Eight Line Poem

Pest in the house

Fire-breathing

Dirty mud brown

Stagnant as dead body

Stink that mobbed of flies

Rock that makes my heart beats louder

Leafy as grass

To lose them is my greatest fear.

Haiku

    1. Twinkling stars at night,

The shape of the moon that smile,

It makes me sleepy.

      2. Take me to the place

Simple place yet make me beam

In the paradise.

     3. The blow of the wind

Ray of sun touching my face

A beautiful day.

      4. Red flowers and fruits,

Green grasses, trees and mosses,

Yellow light gives life.

Metaphor Poem

ABSTRACT NOUNS	COLORS	CONCRETE NOUNS
Love Brave Thanks Glad	Tenebrous black Pale white Perky yellow Overcast gray	People Woman Arms Abode of our Almighty God

“All Thanks to him”

I found my love,

When my life was as dark as tenebrous black,

Surrounded by fake and judgmental people.

He helped me to become brave,

Pale white appearance should change,

Act as courageous woman that cannot be deterred.

All thanks to him,

He makes my life perky yellow,

I am now longing for his arms to hug me so tight.

Whenever he is right now, I am still glad,

Because I met him in my overcast gray life,

I hope he is happy in the abode of our Almighty God.

“I am” Poem (Mandatory)

I am a quiet and serious person,

I wonder why people were laughing when the reality is they have problems,

I hear the air whispering me words that I hadn’t heard before,

I see people talking happily,

I want to know why people continuously doing such things,

I am a quiet and serious person,

I pretend that I hadn’t heard what other people are saying about me,

I feel like I am alone in this world,

I touch my heart to feel its numbness,

I worry that it would be forever like this,

I cry sometimes thinking that no one cares for me,

I am a quiet and serious person,

I understand when people go away from me,

I say nothing would happen if they stay with me,

I dream that someday I could find my real happiness,

I try to be happy but it isn’t effective,

I hope that I could meet someone that would make me smile, a real smile,

I am a quiet and serious person.

Personal Poem (Introduction Poem – Mandatory)

“Problems”

Life wouldn’t be complete without problems,

Problems that I think will ruin my life,

But the reality is

This is what made me a better person.

I can describe myself as a quite person,

You wouldn’t know if I have problems,

But inside of me is a dragon,

Breathing fire figuratively.

If I have problems, I want to relax myself,

I am searching for something to look at,

I love seeing places with different beautiful flowers,

And I hate seeing when people destroy it.

Problems are really everywhere,

Wherever I look, there are always there,

If only my hands could speak,

It would say that I should have time to rest.

Night is my favorite time of the day,

I can rest after what I done in a day,

This is the time when the surrounding is at peace,

I can sleep soundly and forget my problems temporarily.

I remember my childhood days,

The days I really enjoy,

I didn’t think of any problems,

Having my playmates with me was fine.

That was also the time

When my mom told to me a saying,

I should live my life to the fullest,

We only live once, I should enjoy every single day.

I wake up from the reality,

Problems shouldn’t be taken seriously,

I should also think of what and who surrounds me,

Sometimes we should face it, but most of the times we need to forget it.

Marvella Valerie is my name,

Means a brave miracle,

Brave to face various difficulties in life,

So I shouldn’t be defeated by anything.

All of the problems have its answers,

Prayer is one of the ways to solve it,

God will hear all the grudges in you,

He will cure it.

I can now say that I have a cup of happiness inside of me,

Appreciating the essence of the people surrounds me,

Contented of what I have,

And God is the center of each relationship I have.

Syringe (Reflection)

    We all have fears, anyone could have. We cannot hide it within ourselves. It is natural to have this feeling because if we do not feel it, I think we are not normal. Fear makes a man think of the possible outcome of what he fears. Instead of doing it, we put in our mind that it would harm us. Sometimes if we are encountering such situations that we are scared to do something, we are escaping from it. Escaping is not the solution to remove the fear but facing is. We should have confidence and trust in ourselves that we can do it. We should also be optimistic that we can overcome the fear. Facing our fears is really hard at first, but if we surpassed it, we can say that we survived the challenge and that fear made us stronger than before.

Spoken Poetry

Bes (Best Friend)

Bes, can you still remember?

The days when were still together?

Full of laughter and craziness,

We didn’t endure even our throat hurts,

To see you smile is my relief.

Unexpectedly, of all the people, how could you?

I treated you more than a sister!

I trusted you

That how I wish I never did

Because it hurts to think that the person whom I trusted will be the reason why I won’t trust again.

Bes, I thought you hate snakes?

The type of person that will get away the boyfriend from a friend?

I suspected anyone; I search for whoever is that girl,

I thought the most hurtful thing is losing my boyfriend,

To know that you are the one who get him away from me brings a lot of pain.

Bes, thank you.

Thank you for the happy memories,

If fooling me can bring you happiness,

I won’t be selfish

Because it is better if I cry than to see you frown.

Local Color/Story

Pag aeaw-aeaw

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  October 21, 1942, for the people of Banga, it is one of the special day because the town’s Mayor Lorenzo Duran Jr. and Atty. Jose Urquiola informed the townspeople that there will be a “Pag aeaw-aeaw” for the visitors that will come in the town, the Japanese Imperial Army. Before the sunrise, the eight years-old Edgar Orola with his father Perfecto, half-brother Diogenes “Genes” Rentino and his cousins Frederico Jr. and Rodolfo Rigodon go to the crossing and preparesome stuffs. At 7:00 am there are about 300 welcomers from different barrios of Banga came. By 7:30 am, Genes and Luis Macahilig divide the people into two groups. The first group was being led by Genes, Luis Macahilig, Frederico, and Luciano Trompeta, while the second group was being led by Macho Trompeta, Perfecto and Rodolfo. Edgar is on his father’s group. By 8:00 am, Genes group go to Barrio Libas and the group of Perfecto stay in the crossing.

   As the first group sees the soldiers, they wave the Japanese flags and shouts “Banzai! Banzai!” The soldiers instruct the 20 Banganhons to fall in line. Genes is at the head of the line. Their hands are tied behind their backs while the other members that are not included in the 20 are shot with machine guns and stab by bayonets. Molong witness what happened to Gene’s group so he runs to the crossing where the rest of the welcomers are waiting for the Japanese soldiers. At 9:30 am, he reports to the people in the crossing that the people in Barrio Libas were killed by the Japanese soldiers. Nobody believes him instead they get angry on him to the news he is spreading. The people shout at him and called him buang, and then they continue to their different businesses and ignore Molong. The women are preparing the soldiers some foods like pinaupo sa asin na manok, biskwit, nilagang saging, mani and tuba, while the others sells inihaw na mais and kakanin. The men are arranging the seats for the soldiers and children are playing.

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o          Pag aeaw-aeaw: to welcome.

o          Banzai: a Japanese word use to welcome a visitior/s.

o          Buang: insane

o          Pinaupo sa asin na manok: a whole chicken boiled in a hot water with salt.

o          Biskwit: a crunchy light food that is eaten as part of a meal.

o          Nilagang saging: banana that boiled in a hot water.

o          Mani: a brown nut that is cover by shell and belong in root crops.

o          Tuba: a wine from coconuts that is usually drunk by both men and women.

o          Inihaw na mais: smoked corn.

o          Kakainin: a famous Filipino food that usually sticky.

   By 10:30 am, 10 Japanese soldiers reach the rotonda and the townspeople shouts, “Banzai! Banzai!” The Japanese captain together with his interpreter steps forward while the soldiers ready their machine guns.  The Japanese captain talk to his interpreter and the interpreter then say to the people, “Who have guns in their balays? Do not be afraid because we will not do anything to you.” Macho Trompeta who is one of the leaders of the second group raise his hands. The interpreter tells him to go near the soldiers. His daughter Sianing then shout, “Tatay, im coming with you!” then she go to her father. Their hands are tied by the two soldiers. Gene Robi, another resident, begins to sense that something terrible was about to happen. He jumps from his bangkong kahoy and run, but unfortunately, he is shoot by a soldier that causes his death. The people start to feel nervous and cry. The interpreter asks again the same question to the people but no one answer. The Japanese captain sign to the Japanese officer. The Japanese officer then waves a red flag and shout, “Ready, fire!” The soldiers shoot the townspeople. Edgar can hear the cries and shouts of the people. Hundreds of people lay lifeless at the rotonda. The bloods are like a rain that spurts in his innocent face. He was not shot so he pretends that he is dead. With eyes half-opened, he can see how the soldiers shoot his father. He stops his emotion so he can be safe and no one can recognize him. As the shooting stopped, he can hear heavy steps that come to his place. He sees a soldier kick the dead body near him and stab it by bayonet. It seems that the soldier was checking to make sure that everyone was dead. The soldier then goes to him and he is stab many times by a bayonet. He screams because of pain. He is kick also on his back. Edgar stops moving and pretends to be dead even though he is in a lot of pain.

   After making sure that everybody is dead, the soldiers proceed to Barrio Bacan to search for more people to kill. When they were afar, Edgar decides to move slowly. “A-Aray! Help! Tatay, wake up!” He shakes his father to wake it up. He recognizes that someone is trying to move too. He helps him to stand but the man said that “Edgar, you should have run right now before the soldiers back.” Edgar felt pity with the man but the man pushes him to go. Despite of his bleeding wounds that makes him weak, it is a miracle that he can able to cross Mantac road and climb Manduyog Hill where he sees one of their helper, Oyo, with his rooster.

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o          Rotonda: a place where two things usually the car cross each other.

o          Balays: a place where people lived.

o          Tatay: used to call the father.

o          Bangkong kahoy: a chair made with large wood.

o          Aray: use to express when someone is hurt.

“Where are you going Oyo?” asked Edgar.

 “In the sabungan. I and my friends will meet there to fight our roosters.”

 “What? You’re still going there when the people in the rotonda were already killed by the Japanese soldiers?!” Edgar shouted. Oyo did not believe him so Edgar shows his wounds that he got. Oyo decides to bring him home to heal the wounds. When they get home, Edgar tells to his mother about what happened in the rotunda. They cry because of their father’s death. His sister is the one who heal his wound by the use of lampunaya and other herbals.

   After a day, Edgar and his family plan to evacuate in Barrio Torralba. When they are going to evacuate, they see Genes running towards them. His mother cries because of happiness that her son is safe.

   Genes tells to them that after the Japanese soldiers went to the rotonda, by 4:00 pm, they backed to Barrio Libas and brought the 20 Banganhons to the municipality of Balete. Some of them fainted because of hunger but instead of giving them water, the soldiers kicked and forced them to stand up. They reached the municipality of Balete by 11 pm and they were brought into a kubo. Genes tried to escape but Luis Macahilig stopped him because he may be shot by one of the soldiers.

   The next day at about 6:00 am, they were told again to fall in line. Luis Macahilig was told to put his head on a railing, and then his head was cut off. 10 of them were killed that day. The remaining 10 included Genes were returned to the kubo. Genes prayed to San Rafael, the patron saint of Balete whose feast day was to be celebrated on October 23. By midnight, Genes felt his arms comfortable and untied. He helped the two people who were nearest to him but he was unable to help his cousin Frederico. They planned about their escape. By 4:00 am, they did what they planned. Genes together with his companion walked through the bukid of Balete and finally reached the crossing by 6:00 am. He found dead bodies eaten by dogs, cats, and rats. Genes luckily reached their house safely before Edgar and his family evacuate to Barrio Torralba.

   Edgar Orola, the little boy who is luckily survived the massacre and tells to us the story during the World War II is still alive and now is 83 years-old.

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o          Sabungan: a place where the roosters fight.

o          Lampunaya: a violet leaf used to heal wounds.

o          Banganhons: use to call to the people who lived in Banga.

o          Kubo: a small hut.

o          Bukid: a mountain.

ANG BABOY/ THE PIG by Leoncio P. Deriada (Reflection)

    All of us want to be loved especially to be loved by someone we loved. We will do anything just to make someone we loved to love us back. This poem tells about how someone is desperate for love. He wants to have a lover that will care, protect and love him. In order for him to have that, he will do anything even it is hard just to feel loved in return. We do not need to beg for love, if the person we love also loves us, he will let us know that or he will even show. We do not need to push ourselves into someone who cannot pay our love. Being desperate for love is just a waste of time, ideals and effort.

    If I were the speaker of the poem, I will be myself. I do not have to become a pig or something just to make someone care, protect and love me. Love me for who I am, because this is me. I will not pretend as something or someone just for someone to love me in return.

Epistolary

Prank Call

by Maerel Villanueva Venus

There is no such thing as justice,

all the best that we can hope for is revenge— Emilie Autumn

CHAPTER 1

Megan’s Point of View

   I love him and I know that he loves me too. I can feel it whenever we were together, but why did he left me alone? He left me without hearing my explanation. Is my love wasn’t enough for him to leave me?

Russelle believed to his friends who had nothing to do but to ruin my figure to him. I cannot do the things they said like “I mingled with other man” and “I even bring that man to my condominium.” How could I do that if I have only one man that really loves? That is Russelle and there is no other. Now that I am pregnant and he is the father of this child, how would be our life is? Our life would not have significance if he is not on our side.

I get the picture that placed on top of my bed side table. This was the last picture we had when we celebrated our first anniversary last month. We wore our perfect smiles in this picture. Would this happen again? I smiled bitterly. It was impossible, really impossible. I saw a luminous object on my table. A knife that I will use as my self-defense if ever that there would be bad people that enter my condominium. My father gave it to me 5 months ago before they go to Italy for their work. I smiled. I thought I will use it for self-defense, but I had mistaken. I massaged the small hump on my stomach slowly.

“My child, I am sorry. You were implicated by your mom’s stupidity. Don’t worry, we would be together in heaven.”

I can’t stop myself to cry again. While holding the picture frame, I get the knife using my right hand and hastily slash my wrist. It hurts, really hurt, but there’s no other that would bring me a lot of pain, but only what Russelle had done to me. My vision is starting to blur when I heard the telephone rings. That’s Russelle! I know it! He will come back to me because I know he still loves me. I smile because of the thoughts that came out of my mind. Even my sight gets blurry and my wrist hurts, I didn’t endure it and try to steal up to the telephone. The hallway and stairway are slippery made by the blood that flows from my wound. When I reached the telephone, I put down the picture frame and answer the call.

“Hello?”

No one answers but I know he’s there because I can hear his sighs at the opposite line.

“Hello? P-please answer.”

I pleaded.

“Hi? This is Rusel, I ju---“

I stopped him before he would say anything that may hurt me again.

“Russelle, please c-come back to me, I really love you so much. I c-cannot live without you. Please. I-I’m begging you.”

I screech because of the pain I feel.

“No.”

He responded.

Short answer but it really strikes the inner part of my body. No! This can’t be! He should obligate our child! Even just for our child.

“But I---”

He cut what I am going to say. Why can’t he listen to me first?!

“I don’t love you, and I never did. You were just one of my toys. I and my friends were just betting you.”

I can hear grip laughs at the opposite line. Then he ended the call. I can’t believe it. So they just played me from the very start? But why? I can’t remember that I’d done something wrong to them. Jesus! What life I have?! I don’t know what to do with my life now. I cannot live it with full of pain. May God forgive me for what I am going to do. I walk to the rooftop of my condominium even I feel dizzy. I should finish everything. Including mine and my child’s life. When I got to the rooftop, I saw people wearing different scary costumes and having a party outside their houses. It’s Halloween that’s why. I step at the edge of the rooftop and accept the end of our life

CHAPTER 2

Rusel’s Point of View

   I can’t stop laughing. Seeming like a crazy man who saw something really funny. That was the best prank call I ever did. I shouldn’t end the call yet. But --- Hahaha, it was just that I can’t stop myself from bursting a laugh. That girl was really funny. Seems like a foolish girl who is madly in love with her ex- boyfriend, I think it was really her ex-boyfriend? Well, I don’t care. Pfft. Stupid love! And what a coincidence! My name and her ex-boyfriend’s name are similar.

Hahaha.

Every Halloween, I call random numbers and say horrible things like “Open the door, I’ll give you something” and “I will kill your parents later on midnight”. Well, that’s because I am bored and I want to have some fun. The reason why I call at exact Halloween day? Because people were scared of ghost especially during November 1and they would became more scared if I say horrible things to them.

I am alone here in my condominium because my father and my mother left me after they found better job in other country. It is fine with me to be left by them as long as they send me money. I feel so happy now. Thanks to that dumb girl. Whoever that Russelle she is talking about, he should thanks me because I ended his problem with that girl.

B-but what if that girl will commit suicide? Impossible, no one commits suicide because of being heartbroken.

B-but there are some. N-no! Calm down Rusel. She cannot do it to herself. She’s insane if she did.

I open the television to ease my nervousness. Luckily, it is my favorite cartoon movie, the “Tom and Jerry”. Yes, a movie that is suitable to the young, but who cares? At 1:00 am, I feel sleepy and decided to sleep on the sofa.

I wake up when the vase near at me fell down. I don’t have companion here in my condominium but I can feel that there are eyes staring at me. I feel creepy. I can hear footsteps from my back. I slowly turn my head and saw a figure of a man holding a sharp object and by seeing the shape of the body I know it is a male.

“Are you Rusel?”

He asked. How did he know my name?

“Yes, I am. And who are you?”

He grins.

“Who’s the last person you prank called?”

I’m shock. How did he know that I am a prank caller? I-Is this guy connected with the g-girl I last called?

“I-Im sorry. I-It was not really my intention to say things like that to h-her. Forgive me.”

My heart beats louder.

 “What did you said to her?”

He asks.

“I-I said that you just played her. That she was just one of your t-toys.”

I can see his mad face. I am going to run when something hits my back. I look at it and I saw blood. He comes near on me and stabs my face. My sight starts to become blurry. He whispers on me.

“See you in hell.”

Then he stabs me on my chest.

“F-forgive me.”

That was the last phrase I utter. I can feel my end.

CHAPTER 3

Russelle’s Point of View

   Finally, I had revenged for you Megan. I put down the dead body of this brainless man that killed the girl I love. Until now, I can’t accept the death of my girlfriend. I am going to fix our ruined relationship if only this guy didn’t called her. I have many plans after we settled our problem, but how will we do it if she’s gone? If she and my baby left me? Yes, I know that she is pregnant. Her best friend Janine told it to me and I do believe on what she had said that I am the father of the baby in Megan’s womb.

FLASHBACK

“Oh, Janine? You visited? It is almost midnight.”

I asked to Megan’s best friend that continuously enters my house.

“I just want to say to you that you are a fool! I feel pity to Megan. She cries a lot because of you! You who didn’t deserve her love! Until now, she can’t able to eat and sleep properly. The thing she only knows to do is to cry. Including your child in her womb is affected. I am the only one who comforts her whenever she remembers you. She also attempt suicide but I stop her because there is a child in her womb. Please, I’m begging you. Please come back to her.”

I was shocked from what Janine had said. Megan is p-pregnant? I hurriedly get the key of my car and rode on it. Tsk. Why Janine left her alone? What if she would commit suicide again? I drive faster. After thirty minutes, I reached her condominium, but why there are police car outside her condominium? I am going to enter the condominium when policemen blocked me.

“Sir, you are not allowed to enter the condominium, we are investigating.”

“Why? What happened? Let me in, my girlfriend is inside the condominium!”

I shouted at them.

They look at each other as if their eyes were talking.

“Are you the boyfriend of Ms. Megan Louise Asuncion? We saw her lifeless body a few minutes ago. One of her neighbor saw her at the rooftop and after a few seconds, she jumped.”

I squeal. No! This is not real. It was just a dream, a very bad dream. Argh! No. This cannot be! This is my fault! I shouldn’t break up with her. Because of me, she got an idea to suicide. I can’t forgive myself! God, why? Why did you get her so early? I hadn’t even say sorry to her. I hadn’t even saw and touched the small hump on her stomach. I hadn’t even corrected my mistakes. I cry out loud. I don’t care if they saw me crying. I don’t care if they say I am weak. I just want to let out the grudge inside.

“I-Im pleading you, please l-let me in. I am going to find something important. I’m begging you, p-please.”

The policemen let me go inside the condominium even they are not done investigating. They were really pitied on me.

As I enter the condominium, the place makes me cry a lot. There are bloods in stairway and hallway. The condominium that full of happy memories before, now seems like an abattoir. Megan, I am so sorry. It won’t happen to you if I didn’t neglect you. I look at the blood carefully. I wonder if why the direction of blood was into the telephone.

I went near to the telephone and I noticed that it was lifted. What if this is one of the reason why Megan committed suicide? I checked it and I found the last call she answered. Who is this? The number seems familiar.

O-oh no! He is --- T-this can’t be! He’s really a demon! This is the prank caller! He also calls me every Halloween and that guy uses a name similar with mine. He told to me last year that he is watching me from my window but when I look at it, I saw no one. Why do people like him do such things to innocent individuals? You will pay Rusel! I won’t forgive you!

I track his place using his phone number. Even it is already 1:00 o’clock in the morning; I won’t stop unless I had revenged for Megan and our baby. His place is far and I’m sure that it will take hours before I get there. After two hours, I reached his place. Fortunately, his neighbors are in very deep sleep. I enter his gate without hesitation. I don’t care if there is anyone who saw me, the important is that I can revenge. Luckily, the door was unlocked. As I enter his house, I saw him sleeping on the sofa. I walked to his back and intentionally throw the stone to the vase near on him. I get the knife inside my pocket. I got it earlier when I entered Megan’s bedroom. I think this was the object she used to slash her wrist because the policemen found a wound on it. He gets up but seems still sleepy. He turns his head to me and I saw his shocked face especially when he sees what I am holding.

“Are you Rusel?”

I asked.

“Yes, I am. And who are you?”

I grin.

“Who’s the last person you prank called?”

He was shocked. I smirk. So he’s guilty.

“I-Im sorry. I-It was not really my intention to say things like that to h-her. Forgive me.”

Your sorry wasn’t enough because you lost lives.

“What did you said to her?”

I asked.

“I-I said that you just played her. That she was just one of your t-toys.”

I feel indignant. This bastard will pay! He saw my mad face so he runs. Before he could run farther, I throw to him the knife and it strikes his back. I went near to him and stab his face. In fact, it is still not enough from what he done to Megan. Two lives equals to one life? He is still lucky. He is the reason why I can’t be with them for a long time. I smiled when I saw him throe. I am sorry but I am not contented.

“See you in hell.”

I whispered and stabbed his chest.

“F-forgive m-me.”

He said in low voice but I clearly heard it. Forgive me too because I cannot forgive you. As my tears fell down, I cut his head.

END OF FLASHBACK

I can’t stop myself from crying because of what my child and girlfriend experienced, if this was not happened, I think we’re happy now. We can even do our plans and dreams.

I’m still mad with this man. I kicked his head and it rolls under the table. Justice is not what Megan and my child deserve to have, but revenge is. I leave his house with a bitter smile. Don’t worry Megan, I had revenged for you and for our baby.

New Year's Piece

   New Year resolution is what anyone wants to change before the year ends. As an individual who wants some changes in myself, my New Year resolution is more on self-improvement. I want to become more sociable to gain more good friends and to enjoy life. I don’t want the old me that was self-centered and just focus myself on what I only have. I hadn’t explored myself for some things and I found it boring. So this year, I want to enjoy my life by adding people that would become part of it. I also want to become matured physically and mentally. Not that one that I make the small things bigger and it is not good at all because I may ruin anyone. As this year open, it is a new hope for me to change what I should in order to become a better being.

Christmas Piece

   Christmas is all about loving, giving and forgiving each other. It is a yearly occasion in which we celebrate the birth of our savior Jesus Christ. As a Catholic, I, together with my family celebrated the Christmas by sharing some foods and giving gifts to our neighbors and relatives. It is our way of expressing “thank you” for all the blessing we had received and we will continually receive from Him. We also had a Christmas party together with our relatives at swimming pool. I enjoyed it because we are completed and it seems that I forgot my problems that day. May God would not be tired of giving us blessings and protect us from bad things.

Reading History

1. When I was 4-5 years old, I was taught by my mother to read and pronounce the letters in flash cards.
2. When I turn 6 years old, it was my first time to read storybook. The first storybook I read was entitled “The ugly duckling”.
3. When I was 7-9 years old, I read textbook. The English textbook is my favorite.
4. When I was 10-11 years old, I am more interested in reading magazines, newspapers, and posters.
5. When I was 12-14 years old, I read books. One of my favorite books is entitled “The lady and the officer by Mary Ellis”.
6. When I was 15 years old, I read eBooks.
7. When I was 16-17 years old, I read Wattpad. My favorite author is Serialsleeper. I love reading mystery.
8. When I was 18 years old, I read a thesis in the library.
9. When I am 19 years old, I read research articles and journals.

Table of Contents

TABLE OF CONTENTS

TITLE                                                                                                PAGE NO.

Reading History                                                                                              1

Christmas Piece                                                                                               2

New Year’s Piece                                                                                            3

Epistolary                                                                                                        4

Ang Baboy/The Pig (Reflection)                                                                    5

Local Story                                                                                                      6

Spoken Poetry                                                                                                 7

Syringe (Reflection)                                                                                        8

Personal Poem (Introduction Poem – Mandatory)                                          9
“I am” Poem (Mandatory)                                                                              10

Metaphor Poem                                                                                              11

HAIKU                                                                                                           12

Eight Line Poem                                                                                             13

Rubrics

Name Maerel V. Venus           Date March 27, 2018    Per. _______

Poetry and Fiction Blog Project Rubric

Fiction Part and Poetry activities – Grades are based on the previous submission.

Assignment	Possible Points	Points Earned	Comments
Title Page ·         Contains a creative title for your Blog Account, name,	10
Creativity ·         Your poetry Blog is done neatly and it is evident that effort was put into your project	30
Outputs ·         Written with style ·         Contains at least 2 figurative language ·         Contains a creative, appropriate illustrations	30
Layout/Design ·         Color, font schemes are noted. (Based on personality) ·         Blog theme	30
TOTAL POINTS	100

Reflective Essay Rubric

                            

	Poor -1pt	Fair – 2pts	Good -3pts	Excellent -4pts	Grade Comments
Depth of reflection	Writing demonstrates lack of reflection on the selected topic, with no details	Writing demonstrates a minimal reflection on the selected topic, including a few supporting details and examples.	Writing demonstrates a general reflection on the selected topic, including some supporting details and examples.	Writing demonstrates an in-depth reflection on the selected topic, including supporting details and examples.
Required Components	Writing does not include the required components of the selected topic.	Writing includes the few components of the selected topic.	Writing includes the required components of the selected topic.	Writing surpasses the required components of the selected topic.
Quality of Information	Information has little to do with the main topic.	Information clearly relates to the main topic. No details and/or examples are given.	Information clearly relates to the main topic. It provides 1-2 supporting details and/or examples.	Information clearly relates to the main topic. It includes several supporting details and/or examples.
Structure & Organization	Writing unclear, disorganized. Thoughts make little to no sense.	Writing is unclear, and thoughts are not expressed in a logical manner.	Writing is mostly clear, concise, and organized with the use of excellent sentences/paragraph structure.  Thoughts are expressed in a logical manner.	Writing is clear, concise, and well organized with the use of excellent sentences/paragraph structure.  Thoughts are expressed in a logical manner.
Grammar	There are numerous spelling or grammar errors per page of writing reflection.	There are more than five spelling or grammar errors per page of writing reflection.	There are no more than five spelling or grammar errors per page of writing reflection.	There are no more than three spelling or grammar errors per page of writing reflection.
Total					20pts