 Before Troy’s FallFriday, February 15, 2013 | 0Superstar (s)!
Aeneid and Iliad are two different stories but still
they have some parts the same. One of those is the time when the wife of the
heroes in each story pleaded them not to join the war and just take care of
their families.
In Aeneid, Creusa told Aeneas not to join the war and
just stay with her and their son. But Aeneas refused since he didn’t want to be
a useless man who did not fight for his homeland. He just let his family stay
in their house while he was still on battle. And after that, they reunited and
let them join in his journey to found Rome.
The scene in Iliad for Andromache and Hector is
almost the same as in Aeneid. Andromache foresaw Hector’s death so she pleaded
him not to continue on the battle. But as what was expected, Hector refused
because he wanted to be a hero of the Trojans even if it costs him his death.
Both scenes showed loyalty to their land. Those
heroes fought for the freedom of Troy with all their might. They prioritized
Troy as a whole than their personal lives. And in the case of the wives, all
they wanted was for their family to be intact. They were so concerned about
their husbands who may die in the battle. It showed how a mother and wife cares
for her own family.
The two stories expressed the same values. They don’t
differ that much. The heroes cared for their people and the wives cared for
their family.
Labels: FourthGrading, InformalTheme#3 A Blessing in Disguise
People
experience a thing called `blessing in disguise’. It is when something
unfortunate happens to you yet some time later, a greater opportunity comes. It
is a form of blessing through some hardships. It just disguises itself as some
bad luck, that’s why it’s called that way. And ever since this world began, it
has always happened.
Troy’s
fall speaks of ultimate victory through terrible loss. You may be thinking of
how that is supposed to happen. Have you already forgotten blessing in
disguise? It was a tragic defeat for the Trojans to lose their homeland and
even their friends who died in the war. But it was a blessing in disguise if
you look on the bright side. Troy may have fallen, but it served as an
opportunity to find a better place for the Trojans to live in. And then, they
founded Rome. They lived with freedom after a traumatic event that they
experienced.
With
hope, they continued their journey. And with faith, they moved on with their
lives. They might have been defeated once, but their belief in such a blessing
caused them to act as one.
Labels: FourthGrading, InformalTheme#2 Tricked In Their Sleep
Trickery
is one of the most fearsome things, for me. It is when you’re seeing something
face to face but you see nothing bad, yet something evil is hiding deep within.
You may never know if who you’re talking to is a friend or not. And the worst
part is when you give all your trust yet you’re just taken for granted and
tricked.
The Trojan War is a form of trickery. Greeks have prepared to
hide their soldiers inside the belly of a wooden horse, which was told to be a
gift. The Trojans were celebrating that time since they believed that the
Greeks have fled their country. But their happiness was taken for granted. By
the night that they were sleeping, the soldiers inside the horse secretly
attacked them. All the Trojans wanted was freedom and peace, but what happened?
Troy fell along with its men.
The story itself is sympathetic, to begin with. Trojans were
attacked in their sleep. Of course, they didn’t know about it and weren’t
prepared. Who would not feel sympathy to the people who only wished for freedom
but were killed in their sleep because of a trap? It’s a very tragic event for
the Trojans. But on the other hand, Aeneas was destined to found another city
for the Trojans to settle in – Rome. It lessened my sympathy towards them since
they would have a place for them to live in once again. Also, it was great that
even a few Trojans still found their place in this world.
Labels: FourthGrading, InformalTheme#1 Simplicity and BeautyThursday, January 3, 2013 | 0Superstar (s)!
There
are a lot of theories regarding Mona Lisa's smile. Some says her mile hides
different emotions - surprised, happy, angry, sad, ..., and neutral. Some
doctors even said that she suffers from muscular atrophy. But for me, Mona Lisa
is just a depiction of a simple lady from Europe, painted by the famous
Leonardo Da Vinci.
Simplicity
is the best noun to compare with Mona Lisa. There’s nothing in the painting
other than her and her smile. There are no extra gaudy things needed to make
the painting more beautiful because Mona Lisa is beauty herself.
Da
Vinci had made a beautiful masterpiece with simplicity. And this characteristic
makes the world wonder about the painting. They could not imagine how beauty
and sophistication were combined in this simple work of art.
Labels: InformalTheme#5, ThirdGrading Above the Rabbit HoleWednesday, January 2, 2013 | 0Superstar (s)!
The weather was fine today. It wasn't cold nor hot, neither so sunny nor so cloudy. For me, it's a fine day to go to the meadows and rest. I slept for a while.
 
I woke up with a rabbit sniffing my hair. I stood up and looked at it closely. It's fur was pure white and its eyes were pink. Something was also dangling around its neck. It's a watch, I guess. It turned around and led me somewhere in the woods, then it disappeared. I saw someone in his mid-60's sitting by the river bank with his pen and notebook. He had a slender body and a curling brown hair. I don't know about how tall he was since he was sitting. Then he looked at me and smiled. He had beautiful blue eyes.
"Is it... Is it him? Seriously? Oh, wow! I guess this is my lucky day!" I thought to myself. There, I realized it was Charles Dodgson or better known as Lewis Carroll, the author of Alice in Wonderland, my all-time favorite book.
"Good day, child! I believe my rabbit has brought you here. Come, come. Sit down. Let's have a cup of tea. It's my un-birthday, you know. You should greet me!" He was smiling widely as he told me to sit and offered me tea.
"Well, happy un-birthday to you, Mr. Carroll," I greeted him, "I feel like Alice here and you're the hatter." I chuckled.
"That might be true," he chuckled. "So child, may you please tell me your name?"
"My name's Gabrielle, but you can call me Gab," I answered.
"Must a name mean something?" he asked.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Carroll, but I don't get your point," I answered him politely. I really don't know what he meant. A name must mean something because it defines oneself, but what? I don't understand.
He chuckled, "For example, Humpty Dumpty. It means the shape he is - and a good handsome shape it is, too. With a name like ours, we could be any shape, almost."
"Ohhhhh." So we had the same thing in mind.
"You must be at least half mad," he told me out of the blue. I don't get it, again.
"What do you mean 'half mad'?" I asked with curiosity.
"Ah, curiouser and curiouser!" he said. "You would have to be half mad to meet me."
"I guess you're right." Now, I understood. I'm probably as crazy as the hatter. Who would've guessed I'd meet him at this moment? Wait a minute. It's just once in a lifetime so I have to tell him all that I have to say.
"You're a good writer and poet, Mr. Carroll. I admire your works, especially Alice in Wonderland. And my most favorite poem is the Jabberwocky. I really find them amusing," I proudly praised him.
"A kind child, you are. I'm very grateful you liked my book. Good thing you were not like Alice who doesn't appreciate books with a lot of words," he winked.
"Oh, no, no, no. no. I would never dislike a book, ever, unless it's pretty senseless. But books make my imagination go wild, " I answered him with delight.
"Ahaha. Good answer. But let me tell you one thing. When I use a word, it means just what I choose it to mean - neither more, nor less," he just said randomly.
"I just noticed, mister, that you are very random," I honestly told him, "just like what's written in your book," I continued.
"Do you think I've gone round the bend?" he suddenly asked. "I'm afraid so," I answered, "but I'll tell you a secret. All the best people are," I smiled.
"You learned a lot from Alice, didn't you?" he asked while tapping my back. "I guess so. I like her a lot. She might be stubborn but she makes sense," I answered.
"Take care of the sounds and the sense will take care of itself," he told me.
"It seems impossible. I guess it should be otherwise," I was definitely troubled.
"Why, sometimes I've believed-" before he even finished, I continued what he was saying, "as many as 6 impossible things before breakfast."
"Then what are those things?" he asked to ensure if I know them all. "One, there are drinks that make you shrink. Two, there are foods that make you grow. Three, animals can talk. Four, cats can disappear. Five, there is a place called Underland. Six, Alice can slay the Jabberwock," I said them all.
"Alice believed in those things, though they may seem impossible. There's nothing wrong in believing. You might say it's nonsense, but everything's got moral, dear, if only you can find it," he sighed. "If you'll believe in me, I'll believe in you. Is that a bargain?"
"Yes, indeed," I smiled. The rabbit appeared again, but this time, with an alarm going off. "Oops! It's already time!" said Mr. Lewis Carroll. I asked, "Time for what, mister?"
"Time to make your own adventures."
I woke up at the meadows where I left off. I see, all of it was just a dream. But what a nice dream it is! A bit random our talks may be, but Lewis Carroll had made my precious day. Oh, and good thing I didn't fall down the rabbit hole.
Labels: InformalTheme#4, ThirdGrading Through the School of Hades
Suddenly, I woke up and found myself in a dark place.
When I looked around, I saw a building that looks much like of a school. I went
on and entered the school. There were a lot of rooms, from biggest to smallest.
I wonder what’s inside each of them.
1st Room – The
Sleepyheads
A part of students’ life is to sleep late at night
because of homeworks and also distractions. As a result, they become sleepy at
the time of their classes. As punishment, their eyes are made to be always
open.
2nd Room – The Late-Comers
These are the students who do not care about
punctuality and always go to school late even when reprimanded many times. To
punish them, they will always hear an alarm clock ringing until they become
deaf and be depressed.
3rd Room – The
Crammers
Cramming has never left a student’s character ever
since. So in order to punish them, hundreds of homeworks are given to them
every day that need to be passed the next day.
4th Room – The Excessively
Grade-Conscious
They are students who only care about competition and
their grades. As punishment, they always get low scores at any activity in
school.
5th Room – The
Slothful
These are the lazy ones. They never get anything
done. As their punishment, their hands were taken off.
6th Room – The
Sycophants
They are the teacher-flatterers. They always flatter
their teachers so they can have a good image while certainly they don’t. As
punishment, all the teachers hate them.
7th Room – The
Cheaters
They are always cheating at every activity at school
so their punishment is their eyes were taken off so they would not see.
8th Room – The
Parasites
These students are the worst. They get the highest of
grades when they don’t truly deserve it since they only use other students
without giving them anything in return. So to punish them, their bodies are
filled with parasites, inside and outside.
Labels: InformalTheme#3, ThirdGrading Billetdoux of a Dainty DamselThursday, October 25, 2012 | 0Superstar (s)!
Dear Niño,
I actually don’t
know how to start. I guess I’ve already told you all the things I wanted you to
know. But anyway, hi! J
So first thing’s
first. I’ve never thought of being in love in high school. The only
relationship that I wanted was friendship and nothing more. However, you showed
up and life became complicated.
In our first
year, I didn’t personally know you. I was just hearing your name from fellow
freshmen and that’s it. I guess it works the same way with you. You didn’t know
me, either.
But by the time
we stepped on the second year level, we finally met. Even just at first, Eyo always
teased us. I don’t know. He would always say that you like me and we’re fit for
each other. But I just ignored him. Like, who would believe that kind of thing?
First week of school and somebody likes me? Pfft. Impossible. I always thought
that he was just kidding.
Time passed by.
I fit in with the class and got comfortable with everyone, or at least that’s
what I thought. Among all of my new classmates, you were the only one that I
was awkward with. Seriously. I couldn’t even look at you straight in the eye nor
talk to you without any struggle. Every time you came close to me, I felt
butterflies in my stomach. And I think that’s weird. That’s the time I was
starting to realize that I like you, but I wasn’t totally sure of it.
Then one day,
you confessed to me. You told me you like me. I was in total awe. I felt blood gushing
inside my body. My heartbeat suddenly rushed. I knew that time that I was
happy. And it gave me the courage to say what I also feel about you. I was able
to tell you that I like you, too.
For quite some
time, we had felt awkwardness, but later on, it was wiped away. My feelings
grew each time we’re together. It’s not the feeling of “like” anymore. I felt
something greater than that.
Each time we
talk, we talk about the future – how our life would be if we become together. Sweet
talks, pick-up lines and such are what fill our everyday conversation.
But recently, a
gap was formed between us. Bitterness filled the air. I wasn’t expecting
something like that. I was hurt so badly. I thought that there won’t ever be a
chance to save what we’ve started. I thought that you would just leave me
behind broken like it was hit and run. But you proved me wrong. Though I’ve
said it’s enough, you put in your greatest effort and took the things I’ve said
as a motivation to never give up. And in the end, it was overcome. We passed a
very difficult test and it was all because you stayed.
I can feel that
our bond grew even stronger after what had happened. I guess it was, after all,
a blessing in disguise.
I’m fragile, as
what you’ve said, so you promised that you’ll take care of me and you will
always stay. And here, I’m giving you all of my trust, one last time, to hold my
heart, expecting you’ll never let it be broken again.
Seasons change,
flowers do fade and hearts may break. But one thing’s certain, my feelings will
never wane.
I love you so
much, Niño. I will always do.
Yours
forever,
Gabrielle
 Labels: InformalTheme#1, ThirdGrading Not Just a Mere OneMonday, October 8, 2012 | 0Superstar (s)!
"The teacher who is indeed wise does not bid you to enter the house of his wisdom but rather leads you to the threshold of your mind."
Imagine a world without teachers. Would there be professionals, like doctors and engineers? None. Absurd, isn't it? All those people we look up to had gone through studying and it can't be done with no one teaching them. Teachers build up students. They dedicate their time and effort to teach people whom they don't even know. They work hard for us because they believe that we can build a better future. And these qualities made them heroes of our world.
I have met different teachers through my life at school, from preschool up to the present. I still remember their names, their faces, and how they helped me reach this stage of my life. However, there's one whom I know will truly last in my mind.
There may only be one teacher that I mentioned, but I acknowledge all of the teachers I met in my life. Without them, I would not be in a science high school. Without them, I would only know of few things. I am indebted to you and I promise that I will, if not pay you back, pay forward for the things you have done.
P.S. One of my elementary teachers and a good friend to my parents just passed away earlier this day. She was a great teacher and I thank her for believing in my and my sister's abilities while we were still under her tutelage. You will always remain in our hearts, Mrs. Andaya.
Labels: InformalTheme#7, SecondGrading What's WhatSunday, October 7, 2012 | 0Superstar (s)!
To be or not to be: that is the question. Is the world we're living in just an illusion? For if something's too good to be true, Everyone doubts and creates so much ado. To be or not to be: that is the question. What should we desire, what direction? A path with thorns but lead to a meadow? Or where daisies grow but sooner there's a shadow? To be or not to be: that is the question. Let us be cautious of our decisions. Will we live life with pure intentions? Or die, instead, with so much contrition? Labels: InformalTheme#6, SecondGrading Through the HumorThe Comedy of Errors is a story about two pairs of identical twins that were separated just after they were born. Antipholus of Syracuse, along with his slave Dromio of Syracuse traveled in search for their long lost twin brothers. Coincidentally, they arrived at Ephesus where their brothers, Antipholus of Ephesus and Dromio of Ephesus live. However, upon their arrival, a series of mishaps occurred because of mistaken identities between the twins and false accusations of madness, infidelity and theft. But in the end, all were resolved and the pair of twins met and reunited. These series of eventful happenings made me attracted to the play. There may be exaggerated and confusing parts, but those made up the humor throughout the whole story. And through the funny occurrences, I learned important lessons. We should learn to know the reasons behind things and not merely accuse someone. And most of all, if there is love and happiness, we can conquer any mess. Labels: InformalTheme#5, SecondGrading A Guide to Success
I consider this four-year old NCAE a big help to students, especially to those who have difficulties deciding what their future careers will be. This is the main problem of most of the youth today. Many don't even think about what they want in their future lives. And this is the reason why our country suffer from a large number of unemployed people. However, the government concluded that if people were to pursue what really suits their natural abilities, there will be less chances of failure. This examination can guide high school students, especially those in the third year level, to the path where there is a great chance of success in their careers. And since this examination speaks about aptitude and interests, there's no need for students to pressure themselves and have stressful reviews, so we will not consider this exam as a drag.
Besides the College Entrance Examinations, the NCAE deserves to be recognized, as well. Not only does it guide students to the career they are suited to, it is also one of the requirements when applying a scholarship for CHED and TESDA. This can be a great help for less fortunate students who deserve to go to college and make their future better.
Labels: InformalTheme#4, SecondGrading A Fun Way to Learn What Cannot be Learned from BooksSaturday, September 1, 2012 | 0Superstar (s)!
Wouldn’t it be boring if all we have to do at school is to read books and answer the teacher’s questions on a daily routine? Well, it can somehow be fun, but having non-academic activities will be more enjoying, especially having the intramurals. Our first thought of intramurals is having a lot of fun while competing with different year levels in sports. Well, basically, it truly is a sports activity. But it is not just only that. If we look beyond what we do when having the intramurals, it builds teamwork and leadership skills. It also strengthens our bonds with our classmates and our other schoolmates. Great examples of sports are basketball and volleyball because these make the players get cooperative with each member in their corresponding teams. These sports help us sharpen our minds when thinking of tactics and techniques to win the game but of course, in a fair way. So as we can see, having an intramurals benefits us even when it’s not that obvious. It can be a fun activity on the outside but it builds better persons on the inside. Labels: InformalTheme#3, SecondGrading What Do You Think?Saturday, August 18, 2012 | 0Superstar (s)!
From the time I first went to school, English has always been the medium of instruction. And as far as I can remember, I had no Filipino subject when I was in preparatory school. English was the first language subject taught to the students. But, is it better than having a mastery of our native language first?English is the most widely used language in the world. It is sometimes described as the first global lingua franca or working language. It is the international language of communications, science, information technology, business, seafaring, aviation, entertainment, radio and diplomacy. So, a working language of English or at least a basic knowledge of it has become a requirement in many fields, occupations and professions across the globe. It is very important to learn English since having a knowledge of it can lead you to a reasonable and dignified job. Moreover, speaking in proper English can make a person sound smart. Although, based on studies, having a mastery of the mother tongue or the native language first will have a better effect on learning the English language since translation is essential in language learning. Nevertheless, I don’t see any harm if someone’s first language is English rather than his mother tongue. But still, it is important that he must learn how to speak his native language fluently. It is not just in order to have better translation skills. It can be, at least, a sign of respect and a sense of pride for the country he originally belongs to. We wouldn’t want our own language to fade away, yes? Labels: InformalTheme#2, SecondGrading A Story About a Misjudged LadyWednesday, August 15, 2012 | 0Superstar (s)!
Once I met an obnoxious lady who always wears a babushka on her head.She wants to make rapport with us but she gets in an affray instead. Some says she’s a faitour, bragging ’bout how affluent she is. Some avoid her like she’s a wraith appearing before the mists. So my friends and I made an assemblage, thinking ’bout becoming a sleuth. We want to know that lady’s background without getting conspicuous. And a rendezvous for those taking part was made under a big chandelier. There were so many people who joined so this group became superfluous. This is piffle but we ate parfait and I don’t know why. Maybe the crowd got rambunctious ’bout the things flying by. But after some talk, the people acquiesce easily. I guess they also want to have a surveillance of the lady. And then we found out, her grandfather’s part of the papacy. Her father, as we see, is a punctilious assignee. Her mother is uncouth but she is a good buffoon. You can’t feel ennui if you’re with these people of opposite personalities. After the mission, I arraigned those who had participation. My friends and I made a unanimous decision. I guess we misinterpreted that lady’s actions. So we jumped straightly to ridiculous conclusions. Now, to the claque we hired for this performance, Make sure to clap with so much exuberance. Because this is the end of the story, A story about a misjudged lady. Labels: InformalTheme#1, SecondGrading NightfallSunday, July 29, 2012 | 0Superstar (s)!
A sky overwhelmed with twilight
Stumbled upon my senses
Overflowing with vibrant colors
Telling me, "Sooner there is darkness."
And as the dusk is breaking
I sit by the tree wondering
How cold is the breeze that ends the light
Can there still be something good along with the night?
Now my shadow is gone and there's none to be seen
But alas! Something's twinkling above the welkin
The orb of night is also appearing
Oh, how magnificent are the things I'm beholding!
I see darkness beleaguering, yet it is so bright
The moon is pervading the lonely night
A sudden realization came to my mind
There's beauty in the dark if your eyes are opened wide.
Labels: FirstGrading, InformalTheme#7 Think About ItSunday, July 22, 2012 | 0Superstar (s)!
*Please stop the music embedded on my blog before listening to this :)*
We are stewards of God's beautiful creation so we don't have the right to destroy it. We are here to take care of it and improve it in any way that we can as long as it is not harmed. But what are we doing now? Are we making these creations better? Well, I guess not. But still, I know that there is hope. Our earth is not yet completely destroyed.
When asked the question, "How can you help in making the earth a better place?", what will most of us answer? By planting trees, right? But do we actually do it? Maybe to some, it's a yes, but generally, no. It's because we didn't answer to really make a difference. We answered just so that we'll have something to put on the blanks and get a check mark. And I admit that I think that way before. But ladies and gentlemen, let's rethink about the way we answer the question.
I know that everyone of us wants to have a wonderful place to live in so we must find a way to make it. The simplest thing is to start in our own home. A simple conservation of electricity will do. Closing the faucets when not in use is a good thing. Think about it. If everyone of us is doing the same thing, then a lot of energy and water can be conserved. I just remembered, my first year Science teacher once told me, "Think globally, act locally." It means that we should consider other people, not only ourselves. For example, you may think that one candy wrapper you threw somewhere won't be a big deal, but what if everyone in this world does it, right? There are millions, or even trillions of people here in earth. If we think that those people do the same thing as what we are doing, then our planet will be saved from harm. Labels: FirstGrading, InformalTheme#6 Suicidal Attempt = Epic FailSunday, July 15, 2012 | 0Superstar (s)!
Romeo and Juliet, as we all know, is a tragic story. The star-crossed lovers died at the end. But i want to make a twist. Something that will make you laugh, maybe. But anyway, it is kind of short but please bear with this ending that I made. :)
Act V, Scene III (Comic Relief)
Romeo rushed to Apothecary upon hearing the news from Balthasar that Juliet was dead. He wanted to join his wife in death so he bought a very powerful potion that can kill him easily. Then he went to a firearm and ammunition store in Mantua to buy a gun to shoot himself. And he went to a hardware and bought a rope. He really wanted to make sure that he will die.He was now on his way to Verona but some guards from the Capulet family recognized that he was a Montague so they gave him a beating. Romeo didn't fight back because he wanted to die. But unluckily, some Montague's saw that their young master was about to be killed so they immediately dashed and beat the Capulet's so Romeo was saved. Romeo has arrived in Verona. He went to the bridge and prepared all the materials he needed for suicide. He first tied the rope on the bridge then he tied the other end of the rope around his neck. He drank the poison, jumped out of the bridge then shot himself but, the gun wasn't aimed at his head. Instead, it was aimed at the rope so it was cut and he fell into the river. Because he didn't expect that he would fall so he wasn't ready for the fall, he had drunk so much river water and he vomited, including the poison. And, he just floated on the water and flowed through the river and didn't die.  Labels: FirstGrading, InformalTheme#5 Until the EndSunday, July 8, 2012 | 0Superstar (s)!
Back when I was just an innocent child, I awoke with the stories of beautiful endings where the prince and the princess lived happily ever after. My mind was dominated with the thoughts of every love story has wonderful endings. And now that I've grown up, I became conscious on how life really works. Someone has to leave and someone should just learn how to move on.
 Romeo and Juliet is a very tragic story where they both died because of true love. However, I know that it cannot be proved by both lovers dying. I consider that true love is a feeling where you don't hesitate to sacrifice anything for the sake of the happiness of the one you love. But what if the one you love has to leave? It's sad, isn't it? But you cannot change that fact. It's either you'll have to wait for the time to come for you to leave as well or you'll be impatient and take your own life immediately to be with your loved one as soon as possible.Well, the second option was what Romeo and Juliet chose.
If I were to revise the ending of that tragic event, I will make the readers feel the real tragedy of Romeo and Juliet. I would never remove the adversity of the story which is what Shakespeare wanted. I will just slow down the events and make it more heartrending than the sudden incidents that really happened in the story.
Act V, Scene III (Revised)
Before Romeo could go to Juliet's grave after he heard the news from Balthasar, there was something that hindered his flight so he got delayed. Meanwhile, Friar Lawrence was on his way to the graveyard but Paris was there along with his Page. They were talking about something but Friar couldn't hear it so he came closer to them but the Page saw him and chased him. Friar Lawrence outwitted the Page so he managed to escape from the chase. He returned to Juliet's grave but he was shocked on what he saw. Paris dug the grave and took Juliet out of it. Friar Lawrence never knew that Paris eavesdropped on him and Friar John so he found out about the vial and immediately went to dig Juliet's grave. Friar was too late. Paris went out of sight along with Juliet in his arms.
Juliet woke up seeing Paris. He didn't return Juliet to the Capulets. Instead, he kept Juliet to himself. He even took her for granted while she was depressed. And by that, I meant he raped her. She tried to escape from him many times but her plans never worked. Paris's eyes were all over her. She was dominated by sorrow. She felt filthy. She just locked herself in her room and didn't eat nor sleep. Her beautiful appearance was replaced by the face of many heartaches. She can hardly be recognized. But still, there was little hope in her heart that she could see Romeo even just one last time.
Romeo had escaped from Mantua with the use of his love for Juliet and his determination to see her. As he approached the gates of Verona, the Prince's army was there and he got caught. He was thrown into the dungeon. Friar Lawrence heard about the news and immediately went to visit Romeo. When he got there, Romeo's fists were bleeding. He was trying to break the walls by punching them but obviously, it would never work. Friar quickly talked to Romeo and told the truth about Juliet being alive. Romeo's eyes enlightened and he asked Friar Lawrence on her whereabouts. After hearing the Friar's answer, he immediately thought of a plan to escape and find Juliet. When the night came, he escaped and stole a horse from one of the soldiers. He went into the woods and there he found Paris's hideout. Slowly, he sneaked in the place and found where Juliet was. Juliet was facing the window, thinking deeply so she didn't notice Romeo's arrival. But when Romeo called her name, her sorrowful face turned into one that seemed like she won a lottery. She turned around and hugged Romeo. Romeo noticed that something changed about Juliet. She got thinner and she was not that beautiful anymore. But Romeo didn't care. He hugged her back tightly and had the most passionate endearment lovers could ever have. But suddenly, Paris went to Juliet's room and caught them. He was enraged with what he saw and dragged Juliet away from Romeo. Paris took his sword and challenged Romeo to fight. Romeo hesitated at first but when Paris threatened Romeo that he would kill Juliet, Romeo was aggravated and accepted Paris's challenge. Juliet was frozen in the corner of the room, just watching the young men fight. Her tears, on a spur of moment, fell from her eyes. Before her was Romeo's body, bleeding lavishly. And there, Paris was smirking, thinking about how he won the fight and how he finally won Juliet. Juliet didn't feel sorrow anymore after he saw the dead body of her most beloved. She felt hatred - hatred towards Paris. Paris killed the only reason for her to live. He killed the first and last man she loved. She immediately took the sword from Romeo's hand and tried to stab Paris but by impulse, he also flashed his sword and stabbed Juliet's heart. Paris released his sword immediately and caught Juliet's body. He burst into tears while holding Juliet in his arms. He cursed himself for what he had done. He said sorry for so many times while mourning over her death but it was no use. Juliet cannot be brought back to life. Nothing can be done to save her now. He has to live with what he had done and repent all throughout his lifetime. However, there was one thing he thought of to make Juliet happy as she ascends to heaven - to bury her beside the one that she truly loves, Romeo.
Paris went to the Capulets and confessed about what he had done. Capulet was so angry that he sentenced Paris to death. And he accepted it wholeheartedly. Friar Lawrence told the Capulets the whole story of Romeo and Juliet. Lady Capulet was very distressed about the tragedy her daughter had been through. And the nurse, her happy and garrulous attitude turned into sorrow and silence. The whole Verona grieved for the real death of Juliet. The Montagues also heard of the news and sympathized with the Capulets. Both families lost their beloved children because of their meaningless rivalry. And with that, they reconciled for the sake of their children's love for each other.
Romeo and Juliet will still remain in their hearts and they will be the symbol of the Capulets' and Montagues' comradeship. And at last, peace and harmony came to the city of Verona.
Labels: FirstGrading, InformalTheme#4 Lay Hold of Everything but ThemSunday, July 1, 2012 | 0Superstar (s)!
The best things in life are free. And I agree with that. I didn't pay anything nor did I buy who made me who I am today, who made me happy all the time. I didn't even do anything. But as far as I know, even before I was born, I already have them - my family.
I never imagined how life would be without a family to support me. Maybe I would be wandering around the streets, even hitting on drugs. That might be ridiculous but it's the truth. Yes, there might be some persons with concern to moralize me but will I listen to them? No. Who are they to teach me a lesson? They're just mere strangers whom I just happen to pass by. They are of no importance to me. Very indecent, right? Well, what do you expect from a girl without someone whom she trusts and without someone who teaches her since the beginning? Truly, a family is very influential.
I consider myself as a reflection of my family. To tell the truth, I rarely get sad. Why? Because my family and I have a strong bond. We are always in a joyous mood every single day. Though there may be times when things get rough, we immediately manage to get out of it and take the route to where there is light.
I would never want to replace my family. They were the ones who grew up with me, who were with me all my life. My family makes me complete and I would never allow someone to take them away from me.
Labels: FirstGrading, InformalTheme#3 My Father, My DadSunday, June 24, 2012 | 0Superstar (s)!
 
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"Any man can be a father. It takes someone special to be a dad."
A strong man with a wise mind and a pure heart - this is how I describe my dad. For fourteen years of my life, my father is always there for me. He never left our side, nor he neglected his responsibilities. He undoubtedly plays his role as my father, and at the same time, a friend. I cannot avoid the fact that I am sometimes scolded by my father because that's just how it works. He is responsible in disciplining his children. He is sometimes scary when he's angry. But putting that aside, he is a very humorous person. He never fails to make us laugh to our heart's content. And he never stops doing it. But the best thing I admire about him is his decisive attitude and his wisdom. He knows how to weigh out situations so he can decide for the best. And he always succeeds to give us his words of wisdom.
 There are many things that my father does to our family. As what typical fathers do, he works for a living. He tries his best to make our life comfortable and I know that his hard work is not going to waste. He does not only give me the basic things I need, but also the luxuries I want. However, there are still certain conditions before I gain them. We are not that rich to just spill money easily so to obtain what I want, I have to work for it. And I believe that doing my best serves as a token of gratitude for what my father has done to me.Last Sunday we celebrated Father's Day to give tribute to our wonderful fathers or dads or whatever you call them. But though it might have come to an end, the celebration to thank my dad will never cease. He deserves more than one day to recognize his worth. He deserves a lifetime of receiving gratitude. From the time I was born, I have loved him. And as long as I live, I will love him more. Labels: FirstGrading, InformalTheme#2 |
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