Fluency In Both Filipino and English Language

        Which is for the best? Mastering the English Language or our own Mother tongue? Each and every country have their own language. The same goes for us for we have our very own Filipino language. But that doesn't mean that we are prohibited to learn other language, such as English.

         As for me, the fluency in English Language is better. We Filipinos have our own language specifically, the Filipino language. Ever since we were born, we grew up using Filipino as our language. We converse and express ourselves using it. Isn’t it better if we can express ourselves using English language as well? Not only has it helped in education, it also help in our works. Though English is not the most spoken language, many people still use it. According to KryssTal.com, English is the second most spoken language. Because most of the times, different people from the corner of the earth use English for conversing. Since we typically grew up using Filipino, it won't hurt to try mastering the fluency of English.

       Different people have their own language so we should do well by respecting them because I don't want to insult other people just because of their language. 

Resuscitated Hope

Love. Friendship. Fun. I never experienced those. You see, I'm a taciturn person or so they say. My name is Bianca Louise Chase, a third year student and the president of the student council, not that anyone cares though. My life is full of ennui, not until I met that obnoxious and garrulous transfer student who was born with the grungy name of Michael Grace.  I must admit, he resuscitate the old me and I am thankful to him for that.

Thursday. Foundation Day

    I was walking silently in the hallway to the infirmary to rest. I've been busy for what? Six? Seven hours? I don't quiet remember, I was working nonstop. As I turned in the corner, someone  knocked me down. She immediately helped me to stand up.

  "Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry president! I didn't mean to," she said "It's just that --"

  "No it's okay, “I cut her halfway because I don't have time to hear such piffle words. "Why are you in such a hurry, by the way?"

  "Oh... Uh.. Well you see.."

  From the looks of it HE might be involved with something I do not know. I have a bad feeling about this.

  "Tell me. Is HE involved into something again?" I said between my gritted teeth. I know Michael is such a courtier. He definitely has the upper hand.

  I heard her muttered something like “, I’m so soooorry Michael! I can’t lie!” Like seriously?

“WHERE IS HE?!”

“Near the fields!”

And I left her without a thought.

As I approach the location that was given to me, I saw many students gathering around and I immediately knew how terrible the affray was. There were bloods and both parties are wounded.

   “STOP IT RIGHT THIS INSTANT!” I know I sounded like a mother. Pfft, I don’t care. They acquiesce like I thought. “, You guys are rambunctious! Haven’t you heard the word shame?!” I heaved out a sigh and continue. “, Both of you will be under surveillance. But before that, follow me to the infirmary. I’ll have your wounds tended.

   After they vociferated inside the infirmary, for their wounds are no joke, they followed me silently towards the Chairman’s office. I stopped right in front of the Chairman’s door and knocked politely.

  “Come in, “I heard her say. She was wearing a conspicuous coiffure and a beautiful babushka. “I’ve been noted by someone about the accident. Your decision was correct Ms. President, I must say. So in a month, you will be observing Mr. Grace. And tell Mr. Valdez that he will be in charge of the other student. Since Ms. Hamilton gave us to the notice of absence, he will be the assignee for her job.

  “Yes Ma’am. If you will excuse us then”

 “ Oh. Yes go ahead,” she said while smiling.

We left the office without a word.

Michael’s POV

 Ugh. This will take forever. The hag will give us a bloody harangue! Ugh. Tsk. I want to go home.

Oops. I’m wrong there’s no such ranting speech. I’m glad! Oh yeah. I still have to pack my things. I don’t want to leave.

When I arrived at the house, the chandelier greeted me with bright lights, so did my entourage. I will go tomorrow night to Korea to fix some problems in my father’s company. I don’t know for how long. but I’ll be back for Louise. I’ll tell her tomorrow. Yeah. I will.

The next day, I ordered an assemblage. I have the power because the chairman is actually my cousin!

 “Hey guys!” I said through the microphone “I just want to announce something before I leave for Korea tonight.” I sighed. This is it “Bianca Louise Chase. I know you’re listening. You simply can’t leave me alone because of my punishment. I just want to say,” Breathe in, breathe out “, I love you. If you’re thinking that I am feigning this, well you’re wrong because I’m dead serious of this... I’ll be waiting at the rooftop after class. So better think of it”

   That was that. The claque that was formed for me clapped, though I know they’re jealous. As I exit the auditorium, I saw Louise standing by the door. The sight of her made me smile. She’s shocked as I thought.

I passed by her, restraining myself from hugging her.

~AFTER SCHOOL~

“I am glad that you came. So what’s your answer?” I asked, my heart beating so loudly. I know we have some kind of rapport somehow, but talking to her up close makes me crazy. Please tell yes, please tell yes.

  Instead of answering, she hugged me. O-kay. That made me froze. I’m so happy. Tsk. I’m becoming a gay.

“I will wait for you,” she said in a whisper. It was enow for me. I really love this girl.

“Don’t worry. It’s just a year of furlough.” I said while laughing.

~A YEAR LATER~

The lovers from before rendezvous at the same rooftop where their first love bloomed, slowly reminiscing their sweet past and resuscitating their long awaited love story.

Informal Theme #7 : You Are My Saving Grace

Whenever I feel myself sinking in the dark

As the cold blanket enveloped me with a start

You pulled me from that abyss, that eternal stark

And your gentle arms held me close to your warm heart.

You spoke with a calmness in your tone that it calmed me

You brushed off with a smile the tear on my flushed cheeks
You opened the path and gave way to let me see
I saw right then and there, the beauty that you speaks.

But the darkness in my heart held some part of me
Waiting for a chance to devour my very soul
I know myself that my love for you is the key
To get back the real me and mentor will be your role.

But one thing is for sure, I love you very deeply.
I will then seek my true self and make myself new.
I know you will never leave me in my journey
God I thank you, because I'm blessed to have you. 

Informal Theme #6 : Her Tears

       Ever since we were born, Mother Nature is our home. She was beautiful and breath-taking back then. She's still breath-taking now, only of suffocation. Lately, everywhere we look we see trashes. I'm always wondering why we should destroy nature for the sake of ourselves. I want to see how beautiful our nature is, but sadly there are few left. When will everyone learn how to take care of Mother Nature? When it's already too late and her tears flows with grief?

     Good thing there are still people left who truly cares for our nature. Actually, we can help our her in our own little way. I still believe that everyone cares for nature even if a little is left and that it can change. We can join projects concerning our nature. We CAN avoid throwing trash anywhere. This should not be hard for us since it's our trash. I say people lacks discipline. Once, I was holding a piece of trash and I have no I idea where to throw it. What did I do? I put it inside my bag , brought it home, and threw it in the proper place.

      It saddens me whenever I see dirty places full of garbage. Even I scold myself whenever I throw something and pick it up again. I hope people realize it sooner. That she's suffering and shedding tears.

Informal Theme #5 : Romeo and Juliet: The Comedian Duo

    Endings. There's many. It will be hilarious if Romeo and Juliet became comedy. Just the thought of it makes me giggle. I can't deny that it will be also kind of awkward to have another ending besides the real one. It I were to make this a funny, it will go like this: 

     Romeo heard of Juliet's death, so he hurriedly went to Verona even though he was exiled. He went straight to the cemetery. By the time he got there, Friar Lawrence was standing beside a grave. He approached him. He looked at Romeo with wild eyes. He had dark circles under his eyes and his eyes were red, probably from crying. It was raining.

Romeo: Friar Lawrence! I heard the news! Where is her grave?! It was horrible! That news! Why are you crying? Her death is indeed very depressing! Oh, my love!

Friar Lawrence: I was not crying because of her death. I was crying because of her dress, It might be ruined! Besides, her dress does not suits the proper burial! It was red like the color of her lips! Good gracious!

Romeo stared at him blankly. 

Friar Lawrence: Oh! Don't mind me. Go along now. Her grave. Ah! here it is. (points to a grave beside him)

While Romeo was digging the grave, Friar Lawrence began to explain Juliet's plan. Romeo began to lift the coffin lid. 

Friar Lawrence: She's not yet dead you know, why are you so anxious to see her?

Romeo: What?! 

He looked at the Friar above him. It was his wrong move, because he slipped in the mud. and he landed face to face in a pile of bones. The skull seems to grin at him.

Romeo shrieked.

Friar Lawrence: Oops? Sorry. It was the grave beside this. Sorry Romeo.

Romeo: Tsk. Friar Lawrence!

Friar Lawrence: What?! I said I'm sorry!

He helped Romeo to get out of the grave. And Romeo began to dig again the grave, this time he was a hundred percent sure. He found Juliet who was beginning to stir a little. They helped Juliet get out. She held the lamp while the Friar helped Romeo.But then Paris arrived. Juliet turned to his direction with the lamp still in her hands.
Paris: Who--- AAAH!! A ghost! My dear mother! Oh my poor heart.
He was screaming wildly while running. In his clumsiness, he tripped in a rock and fell. But does not stop him from running.
Romeo and the Friar: What? What did just happen?
Juliet: That was rude! How can he be so mean? Do I look like ghost?
She turned around slowly still holding the lamp. Romeo and Friar Lawrence face turned as white as ashes. Friar Lawrence fell unconscious.
Juliet: What?
Romeo tried to lift his arm, although it was shaking like crazy
Romeo: Juliet, who's standing beside you?
Juliet looked at her side and found an old ladysmiling at her with her crooked teeth.
Romeo and Juliet screamed at the top of their lungs. They run towards each other unconsciously and banged their selves pretty hard, causing them to lose consciousness.
The old lady frowned.
Old Lady: That was rude! I was just about to greet them a good evening! Children this days!
And she walked away with her stick.



That would be great. But I cannot change it. I still love the real ending with some disappointment.

Informal Theme #4 : What If It Ended Romantically, not Tragically?

   Romeo and Juliet. As we all know, this work of William Shakespeare ended up tragically. But what if it ended differently? Can their tragic love story turn into a fairy tale love story, where they live happily ever after? Will their love prevail? This questions haunt me. Suppose I am the the author, the ending will be like this: 

  

   Paris visited Juliet's tomb and made a sweet ritual. Just then, the Page whistled, signalling him that someone is approaching. He immediately hid in the darkness, eyeing the strangers intently. Romeo and Balthasar approached the grave together with Friar Lawrence. Since the letter was not sent, Friar Lawrence decided to look for Romeo himself. Luckily, they met along the way. He then, explained everything to Romeo. Paris watched in horror as they dug Juliet's tomb. "Why! That man is Romeo, the vanished one! And who is that?Isn't that Friar Lawrence?! Insolent Fools! How can they do that to Juliet's tomb," he said. " This must be reported to the Capulets and to the Prince. I will make sure that they will pay for it!." Together with the Page, they retreated silently in the darkness and went off to with the news.

   Meanwhile, Juliet woke up from her slumber and threw herself at her husband's embrace. They were about to leave, when The Capulets, the Prince and The Montagues, who were also called because of the involvement of his son, Romeo. They were shocked to see the supposed to be dead Juliet hand-in-hand with Romeo. They asked both to explain that instance. Juliet burst into tears while explaining between her sobs with the aid of Romeo. They stood there in silence, letting the words sink in. "Is it now clear to both of you, how meaningless your fight is? Even your children suffer! What? You want to shed more blood? You want to stain your children's hand with blood? Look at the poor and unfortunate ones! They were supposed to be innocent! Yet, they were involved!" Prince Escalus scolded. There were more silence. But then, the Capulets broke the eerie silence. They told them how sorry they were, so did the Montagues. Romeo and Juliet watched in relief. 

  Paris protested but he couldn't do anything. They decided to let Romeo and Juliet marry each other. Paris went home with grudge.  Along the way, he met Rosaline. And they fell in love with each other. 

   The tragic Romeo and Juliet turned into a happy one.

   It can be that way. But then, if it's not tragic, it will be boring and not interesting. So I preferred Shakespeare's version :) 

Informal Theme #3 : Irreplaceable Treasure Everybody Possess

       A family. A simple treasure with infinite wonders. In the dictionary it goes as a group consisting a parent and children. If someone ask me the meaning of family, my answer will be this : A family does not simply mean that anyone with parents or children is one. Everyone can be a part of it. They are those who gives us warmth, love and care. It can't be sold, it can't be given to someone else and most of all, it can't be thrown away. The only thing a family needs to do, is to treasure, to improve and to keep it peaceful. They are important to us, even if some of us does not have the courage to admit it. They're with us when we celebrate for success, cry when we feel down, laugh when we are happy, guide us when we lose hope and go on a journey with us through the wonders of life.

    An ideal family. Everybody wishes to have their own. My ideal family is a simple one. A happy, peaceful, faithful, progressing, honest, caring, loving and strong family. I know someday I will achieve that kind of family. Some of my friends know that my family is broken. I am not proud of it. Anyone who has a broken family and goes around saying 'I'm proud and happy that my family is broken' is definitely crazy. As for me, I accepted it. I'll support them, whatever makes them happy. Even If it means of finding new partners in life. I understood their situation properly. I cannot say anymore details, since it's too confidential. I just don't want to lie.

     To the families all over the world, we salute you. Thank you for the things you've done for us. I know there are many challenges that you overcome and will overcome. Have faith to the Almighty God, and blessings will come. We love you.