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chellymaniti · 1 year ago

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The Mysterious Treasure Map

Once upon a time, in a hot weather small town called Oakville, there lived a group of adventurous friends named Alex who smells sweet, Emma has a musky smell, like a forest after a summer rain, and Max has a heart of gold. One sunny day, they stumbled upon an old, dusty book in the attic of their grandmother's house, that seemed to reach the skies with its towering presence, casting shadows that could swallow the whole town. The book that sat patiently on the shelf, contained a mysterious treasure map!

Excitedly, the friends gathered around the map and started deciphering the clues. The first clue led them to the town's historic library. As they entered, the rustling of paper mixed within the soft hum of the lights, making a peaceful atmosphere. They were greeted by the librarian, Mrs. Jenkins, who had been waiting for them.

"Welcome, young explorers!" Mrs. Jenkins said with a smile. "To find the next clue, you must solve a word hunt, where each word represents a piece of the puzzle. Look for the following vocabulary words hidden in these book titles: adventure, quest, treasure, discovery, and mystery." The friends eagerly scanned the shelves, they gave their whole heart for searching those hidden words. After a few serenely chaotic minutes, they found all the books and arranged them in the correct order. Even though Mrs. Jenkins was doubt at first, but ended up really impressed by their determination. Surprisingly, she still hesitated before handed to them the next clue.

The second clue led them to the town's park, where they had to complete a vocabulary challenge, feeling the soft grass under their feet and soaking or admiring the colorful surroundings that full of beautiful flowers and trees around them. They had to find objects in the park that matched the given vocabulary words: explore, ancient, valuable, uncover, and enigma. Each time they found an object, they had to use it in a sentence to demonstrate its meaning. As the friends completed the challenge, they said "Yeah, we did very well today", they also felt that their vocabulary skills are growing stronger. They thanked Mrs. Jenkins for her guidance and eagerly followed the next clue.

The third clue led them deep into the forest, where they had to solve a riddle using vocabulary words. The riddle went like this:"I am a hidden treasure, buried in the ground, unearth me carefully, for I am quite profundity ancient markings and a gleam so bright, I hold the secrets of the past, shining in the light. What am I?" After some brainstorming, the friends realized that the answer was an artifact. They dug in the indicated spot and found a small, ancient artifact that shimmered in the sunlight.

Excitedly, they returned to their old years grandmother's house, where they discovered a hidden compartment in the attic. Inside, they found a chest filled with gold coins, precious gems, and a note that read, "Congratulations, brave adventurers! You have successfully completed the word hunt and found the treasure. Use your newfound vocabulary skills to continue exploring the world!" The friends celebrated their victory, knowing that their vocabulary journey had just begun. They plucked an apple right from the tree and bit into it, the sour juices filling their mouth and running down to their chin. After that, they thanked each other for their teamwork and promised to embark on more exciting adventures together.

Imagery

Thermal- in a hot weather

Olfactory- who smells sweet

Auditory- the rustling of paper mixed within the soft hum of the lights, making a peaceful atmosphere.

Tactile- feeling the soft grass under their feet

Visual- soaking or admiring the colorful surroundings that full of beautiful flowers and trees around them.

Gustatory- they plucked an apple right from the tree and bit into it, the sour juices filling their mouth and running down to their chin.

Figures of speech

Euphemism- old years grandmother

Simile- has a musky smell like a forest after a summer rain

Metaphor- has a heart of gold

Hyperbole- that seemed to reach the skies with its towering presence, casting shadows that could swallow the whole town.

Personification- The book sat patiently on the shelf

Synecdoche- a word hunt where each word represent a piece of the puzzle

Metonymy- they gave their whole heart

Oxymoron- After a few serenely chaotic minutes

Irony- Mrs. Jenkins was doubt at first, but ended up really impressed by their determination

Understatement- "Yeah we did very well today"

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chellymaniti · 1 year ago

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My own story

The Child Who Cries Every Night

In a small and cold town, where the wind whispered with extreme cool. Every night, there was a little girl named Rosa. Rosa was lively and cheerful in the morning having a beautiful wide smile, bright cute eyes, and smell so sweet like a bouquet of freshly bloomed roses, but at night, her world becoming sad and anxious.

Every night, while the moon and stars give brightness to the sky and the darkness covers the entire world, casting shadows that seem to swallow the whole town, and Rosa is a night owl laying on her bed with tears in her eyes. Rosa couldn't explain her feelings. Her chest was full of sorrow and anguish, which she fought alone every night.

In her distress, Rosa always ran to her mother who bought wheels for her. Rosa's mother was always ready to listen and understand her worries in life. Whenever Rosa cried, her mother hug her, feeling the soft skin of her daughter and say, "Child, you are not alone. I am here for you. I love you my daughter."

Despite her mother's support, she still sorrow and suffering at night that filled with a deafening silence.Until one day, while they were at the dining table eating sweet apples, the juices filled their mouth, her mother said "I kind of like it" and Rosa admitted to her mother about her feelings. "Mom," she said, "why am I like this every night? Why am I always hurt and scared? I could not do this alone, I need your hand." Rosa's mother smiled gently and said, "Child, sometimes having these feelings is normal. Many people go through such emotions. It's called anxiety or worry. But don't worry, there are ways to learn how to face it together."

From then on, Rosa's mother enter the room of her daughter at night and before she entered she said "knock! knock!" and started guiding her through things and controlling her emotions. She taught her how to calm down and focus on positive things. Through developing these skills, Rosa gradually learned how to fight her fears, sorrows, and anxieties.

As Rosa continued her journey towards controlling her sorrows, she learned to accept herself and her feelings. The child who suffers every night but always says "I'm okay" was no longer afraid to seek help and support from her family and friends. Rosa knows that she is late bloomer but with the help of her mother and her own determination, Rosa learned to fight the darkness of the night and hope for the light of the morning.

Imagery

Visual- having a beautiful wide smile, bright cute eyes.

Olfactory- she smells so sweet

Thermal- cold town

Tactile- feeling the soft skin of her daughter

Gustatory- eating sweet Apples, the juices filled their mouth

Auditory- before she entered the room she said Knock! Knock!

Figures of speech

Personification- wind whispered with extreme cool

Simile- like a bouquet of freshly bloomed roses

Hyperbole- the darkness covers the entire world, casting shadows that seem to shallow the whole town.

Metaphor- night owl

Synecdoche- wheels

Oxymoron- defeaning silence

Understatement- "kind of like it"

Metonymy- I need your help mom

Irony- "I'm okay"

Euphemism- late bloomer

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chellymaniti · 1 year ago

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Poem

Alone in echoes of silence

In the dark wall of a room, there is a thoughts are untold -(visual)

Echoes of silence, the secrets are unfold -(oxymoron)

Unsaid thoughts linger in the air - (assonance)

To relieve the pain, I need to pull my hair

Falling of my sack of tears like a rivers flows - (simile and hyperbole)

Carrying my secrets, that I am the only one who knows

Wind dances with shadows, yearning for a voice to break the silence -(personification)

Seeking a hand to avoid the violence -(Symbolism/metonymy)

Feeling my soft skin in the cold room -(tactile and thermal)

Looking for the moon, and wait till it gloom

While listening to the chirping of birds saying, tweet! tweet! tweet! -(consonance, auditory, repetition)

Saying, tweet! tweet! tweet!

The fresh aroma of rain -(olfactory)

The sound of nature's refrain

Watching the passing of the wheels -(synecdoche)

While eating dark chocolate, the loneliness reveals -(Gustatory)

Laughter is a medicine -(metaphor)

But my tears running through my chin

To cure my hearts of stone

But nobody can make it out here alone -(Allusion; Alone by Maya Angelou)

A night owl who is afraid of dark -(irony and euphemism)

A kid that every night just bark -(understatement)

Simple silent shed, serenity surrounded -(alliteration)

When will be the sadness be treated?

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chellymaniti · 1 year ago

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My script

Contact Information:

Rochelle Maniti

Sitio Psm, Paralayunan

Mabalacat Pampanga

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[email protected]

The child who cries every night

Cast of Characters

Rosa (Teresita’s Daughter): The main character of the story, a child who cries every night. A girl that feel sad and scared to express her feelings and emotion with the person around her and she only express it every night where no one knows it and only the darkness sees and hears it. A girl who have a beautiful wide smile, bright cute eyes.

Teresita (Rosa’s mother): Rosa's mother is characterized by her empathy and understanding, always ready to listen to her daughter's worries without judgement. She offers unwavering support and comfort, assuring Rosa that she is not alone in her struggles. Guiding her daughter emotions.

Time

The present.

Synopsis

In a cold town, Rosa feels sad at night but her mom helps her feel better. With her mom's help, Rosa learns to be brave and not afraid of expressing herself.

SETTING: In their house, dining area, school

At RISE: She ran to her mom and cried she cried and cried.

Scene #1: A small, cold town with the wind whispering through the streets. The moon and stars illuminate the sky, casting shadows seems to swallow the whole town.

(Rosa lying on her bed, tears glistening in her eyes as the darkness covered the room.)

Rosa: Why do I have to feel this kind of situation? I'm so tired of this situation because it keeps happening over and over again. Why can't I say the pain I feel? Why should I own them? Why do I have to experience these things, I'm too young to experience this, I'm like a night owl, losing a freedom that I hope I can express my feelings to the people around me.

(Questioning herself while crying alone)

Tomorrow:

Scene #2: She smells a sweet fragrant like a bouquet of freshly bloomed roses in at the balcony of her room and felt the feeling of being alone again. Her world become sad again that makes her cry again in that night.

Rosa: HAHAHA, why does the world seem unfair to me? Why can't I even sleep peacefully at night?

(She just cried until she fell asleep)

Tomorrow:

Scene #3: When she woke up, she went to their dining table in the kitchen and ate the sweet apple jam his mother had cooked.

Teresita: Oh honey good morning, how's your sleep?

Rosa: Good morning mom, it's fine hehe.

(Pretending that nothing happened to her every night)

Teresita: Good to hear my dear, so how's my apple jam? I cooked it for you.

(Her mother asked her with a wide smile)

Rosa: I kind of like it mom.

(Smiling at her mother)

Teresita: I bought you a wheels, you can use it now if you want.

Rosa: Thankyou mom.

In the evening:

Scene #4: Rosa lying on her bed, and her tears drop in her eyes again and she couldn't take it anymore, she ran to her mom and cried.

Teresita: Honey!! Why are you crying? What happen to you?

(She is nervous and worried about her daughter)

Rosa: Mom, why do I feel sad every night? Why do I need to experience this? It's too heavy mom, I can't handle it anymore. I need your hand mom.

(Crying while talking to her mother)

Teresita: Come here, hug mommy until your pain you feel disappears.

(And she came to her mother and hugged her, she felt the soft skin of her mother and said..)

Teresita: Child, you are not alone, I am here for you, I will love you no matter what happen, no matter what situation you're experiencing, okay?

Rosa: Thankyou mom, stay by my side please?

Teresita: I will honey.

Scene #5: Despite her mother support, she still sorrow and suffering at night that filled with a deafening silence. Until one day, Rosa admitted to her mother about her feelings.

Rosa: Mom, why am I like this every night? Why am I always hurt and scared? I could not do this alone, I need your hand. Huhuhu

(While asking she's crying)

Teresita: Honey, sometimes these feelings is normal, many people go though such emotion like what you’ve experienced. But don't worry, sometimes these are the way to learn how to face this kind of situation.

(Widely smile with her daughter)

After many days..

Scene #6: Rosa’s mother enter the room of her daughter and looking for her.

(Knock! Knock! and the doors open and she saw her daughter sleeping peacefully)

Teresita: From now on, I will guide you and control your emotions. As your mother, I'm hurting that I have no idea that you need to experience this kind of pain. Huhuhu

(Whispering to her sleeping daughter while crying)

Teresita: I will teach you how to calm down and focus on positive things. I will never let you again to feel this kind of pain, I'm sorry honey, I have no idea that you are experiencing this kind of situation. I will do my best to be a better mother for you, I will guide you until you get older.

As time passed by…

Scene #7: Through developing the skills that her mother taught, Rosa gradually learned how to fight her fears, sorrows and anxiety.

Rosa: Being a late bloomer is not easy, but with the help of my mother and my determination, I learned to fight the darkness of the night and hope for the light of the morning. Before, I am the child who suffers every night but always saying that “I am okay”, I always said that to myself and with my surroundings. Now, I was no longer afraid to seek help and support from my family and friends.

Rosa: For sure if she's still alive, until now she won't let me cry, I'm so lucky to have my mother. If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't be able to handle what I went through. Love our parents because their love is more than we do love we give for them.

( She smiled widely while talking to her students)

Rosa: Okay class thankyou so much, enjoy the family day, be with your family for the rest of the day.

Imagery

Visual-have a beautiful wide smile, bright cute eyes.

Auditory- Enter the room and Knock the door knock! knock!

Olfactory- She smells a sweet fragrant.

Gustatory- Ate the sweet apple jam his mother had cooked.

Tactile- She came to her mother and hugged her, she felt the soft skin of her mother.

Thermal- A small, cold town.

Figures of speech

Simile- Like a bouquet of freshly bloomed roses.

Metaphor- Night owl.

Personification- The wind whispering through the streets.

Hyperbole- The moon and stars illuminate the sky, casting shadows seems to swallow the whole town.

Metonymy- I need your hand mom.

Synecdoche- I bought you a wheels.

Oxymoron- defeaning silence.

Irony- Before, I am the child who suffers every night but always saying that “I am okay”, I always said that to myself and with my surroundings.

Euphemism - Being a late bloomer is not easy.

Understatement- I kind of like it.

Lesson: Being not okay is okay. Life often throws us into situations where we find ourselves not okay, struggling to cope with the challenges that come our way. And that's okay. It's essential to remember that being vulnerable and acknowledging our emotions is not a sign of weakness but it reflects us that we are a human.

Mother's love is the best for me, they will give everything just to fullfil their responsibilities as a mother, they will not ignore us no matter what happen.

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