barkada...

this was my inspiration for the short story I made for our Creative Writing class...

There was a couple of friend in a barkada – a guy and a gal. Their barkada was indeed intimate to each other; they care and love one another as siblings do. But because of this closeness with in their barkada, the couple became much intimate and caring for one another until they tend to be interested on certain things that only the two of them know among the group. As their friendship developed, the gap among them became narrow as they do things beyond the usual like they tease each other more than they did before, talking only by themselves. Even though they were still joining the group, it made them hard to express their feelings to each other that are sometimes keep them apart from each other, playing safe from their emotions and towards their barkada. But their feelings were uncontrollable, even though, they act like that in the eyes of their friends; they still find their selves in love with each other. As their feelings to each other deepen and strengthen, an old fellow tease them,”Why not become boyfriend and girlfriend?” they looked to each other, with a look that has so meanings for each of them. And due to it, their friendship turned into a mutual understanding until they made the joke into real. They fell in love with each other, even though they know to each other that they were waiting and searching for their right someone. They act lovers even if they should not. And they were afraid, fearing what will their friends say, cause the group only know that they were just became close till some bounds. And as their state deepens, they don’t even want to lose each other anymore and halt that love between them. Stopping it entails sadness, hardships and pains between them. And when their friendship turned into love, letting go becomes a dilemma. And then they became firm of their decision to continue that love facing and taking every challenge with in it. But their relationship went into so much problems and difficulties making them to end up in separate ways.

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like my any other literary work, I always use ellipses when I can't talk about something anymore, when I lost words already. And since, it's been a long time since I write for my blog, because of so many requirements and responsibilities, let this be my first post after that long rest of blogging.
To my readers, just wait for more of my works of reflection. Thank you and God Bless...

MOMMY!!!

How I call you when I was little,

For you knew that I was very brittle.

Calling you for a task I cannot do,

And there you came to do so.

When you heard my little cries,

Running you was to give me a

sweet lullaby.

And when I stop to take a rest,

You did not leave me

But rather gave me much caress.

And now that I have left our loving abode,

to follow His voice on this very road.

I still remember you very ways of loving and caring for me.

And the only words I can say for you,

Thank you and I love you, Mom.

A Reflection

“A requirement turned ENRICHMENT”

Watching movie this Saturday never came to my mind because of so many requirements that I have to do, so during that day, I planned already which I have to do first among my list, and I saw my requirement at World Folklore, our class with Kuya Juvelan. And I have decided to do it first. After our lunch this day, I saw written on the board these words, “VTR: Freedom Writers, Highly Recommended”, and below it was these, “3^rd year Creative Writing students are required to watch.” Seeing those words, my plans for this day were shattered and adjusted. I felt bad by it but I said to myself, “its alright changes do come.” So upon letting it happen, letting those changes goes, questions streamed into my mind such as, what kind of movie is that? Who were the characters? What’s the story all about? Is it related to our subject?

Seeing the title, it gave me a hint that its all about writers and writing, but what kind of writers? I told to myself. And that’s my last question for that movie.

VTR (movie watching term in the seminary) time came and we went to Tanghalan (seminary’s all purpose hall). I placed myself behind the crowd, seating near Enzo, Whil and Del. When everyone’s settled, we immediately started the film. And I focused on seeing it.

The film started with chaotic scenes such us guns shooting, flames and smokes. Chaos, real chaos was depicted at the start of the film. And it was followed by a job scene interview. And from there the story pf the film started to flow.

The film was all about a new hired English teacher who has a class filled that all her students were gang members. So during the start of her classes, chaos always happens among her students. Seeing that, she started breaking the groups in her class and challenged her self to make her students united, and to know her students, these guys outside the classroom. And one day, she started giving off journals to her students and instructing them to just write, write everything that they want to write about. And asking them to put it in a cabinet if they want it to be read by her. At the beginning it hard for her and the students, but one night when she checked the cabinet all of her students’ journals were there, and seeing them, she started reading it one by one. Through these journals, she came to know them one by one for they write more about themselves and they opened their selves to her (I really like how they depict that part of the movie while she was reading each journal, as if they were talking to her). And through this method, she was able to capture the hearts of her students until they developed much affection to her and even to the point that they even don’t want to have another English teacher besides her.

The film, for me, was really superb. The story was awesome, as it focused on the teacher-students relationship and how the students became neophyte writers. I really admire the teacher as she courageously face this kind of students and harnessing them to become better and turning them into FREEDOM WRITERS.

I was able to relate on the story as I find myself writing poems and prose right now. Some maybe requirements but most of them were my enrichments.

After the film, I said to my self, I also was a FREEDOM WRITER – writing freely to express myself, to bring out that creative being inside of me. And as I write, I want it be read by those people concern or just want to know about me, just like the students did.

An Interview to a friend

The Voice that calls within…

Seminary is a place where future clergies are formed. This is place for discerning God’s call. It is house for some people. And for some it is a piece of heaven here on earth. But why some people enter the seminary? This is a common question for all. So to have an answer to that question and some other questions, I interviewed a seminarian from Don Bosco College Seminary Canlubang.

Our interviewee has graduated from Don Bosco Technical Institute, Makati. He is a former Don Bosco Youth Center member in the same school. He is fond of playing basketball, soccer and mostly billiards. He was a former soccer player of Don Bosco Technical Institute. He is now in the seminary as a junior seminarian. And he is Ryan Lorenzo Singson.

I interviewed him about his life in the seminary and asked some questions about it. I asked him, “Why did you enter the seminary?” He answered it with a smile on his face and said, “I believe that I entered the seminary for a purpose, but for some the reason is not acceptable.” He stopped and added, “Like a child, I’m here to fulfill my dreams. A dream to be a superhero; to save souls.” Then I asked him about his motivation his to enter the seminary. He said that at first, he just want to fulfill his dreams but realizing it’s not enough and not accepted by some. He continued to enter the seminary. Now he is more motivated by the companionship of the other seminarians because even though there were hardships, he was able to surpass it with the aid of his batch mate and fellow seminarians. After that question, I asked him, “Are you decided to finish this journey?” Then he thinks and answered, “No, by now I’m not decided, that’s why I’m here to discern. But for me, I would really like to finish this journey of priesthood.” My next question, “how do you find the seminary?” He answered it with gladness and then told me that it was great, he enjoyed in there even if there are lot of hardships, he like in the seminary. Then I ended my interview with this question, “What is your message for those who want to enter the seminary?” He think of it silently and said,” Follow your dreams, listen to what your heart says.” Then quoted a line from a song saying, “Follow the voice that calls within…” And concluded by these words,” The only thing that matter is following your heart and eventually you’ll get it right.” With that we I end the interview.

It is really good to know what make a person decide to enter the seminary. And I hope with those answers of that seminarian, you were inspired. And then someday, you are also sharing those words to other person. Or might be answering those question with a great smile in your heart.

As silence fills me

It was the most silent part of my life,

As my family and I traveled the road

that leads to a new site.

With my things placed in such bags,

And questioning my self,

“What’s with our stillness?”

My mom was quite.

My dad stares at the road serenely,

And me, at the back of the car,

filled with questions and silence.

I do not know why,

I do not know what.

Only one thing I knew and felt

this will be regretful.

As silence filled the car,

we continued this journey,

ending up in front of a wide gate,

through a place surrounded by walls.

And passing through this gate we did,

as new faces went to meet us and greet.

Took and carried my belongings

to lead me into my new dwelling.

Silence was still in me as I explore this very place,

But a word shattered that ear-breaking stillness,

and brought me much sadness.

“Goodbye”, my mom uttered

as tears fell from her weary eyes,

while giving an embrace as sweet as her lullaby,

for now I take the seminary as my new life,

and taking it entails a sweet GOODBYE.

A precious gift

A precious gift I have received,

from someone who has many to give.

For this gift I have is not just a thing,

but rather a spiritual bliss.

It was a gift I doubted to receive,

for I know it will take everything what I’ve live,

and hardships and trials are entailed with it.

But this gift was not a surprise,

For it was kept in our treasure chest.

As it was kept,

Years I take to give its first breath.

Free at last,

To take the seminary as its path.

For this gift I have take was the vocation of mine,

which was my reason at this very time.

And through God’s invitation,

Seminary, I found as my destination.

Now, it’s been 3 years since I have this gift,

Praying out to God is the strength for it.

For this was my very precious gift

I have received.