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BROKEN PEN OF ART

Testomonio

“Arts can be found everywhere” but no one can appreciate arts but only the Artist itself. As an aspiring artist, I wanted to be known in the near future for my arts but do you realized how hard to an artist in this society where people never appreciate the artist because this talent is nothing compare to other talent. They say that each everyone of us was given a pure talent. There is some people who have a huge talent in singing, dancing, acting, and the less appreciated is drawing. Do you know that feeling when all you have to do is sit on the corner, quietly scribbling on your sketch pad while your classmates are talking about their talents and complementing each other because they’re so good in singing or dancing or acting. But you’re just their sitting quietly minding your own business. Since because the center of the talk is always those typical talents but never the talent on drawings.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not jealous because I was never the center of the talk. What I’m trying to say here is no one ever appreciate the pure talent of drawing. And no understand the arts at all since other people see arts as nothing but an ordinary colors in a white papers. It is funny enough to think that some children excelling in this particular talent but their parents aren’t happy to see their children having this talent instead they wanted to learn them other things. I don’t get it why their killing innocents pure talent and twisting it to be other one.

What is wrong in drawing? It can also a weapon against destruction, right and it also the piece of someone. Because drawing can be the mirror of your emotions. Just like what I always do, I express my emotions through drawing. I expressed those unheard emotions through drawing. That’s why its not just an art nor drawing it is a masterpiece with stored emotions on it. I don’t care if we the talented artist was never the center of talks. All I need is people must understand each artist, because every piece of drawing people see, is there some emotions and story to tell.

Just like Vincent Willem Van Gogh a dutch artist. Who gets criticized and bullied from his way of thinking and no one ever wants to understand him and he only have those paintings and no else. Behind those paintings and drawings, there are so many stories that Van Gogh wanted to voice out but he never got a chance until he gave up on his self and take his own life.

We the artist, was not just a words but we have some stories to tell behind our masterpiece. We endure a lot since some people looked down to us, and they never understand us and our love in arts. But we also have voice that needs to be heard.

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911 ATTACKS

Literary Journalism

18 years ago a news shocked the whole world as a terrorist rang and alerts everyone specially the whole America as the terrorist bomb the World Trade Center located at Manhattan, New York, Us. That killed 2,996 innocent people and injured 25,000 people. On September 11 2001 Tuesday at exact 8:46 – 10:28 a.m. An aircraft hijacking was reported and a multiple calls on 911 from the passengers of the reported hijacked airplane was recorded. Decades had passed but the incidents made so much impact in world and specially in America.

The said Twin tower or World Trade Center bombing was caused by the known terrorist al- Qaeda terrorist group. 19 member of al- Qaeda terrorist group hijacked the two of the planes, Airlines Flight 11 and United Airlines Flight 175 that departed the northeastern United States and bound for San Francisco and Los Angeles. Some Passengers in both airplanes made a call to 911 and some called to bid their farewell to their love ones as they know that they have no chance to survive and there is a big possibility that everyone of them will die.

The said two plane hits the south and north of the twin tower and in an hour the whole tower collapsed. It is said that within an hour and 42 minutes the 110 storey twin tower collapsed and killed thousands of innocents lives and injured thousands of people too. The bombing of world trade Center is a big destruction in New York City and it made a massive damage even in the neighboring infrastructure. It also affected the City’s economy.

As the news burst out the it rang the whole world. US suspected the said terrorist that time, the Al- Qaeda as the responsible of plotting the bombing of the World Trade Center. Because of that the US launched a War on the terrorist and they Invade Afghanistan extradite Osman bin Laden the leader of the terrorist group and kill the al- Qaeda. And because of this shocking event in the history, many countries strengthened their forces and anti terrorism to prevent terrorist attacks. But bin Laden himself denied the accusation of bombing at first. But on 2004 he admit that he was involved in plotting the bombing and he keeps on hiding until he was located at Pakistan, after knowing his location the US launched a sanctions on May 2011 and Osman bin Laden was killed by the SEAL team Six of the US Navy during Obama Administration.

The 911 bombing is the horror and terror event in America, as all the survivors describe how terrifying the event is. One survivor named Brian Clark witnessed the horror of the 911 bombing. He said that he saw a somewhat a giant fireball coming from the North Tower he didn’t wait anything, he quickly gear his self up and he began an evacuation procedure for other staff. He even witnessed those people jumping to their deaths from the North Tower. This 911 destruction brings terror in many people, specially the survivors who witnessed the horrific deaths of innocent people who get surprised for a sudden attack. And up to this day the incident hardly forget because of thousands of innocents lives was taken away. And it always remain as the most horrific event that happened in 21st world history.

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WINDOW TO THE SOUL

‘fallen angel by alexandre cabanel’

Facial Recognition

Inflamed laying at the land, while arms covering his face, from head to toe he was a beautiful ange that sent from above but not like any other. Muscles flexing from his flawless body, and a white thing hanging on his back the thing called wings was never be a help for him to get up on the land he was laying.

A kind like him was also displaying above him flying so finesse while was as if stuck on the land he refused to be with. He have this golden curly, messy looking hair and a beautiful structured face that no angel can have. His muscled arms flexing while he was covering his face, hiding what emotions he got on his face. Only his eyes can see but he doesn’t know that he already exposed his emotions through that eyes that he didn’t choose to cover up.

Those emotions reflects in that beautiful eyes, proving the inflamed emotions of a “Fallen Angel” a painting by Alexandre Cabanel:

Eye is the window to the soul, and eyes always tell the true despite of lies. The Fallen Angel beautiful structured face is full of revolt. He as if despise the angels above him because of all them he was the one who’s stuck bellow in the land and received rejections. The beautiful faced angel is full of range it reflect from his beautiful but sharp looking eyes. He have this beautiful structured face with a thin red like, lips. Also a roman like, pointed nose. He have strong jaws that tighten from his inflamed anger. He have long brow that sharp on the end part, it has the same color in his hair, golden brown. His eyes are sharp like a tiger, his brows arc above his deep angry eyes. His pupil are nowhere to find as he covering half of his face by his arms and his two hands interlocked with each other. A crystal clear tears was seen just bellow his sharp looking eyes. It was really arc proving how inflamed the emotions he have. The look on his sharp gazed is full of anger and vengeance because of rejection. We know by far if we looked at the fallen angel painting, we think that as if it was just an ordinary angel laying in the ground but as soon as we look carefully and gazed through his eyes we can now really understand what was really the hidden message of the Fallen Angel painting.

Even half of the face was covered, the strong emotions can really be seen by just staring through his eyes, he have this beautiful eyes and yet those eyes is full of vengeance and inflamed anger. He was seen to be a beautiful faced angel but unlike any other angel he was rejected and thrown in the land. The strong feelings of emotions reflected in his beautiful eyes that made this painting more intriguing. In this painting I learned how the eyes can really be powerful, it was just a little organ but eyes never hides everything but it shows the truth and that is why we always say that eyes never lie. Because this round orb is such a beauty that show the real beauty of a person as it exposed the gate through the soul of a mankind.

And as a lover of the eyes, it always captured me and as if it always hypnotized me. Because among body parts of a human eyes always attracts me as it always exposed the emotions and feelings that a human don’t show and keeps hiding from inside of them.

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REACTION TO PERSONAL NARRATIVE

Personal narrative as they defined it it is a broad essay. Most of it is about some important people or events, memories or encounter in writers life. It is on a narrative mode of writing or even in descriptive mode of writing.

My reaction to Marianne Alla Personal Narrative are; It was a typical essay that a student will make. But because it is personal and it was by the first person point of view it was easy to interpret and can easily understand by the readers. Also it can be that entertaining as it came from personal experiences, that the first person shared to all the readers.

The emotions and feelings as easily interpreted because we can understand the essay easily as the writer wrote each words specifically so we the readers can’t have a hard time to understand the information inside of the body of essay. Since Personal narrative also narrates us the personal experience of the writer we can also somehow indentify what kind of person the writer is as he or she describe or write down the way how he or she deal in that particular encounter of her personal narrative.

Lets moved on now in the whole paragraph and what is written on it. The paragraph are well arranged. The writer used of grammar are all correct she have no misspelled words and she write the information detailed by detailed. Also I can understand easily the whole context and I never get bored while reading it maybe because the writer wrote it really well and I can understand each sentenced clearly. Also the emotions showed in the essay is easy to interprets and I can feel those emotions too each sentence.

All in all the Personal Narrative really conveys the information well and we can understand it easily and we can also feel what kind of emotions that the writer has upon constructing their personal essay.

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TREASURES

Personal Narrative

Smile flashes through my face as I remember the times where I enjoy my high school life. As I take the journey of my Junior High times. Everything is memorable in that time, as every elder do said that the most memorable time to them and the most happiest is the time that they where in high school. Every playful things they do is the best memory to them their high school squad is the best too and up until now they still remember those happy things that they’ve experienced that as if it just happened tomorrow.

And I can prove it too, the happiness when we are in high school. Nothing can compare to it even in senior nor in college. Because at the end of the day were always saying that high school times is the best and the happiest. Those encounter in my HS times is crystal clear that carved in my mind I still remember the first time I stepped my foot in the ground of Imus National High School Bucandala Main. I was still naïve in that school and I really don’t know who should I approach and where should I go. That time my mom go with me in the early morning of June, my heart race like a galloping horse inside my chest, my mom assured me that everything will be fine and I can easily get a friend since I’m friendly. I only smile at her not knowing what to say since I’m too nervous. As we reached my new school, I was surprised in many students scattered around the school ground. Again I’m contemplating whether I’m going to survive my four years in HS. But as I entered my new classroom and meet different people who became my classmate in the whole year, I was hesitating if I can have a friend but things changed as I got a courage to make friends, and give everyone a small smile just to let them know that I wanted to become close to them and be friends with them.

That time in my 7th Grade I have meet different people, and be friends with. The most remarkable one I can say the encounter that I treasured the most is when I meet one of my best friends up until now, her name is Ella, I remember the time that we just start in small smile, since she was sitting at the other row behind my sit every time I accidentally gazed at the back and we looked at each other we just gave each other a small smile. At first I thought that she was mean, and kind of sassy looking girl but we got to know each other more when we became sit mate. She was indeed a nice one, and we became friends. My first impression to her never last as I get to know her a lot. She was just a joker like me and most of all a smart and hardworking student. At first I thought that I will never get a friend and My HS life will be chaotic.

In that particular encounter, it boost my confidence to survive and enjoy my HS life. And at the time of my G10, it proves to me that my High School life is the most happiest encounter in my life. My whole year in my 10th Grade is just the best. And those people I became friends in the time, my squad is who I treasured the most and will be forever in my heart. That’s why a heavy tears falls down on my eyes when we all parted ways from our 10th grade moving up. It was a sunny afternoon of march when we held our moving up. Since the day of our practice, we know that this is it, whether we like it or not we will bid our goodbyes soon and start our new journey.

A bittersweet time of my Junior High times, specially the times of our bonding as section Socrates, the fight and playful things we had in our room. And all the things we shared with each other. So the time has come, one sunny morning of March I woke up to realized that I’m finally graduating in my JHS. I started to get the things I need, my well prepared uniform and my black shoes that is well shinned. After I ate my lunch I prepared as well, I fixed my hair and did my makeup. My mom took some photos of me. I can’t even smile because I don’t feel it. Indeed that I’m happy that finally I finished another chapter of my journey but the fact of I will take another step and some of the people I get know, we will parted ways makes me sad. Because this is the reality.

As the ceremony formally begins. I know in myself that this will be our last time to gather and be with each other, my beloved 10 Socrates. At first were all ok laughing together and talking as the ceremony went by. But in the last part of the ceremony, the last song that my section jammed with. It pains me a lot, knowing that we only got one hour left to enjoyed each other company. One year had gone by and we realized how past the day and the night changes. And that’s when I heavy tears rolls down in my eyes, knowing that it all ends here. With a bittersweet smile flashes through my face, but a quivering lips and a hard sobbed, me, and the whole 10 Socrates ended up in a tight group hug. Imagine that we all meet having different impression for each other but then we ended up closed enough and we build a strong bond as family.

I can say that each of us became so much intact despite of having misunderstanding, we become family that rise together. The Ceremony ends in ‘good luck to college’ ‘hope we see each other again’ ‘good luck’ ‘bye’ in those words I know that those people who become part of my Junior High already got some spot here in my heart.

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ONE STEP AT A TIME

Reflective essay.

Good day whoever reading this. I Jewel g. Borito, Grade 12 and currently taking Humanities and Social Science. In my seventeen years of existence, I can say that I have a lively life, while I’m venturing my own path. I discovered many things as I grow up and I learned through my mistakes as I ages. As I grow up and enjoying each path I passed by who gave me so much learning, some made an impact, some are not, and some never banished and will be forever carved into my mind as I grow up and reach my retirement. Being a teenager and encountering many things that a teenager can experienced I can say that being in the middle of puberty and teenage life is a nerve rocking.

But what I’m going to share today is the memory I called one step at a time, it was when I graduated Elementary where everything for me is a bit too fast to endure. I’m not ready that time, a bunch of questions keep flooding my mind. And at the back of my head I knew to myself that I wasn’t ready yet to start a new chapter because I know that after graduation I’ll be getting ready to a new battle in high school. I was petrified that I worry A lot in that time. Because things keep bothering me that what if I can’t do it well that hat if I’m not that smart compared to those new students I could possibly encounter with.

This memory is the worst one since I keep telling myself that time that what if I stop? Should I give up?? Those are the question that keeps circling in my mind that time. But there are many people who believe on me. They knew that I can do it really well in high school just like what I did in my elementary times. After graduation I reflect everything, I know that this first step that I take will be worthless if I waste my time and never try another step. And besides I’m too young to give up in my own journey. So I made up my mind, maybe I was just too afraid to face the reality but I won’t let it stop me and my plan for my life. This memory is the most remarkable memory to me, since because that day and until now I saw mu progress each year had passed. And it proved to me that I can.

Until now I always reminding myself how far I go from that day where I almost get blown away because of how scared I am to my future and to what will happen to me. But in that memory it made me to be strong and always made me realized that I’m too far now in that old self of mine where I’m still fragile and too coward to face what’s ahead of me. But today that particular memory thought me to be brave and it strengthen me as a person so I can face everything with a brave heart. Since I’m taking my own chosen path in my life where I must be strong enough to endure things that I can encounter in my life.

So I’m thankful that this memory brings me here, that where Am I today. I’m still far from what I wanted to be but I know God is bringing me there with a strong heart and all this encounter will served as my ultimate experiences to get the trophy of my life.

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TRAVELOGUE: NUEVA ECIJA, THE PEACEFUL PARADISE OF THE PHILIPPINES.

The fresh air breeze will ironically knock you down as soon as you step at the land of

Nueva Ecija. This place was known to be rich at dairy and carabao, but as a first timer tourist at this kind of province, I was captured by the peaceful grassy plane of this place. The Sky is clear and the air is fresh compared to the city.

It took us 7 hours of travel from Cavite to Nueva Ecija, particularly at Guimba where we are originally going. The road trip are pretty great and peaceful specially when we reach the province. While taking the way to Guimba all I can see is the green grassy field on both side of the way. Cows and Carabao are healthy grazing in the grassy field. Tall trees are visible in every side of the place and the rich rice field where green as ever. I was enchanted by what I see, growing up in such a crowded city with full of cars and noisy people, I was as if get fell in love in such a peaceful place of this province real quick. But this is not yet the end of the surprise of this Province. Upon traveling I’ve seen many delicious delicacy of Nueva Ecija but the food that mostly charmed me is the Nilupak that is mostly made of Cassava and Margarine.

Also Nueva Ecija is rich at the food crops and one of this is the rice. If you look at your left and right when you’re at this place all you can see mostly are the wide hectare of rice field only. And for your Information, since Rice is the most number one food crop at Nueva Ecija, Government build a museum dedicated from their number one food crop it is the NFA Grains Industry Mseum.

Because lots of people living at Nueva Ecija, they are mostly a farmer who owned such a wide hectare of rice field. And if you think by just the looks, as if the people are just pretty simple and not just wealthy as you think but when I dive right in to their life style I realized that they just only simple looking but little did we know they are wealthy because of the big income they get from farming.

The people also are really accommodating and nice. They will give you a warm welcome and a genuine smile. When we all reach out destination we are all greeted by those nice people living in the barrio. And my favorite part of our travel at Nueva Ecija is how peaceful the province type of living. Where you are so near to the Nature as if you can communicate to it, and mostly it feel refreshing and all your burden and worries are as if banished by the peaceful place of this Province. I honestly going admit that spending some days at Nueva Ecija change me, because I was totally get enchanted of how beautiful the place is. And The green gassy fields give me a break from all the pollution and crowded place of the City. I could tell that you could never go wrong in living in such a nice place, with Nature gives you a comfort in living.

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BIOGRAPHY OF ANGELA JHED R. LITA

She is Jewel’s Childhood best friend, they study in the same school when we ar

Young but she’s a year older than me. Her name is Angela Jhed R. Lita the youngest child among the five children of Mr. Josifile Lita And Mrs. Joyce Lita. Angela was born at 29th of September 2000 at Philippine General Hospital. Now she leave at Victoria Homes, Tunasan Muntinlupa City. She graduated Elementary at Malipay Elementary School as Valedictorian and she Graduated High School at Muntinlupa National High School with a high Honor. And now she is on her first year in College currently taking Hotel and Restaurant Management at CVSU Bacoor.

Angela, also known as “Daday” for her family and Friends, she’s a kind and loving lady to everyone. She is not just kind and polite but also she is smart and beautiful inside out. She is such a good person since she was raised well from a Christian family who fear God and family centered lady.

She is just your typical teenager but she loves to goof around with her friends and her family. She is also a kind and loving granddaughter and a daughter towards her grandma and her mom. She is a down to earth human being who loves to help others and drag everyone up with her. Angela never fails to lighten up everyone mood since she’s a joker and have a bright and positive personality. Growing up and knowing her, she is matured enough to stand on her own feet and she was always independent. And as being with her she can literally shares her positive personality with you. Also Angela is a sister and a loyal friend that you can be with, that you can opened up with and she’s a shoulder to cry on when her friends is in need.

Growing up in a not so wealthy family, Angela knows how hard the life is when your parents didn’t finished their school and started a family in such an early age. As the youngest among the 5 children of Lita, she is lucky that she witnessed her siblings strived harder for their study and now the 4 of them are finally successfully finished their college and have a good professional job. Now Angela is too lucky that she didn’t need to experienced the hard times that her siblings experienced before. And now they can provide to all the family needs and they are all supporting Angela on her Study.

She was thankful that her parents never gave out and despite of hard and poor times they successfully supported their children to finished their college and now that Angela wont experienced the bad times that her siblings has experienced. Now that everyone of them supporting her, and can give her enough needs, she is lucky to have them and mostly really thankful for her parents for staying in. That’s why the whole family are thankful to God and they showed their gratitude and they keep on praising him. Also growing up n a family of Christian, Angela was well mannered and raised well with a good and pure heart. Being kind to others and such a loving and kind hearted daughter to her family and to friends. Angela never stop believing on herself that despite of many storms she knows she can through Christ that Strengthen her.

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AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF JEWEL G. BORITO

I am Jewel Garrido Borito, Only child of Mr. Raymundo Borito and Mrs. Dina Borito

I was born at 8th of April 2002, at the Ob-gyn Center San Pedro, Laguna. Now I’m on Age 17 and I live with my parents at Lancaster Estate Alapan 2-B Imus City Cavite. Also I’m in 12th Grade and currently taking Humanities and Social Science at Gen. Pantaleon Garcia SHS. I’m just a typical teenager who still having a hard time to fit in sometimes. I am an extrovert person with a jolly and bubbly personality also an optimistic one and a positive thinker who’s trust and fear God. But sometimes I was misunderstood for being mean every time in other people first impression to me. Since I have a fierce, not smiley face at first encounter. As a teenager and student who striving hard for school, I also love arts and I love to draw since drawing is the given talent for me. And I also love watching movies and reading books in my free time. As a normal teenager, I also have likes and dislikes that can turn me on or off. I like honest people and a positive thinker one because all I want is a positive mind in this cruel world, be a precious ray of sunshine in this gloomy place where we live in. Whilst the things I don’t like are liars, people who steal from other, and those people who belittle other. Because growing up. I witnessed different kind of person and that’s why Human scares me the most than other entity in this world. Also this is my reason why I prefer to be with animals than humans.

Looking back to my childhood, there are so many memories I was once experienced and all of these memories are still crystal clear in my mind whether it’s good or bad. I can still remember them clearly as if all of it just happened yesterday. And some of it are the things I don’t want to remember anymore but still it flashes through my mind like a lighting. But anyways as a positive teenager, I have this memory that I love to remember the most not just like any other memories. It was when I’m age 3, where I first time entered school, since I was the one who insisted that I wanted to attend school despite it’s too early for my age. For others maybe this memory has nothing special on it, but my point here is, 15 years ago that was the time where it’s the beginning of me getting educated and training me to become this smart and strong as I was today. I’m thankful that 15 years ago, I think and decided to attend school where I encountered and associated with different mentors who strengthen me and my knowledge and trained me to be like what I am today. Because as I started it when I was 3 I know that it’s the beginning of me being exposed and ready to take a little step and to get ready for my own battle in this world and to my own life. Maybe I’m too different when it comes for choosing the best memory, it’s not what you think like my first time going somewhere or a memory with a friend about playing genuinely happy or crying because I slip out and I scratch myself. This memory I always reminiscing 15 years ago is that’s the day I was prepared for the outside world where innocently I make my own decision to take a little step out away from my own comfort zone and strengthen my own as training for myself so I can use it all until now and to my future self. Because that kind of memory opened my eyes and now I won’t forget about it since that is the day where I made my own step. As I always said to myself I’m in dept from my old self. From the young version of me. But also there are some memories that made me laugh compared of the first one that always made me sentimental though. Like the one encounter that almost broke my arms but thankfully it didn’t it’s just made my right arm bruised and swollen, because I fall from a big and a little bit high of log that came from a broke tree. That’s the most painful one that happened to my body. But still right now my right hand is perfectly fine because if not I just don’t know anymore plus the fact that I’m right handed. And that’s all so sum up all my good memories.

Growing up, my past and my presents is interested. I may not born in such a wealthy family but born as Jewel I feel so lucky to be me because I can tell how good and how I improved since the day I was exposed in my surroundings since the day I took the small step to start my own journey. Now I know myself very well and I learned so many things from me, from my mistakes and past. Now I can tell that I’m much more ready to take the most big step in my life. I’m a bit scared but I know I have purpose that’s why I was born brave and smart. Living a life like mine is sort of extra ordinary for me, I’m aware to my surroundings that’s why I’m so careful to my surroundings and still trying to sense everything. I’m still looking forward for all the things I can still achieved along the way of my own journey. As a students and just a typical teenager but have a uniqueness on her I hope I inspire other for not being afraid to wonder the outside world that without being scared for others opinion. And most of all I want to leave this such great words of the day that I always tell to myself. It doesn’t matter if other people don’t believe on you and on your capabilities but instead what matters here the most is. You, believing on yourself always.