making his room look like a circus. The uncouth feeling that my brother never did stayed too long in his room made me wonder, why did he even beg for a room of his own. I can remember how he always disturbs mother, he was a bit tautology for asking the same question or phrase over and over again. A vociferate noise of a girl suddenly awakens my senses. I then found my father watching a Sleuth marathon and the girl was currently being chased. I am now looking for some accommodation since that really creeped me out. I guess I was never that auspicious in life, sigh, many unlucky things are currently happening to me. I believe it's because of me being vacuous or a wit since I am a bit juvenile. But I'm usually taciturn, I mean my family members haven't seen me said a hundred words straight at them. Well I believe it's because I am a connoisseur; not that I'm being proud or anything but I like to do conversations on the paper. I'm getting ennui from staring at this Sleuth show, I'll just head back to my room. I am a bit coy to pass by my sleeping brother; weird 'cause his my brother, since he's soundly sleeping and I might disturb him and he looks really grungy. And this unpleasant look of him is very obnoxious to my sight and I know myself that I am more punctilious than him, well I should really get going.
     I am now appeased and becoming a bit faineant since it's already 2 o'clock in the morning. My piffle talking sister and my somewhat contumacious brother makes me wonder what am I then? Well that's for me to answer next time, but right now I'll be shutting my eyes and get myself a goodnight sleep. I am but an ephebe child in this fast changing world and many people like to courtier to get something; like my sister, but I bet I won't change (I hope). Well good night stars that twinkle in the sky, good night my shimmering and glimmering moon and good night to everyone that has life and still breathes.

There's a U in Music

Music is like our soul

It has always been our very own

From birth till now we all know

That we can't live without knowing so

There is a U in music

And we all think of it that way

Without music it's not okay

And know it wouldn't complete our day

Music is apart of us

And I bet we all know that

Listening to it makes our heart fat

By giving us inspirational stuff

Music can really inspire

And it can't make you bored or tired

'Cause it's like it can make you respired

So our souls would not get expired

Music is in you and me
It's in every people we see
It has even made us wild and free
So take out your headphones and listen to me

The World Before, Today and After

     The world is such a beautiful place created by God. There aren't  enough words to describe how magnificent it is. Not even poets can fully define how great our world is. Because starting from the skies down to the depths of the sea and to the end of the universe; ironically because it is endless, there are several terms to start with and non to end. 


     "And I think to myself what a wonderful world" a line from Neil Armstrong's song. It is indeed a wonderful world, because it is simply wonderful. What more can I say? People often see the world as a gigantic mass floating in the universe with the other planets but just as what Neil Armstrong said "I put up my thumb and it blotted out the planet Earth." That's how small the earth really is, maybe even smaller than we really think. And just the fact of knowing that we can now realize that the earth may not last that long, not just because it'll blow up or something, but because of our irresponsibility. So, is it still a wonderful world?


     Several years have passed and the blue planet we once knew is somewhat becoming duller, every second and every minute of our lives. Everyone is hearing about the ozone depletion, climate change and other catastrophic words about our planet's situation. All of them are because of us, every single one of us. That one candy wrapper we didn't properly dispose of, those plastics getting wasted and those chemicals being thrown away everywhere are contributing to that problem. And that problem has been an obstruction to each and everyone of us who's been longing to live a care free world where in you can drink on every lake or river and lie on every corner, breath wherever you want without that smoke becoming a hindrance. You can do almost everything, without getting sick because nothing is contaminated. That was before, but honestly, the earth was also polluted even before. It may not be that noticeable but it was still there. And it'll always be and it can worsen.


     Can we change the world? Make it look better? A song once said "Together we can change the world", is it really possible, that if everyone were to help there would be any difference? The government, departments, organizations, groups, et cetera are thinking of numerous ways on getting the earth's condition better. Yes, they are working but temporarily. The earth is still the same "about to die" earth. Because everywhere I look, I see a piece of trash lying, people smoking and vehicles belching dark hazes. Everyone is helping but not exactly everyone. And that's really disastrous. 


    Ignorant, lazy and irresponsible are the types of attitude that causes these problems. And these are the people who keep on dumping their wastes everywhere. If everyone were to realize that if we were to do something good everyday for the benefit of our planet's state we could live a better world. Because it may not be permanent but at least we know that because of us we are minimizing the earth's consumption of pollution. We need not to tell or assign people to do this or that, it's realization, that's what they need and concern. If mankind were to have those two attitudes we would be living in a more suitable world.But the sad reality is that only a few people posses that trait. And I bet, if these keeps on our future might not seem to exist, it may but would anyone still want to live in it?


    These thoughts ponder in our minds and they'll always be along with all of those deliberation. " This is one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind" another quote from Armstrong. It's true that if we were to take that one step we could do some changes that could really turn and become big. We may be small but nothings impossible if we believe because our imagination is the only limit to reaching reality.


     We can save the earth, but we can't guarantee how long. The crisis were encountering may seem to be forever but all we need is action. Let's act, do something, stop planning and just do what we're all suppose to do to make our future beautiful in someway. We may not help change the world permanently but at least it'll last. Because we only have one home, planet earth.

Romeo and Juliet with a Twist

     Putting a twist in the tragic story of Romeo and Juliet is somewhat hard for me. First and foremost, what is a comic relief? How do I even come up with such a humorous situation that everyone would seem to enjoy and have that feeling that it was worth it. Well I remember when Ma'am May once said that when you're a born joker you don't have to exert effort to make everyone laugh or something like that. Easier said than done, for my case.

     Romeo was about to take the poison which was placed on the table. Not knowing that there were two bottles he took the blue colored one and took off. On his way there Paris was uncontrollably crying his eye out that he even wept on the ground were Juliet's body lies.
 In minutes Romeo come's to the scene where Paris is. Paris was currently holding a crowbar when Romeo came.

Romeo: Speak nothing of the truth! What lies beyond, is it true?

Paris: I believe ye is Romeo? Are you not ? I blame all that has happened to you!

     Paris attacks Romeo with a crowbar, he didn't even bother to get his sword. But as he runs to Romeo he trips over his sword that fell a while ago. He rolls over to Romeo's feet and gets up while raising the crowbar over his head and falls again backwards.

Romeo: Are we to start the duel or not?

Paris: I surrender. Thou cannot withstand this any longer. Romeo my dear, the truth is, it is you whom I love!

Romeo: Paris all this commotion is getting in to you - 

Paris: I beg thee to not speak anymore, such harsh words might tremble thy fragile heart of mine.

Romeo steps backwards as he crossed his eyebrows and looked at Paris' peculiar actions.
But then Paris throws his crowbar hitting the ground where Juliet's coffin is.

Juliet: Oh my. Has it been time yet?

Juliet tries to kick her way out and because of that the ground above her seemed to move which caused Romeo's attention.

Romeo: My Lady!

Romeo swiftly runs forth to Juliet and helps her out. But then Paris starts to shout things about him uncontrollably which made Juliet feel glad that she never fell in love with such a questionable person.

Paris: I cannot withstand this! Hence forth I shall leave you both but be warned my beloved Romeo, I am like a shadow that follows ye when the sun is high and at night when the moon is full. Well bon voyage!

Juliet: That was a bit awkward do you agree not ?

Romeo: Ay. And a bit creepy for my situation.

The Capulet's and Montague's arrive as they here the outrageous story from Paris. The Apothecary was also on his way by that time.

Capulet: Juliet step away from that horrid thing!

Montague: You watch your words!

Foul words came out from both families. Romeo and Juliet then decided to commit suicide to end the senseless fight between the feuding families. 

Romeo drank the solution that was in the small blue jar. It was already a second too late before they could stop Romeo from drinking the what they thought was poison.

Apothecary: My Lord stop!

Romeo coughs hardly and throws the bottle away. Juliet pats Romeo at the back.

Romeo: What foul taste! What was that?

Apothecary: That was my Horse's urine your majesty, it was supposed to be used for some sort of experiment.

Romeo: My word, next time do be careful of what you hand me!

Friar Lawrence then enters and explains everything to the feuding family and tries to stitch everything up.

Capulet: Terribly sorry dear friend. Here is your toy wooden train that I snatched away from you before.

Montague: Keep it as a peace offering.

Capulet: Thank you. I shouldn't have stolen this before from ye. Though I am truly happy that we're even.

Montague: True, let's us never fight again.

The whole misunderstanding finished and the two families became one big happy family. They had promised to themselves to never fight over choo - choo the train ever again.

     The comic relief I've just made wasn't that convincing. But I do hope it did make you laugh, even if it was a second of giggle. I think making the story turn into a humorous one doesn't quite fit the whole plot. I would still prefer the tragic ending that made me amazed and gave me inspiration to not always make my stories a happily ever after. But I must say it is sort of fun putting a twist in Romeo and Juliet.

Romeo and Juliet

William Shakespeare has indeed created such tremendous works such as Hamlet, The Tempest, Macbeth and many more. From those works of him "Romeo and Juliet" was the first story I've known and read. Fascinatingly I finished the whole book without hesitation and how amazed was I when I reached the ending; regardless of the fact that I somewhat know the plot of the story, reading it from the start till the end was somewhat breath taking. Well it is a very tragic story indeed, but that's what makes the story more interesting. It makes me want to dig deeper and try to fully understand the true meaning behind Shakespeare's unique masterpieces.

Full of woe's. That's how I would simply explain the dreadful story of "Romeo and Juliet", which is what makes it turn out to a beautiful work of art. As I read through the story I already knew that the ending would be a tragic one, because I've already heard of it before somewhere.But if I haven't known of it I'd be curious. Of course I would expect the ending would be like the one in fairy tales "Happily ever after", like any ordinary person would.

If I were to somehow divert the ending I would probably do the same, a miserable ending, but at least there you'll find the lesson in life and you'll be able to understand that sometimes you have to learn your lesson the hard way.

If I would change the parts in "Act five, Scene three", I would let Romeo reach the tomb late. Only a few minutes left, Juliet would awaken. So as Romeo reaches the grave he would still meet Paris and have the deadly fight; which Romeo won. Romeo would then hear Juliet's voice. He then opens the tomb and hugs her tightly, but then Page see's Paris' dead body on the ground and quickly calls fort Capulet and his men. With all the commotion, it made the Montague's come fort too. When both families reach the place a loud uproar was made. The nurse tried to pull Juliet away from Romeo, same with Montague pulling his son away. The two resisted and were able break free from the constrict. Romeo and Juliet then decided to drink the poison after trying to explain things to their families; which no one tried to listen to. Romeo placed the poison in his mouth and kissed Juliet causing the two to fall on the ground. Friar Lawrence then came and saw that he was too late, he explains the story behind of how the two young lovers became true to one another,excluding the fact that their names are enemies. And same with the original ending the two families then realize what they have done and finally, after so many years, became friends.

Still a tragic ending. That's how I would define my style of the ending. The story "Romeo and Juliet" gives a very interesting lesson. Not that you have to get married at the age of 14. It's that we shouldn't be too high on ourselves. Lessen that pride that makes you want to climb on top and look down on others as you step on them. It's the love and passion you must give to your beloved one's not cruelty and ignorance to others. And it's the joy of being with those persons that you love so dear. I really salute to William Shakespeare, for he has created stories that no ordinary person would. Let his works be a lesson to all of us.

A Perfectly Imperfect Family

     How important is our family members to us? Ever thought of changing your family or even an ideal family perhaps? Can our family help us or push us down? Some questions that ponder in our minds, maybe because of stress and anxiety. 

From what I know, my family has been a part of my life. If they weren't here, I wouldn't be here either. They're more than just a necessity, more than a need; they are the sum of all of that. In good times and in bad times, we always tend to love one another. Even if you experienced a bit struggle with them you have no choice but to have patience,besides their your family and you'll still be okay again after some time. Like my family and I, we struggle sometimes but it only takes a few hours till we get together again. And this is the reason they're important to me.

If I was asked about my ideal family I'd say - an ideal family for me is an understanding, caring and God fearing family; actually the family that I have right now. The thoughts of "I wish my family were like ...", played in my mind when I was still little. Though I didn't really understood those disciplinary things before, which made me thought of wanting an ideal family. When you search for the meaning of 'ideal', you might get -  the idea of something that is perfect; something that one hopes to attain. "Perfect" was in the definition, does it exist in an imperfect world? Yes, yes it does. In our eyes and in every way, our family is perfect just the way they are.

A perfectly imperfect family indeed. What more can I ask of? There isn't anything or anyone but God that could replace them. I'll stay with them through thick and thin, 'cause that;s how I love my family and that's how important they are to me.