17 March 2008
More Personification Poems
by Emma Luisa Pesebre, I-Venus
The worry that sits beside you
Speaks as fast as the sea
You were watching while
the sky is weeping
And a leaf burns to cry
It's hard to forget those worries
But tears are easy to weep
To let the people know
the emotion that speaks.
Happiness
by Lovely Mae Laborte, I-Mars
The beauty in happiness is that it never weeps
Though trouble keeps on groaning
Though dreams burn from giving up
Though beauty disappears because of age.
Why?
Because happiness knows
That she can always just dance with trouble
For it to slowly depart
that she can always bring dreams back
If dreams dance with her in regaining
confidence, perseverance and determination
For happiness surely does a lot of dancing
And she also knows that though one's beauty can wither...
The inner beauty can never fade.
04 March 2008
Personification Exercise
I-Mars and I-Venus students came up with these short poems. They were given specific nouns and verbs which they randomly paired, allowing them to use personification as a literary device. These poems were written in less than thirty minutes.
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by Juvy Grace Garay, I-Venus
Ask the wind to swing with your life
The blanket of hope drinks all your tears
For you to see the wonderful world around.
Ask the beauty of the world to read your mournful story
And soon to wipe all your problems
Ask the moon to burn all the sorrowful pasts
For you to live in a world where
a beautiful life goes around.
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by Denvic Lensoco, I-Venus
One morning, the wind strongly weaves
As the train waits before it leaves
And as I wait outside I see
That all of the people are very busy
As I ride on the train, all are still busy
But they are still smiling at me
As I sit on the chair, I see from the window
The dusk that scatters from the meadow
As the train leaves and passes the shore
I see the waves swinging more
I feel that the time is so fast
Because I see that I’m on my way home at last.
Nature at Work
by Li-Anne Serrano, I-Venus
The tree folded his branches to pray,
And beside the rock, there he lay.
The stone yelled for he was hurt,
Then he complained to little Bert.
The sky swung his cloudy arms to signal,
To do a favor from his pal.
Dawn thinks it’s already time,
To brighten the day, what beautiful sunrise!
I Just Wrote This
by Marie Patricia Clemente, I-Mars
Happiness waits
As worry scatters
In every road of life
we pass by.
Dusk draws into the sky
Using the birds as its brush.
The windows hug the sceneries
That the curtain sees.
Happiness Builds on Me
by Ma. Jessica Joy Mantes, I-Mars
The leaf swims happily in the ocean,
The stone sleeps soundly on the shore.
As the nigh falls,
The morning sleeps.
As the sun rises,
Happiness builds on me.
My Teacher
by Jepee Jerome Celorico, I-Mars
The wind teaches you
As your anger waits.
The dusk weeps
And let your worries drown.
You just remember:
The wind teaches you
And let your worries drown.
18 February 2008
Mahabharata Video Clips
Part 1
Part2
Part 3
Part 4
09 February 2008
Indian Literature
Mahabharata
Ramayana
22 January 2008
A Tribute to Mothers (from1-Mars)

Jan Joseff B. Genduso
My Mother is like a butterfly
flutter,
flutter,
flutter,
Through the azure sky.
She wakes me up every morning
Prepares my food everyday
She combs my hair at night
And wipes my tears when I cry
She always makes me feel that she loves me
Though sometimes I am bad
She would always remind me to be good
But I just can’t follow her advice
She is my medicine when I’m sick
She is my blanket when it’s cold
She is my shade when it’s hot
And my light when it’s dark
Dear God I thank you for giving me
The best mom of all.
My Mother's Hands
Ma. Sushmita L. De Leon
How soft and gentle
My mother’s hands are
They put me at ease
When I am about to cry
Sometimes I am afraid
And filled up with fears
I don’t know what to do
So my eyes are ready for tears
But I know I shouldn’t fear
I have to be brave, you see
I know that she will come
Her hands will comfort me.
29 December 2007
Sea Paradise (An exercise on description)
Swimming completes my summer and summer completes my year for it is my second most favorite part next to Christmas.
Summer for me means going to the sea.
Seas are special to me. Every time I visit one, that visit becomes very memorable to me. I love the seas because I love swimming, the thrilling things you can see under the water such as tiny fishes and starfish, the salty smell of the air, the sound of gushing waves tickling your ears and the soft, summer breeze that comforts your feelings. Most especially, I love the sea because I always get the chance to collect some unique stones or shells along the shore. Sometimes I also get to bring home a small glass of white sand. I love collections.
Relaxation is best done by the sea, a perfect runaway place from work or problems. When dawn comes, sunrise is a really pretty sight to watch particularly with its yellow orange effect on the sea and the sand. At dawn, you can also feel the cold summer breeze that soothes your skin.
If you want to feel like a child again, you have to try making sand castles or even sand angels. You can run along the seashore as fast and as long as you like because no one would care to stop you. You also have to try listening to the shells’ melody of the waves trapped in it. And as you leave the shore don’t forget to leave footprints on the sand.
I love going to the sea. Going to the sea is a really fun experience for it is a great place. I just wish that people now would take extra care of it because it would really be a waste if these waters will be polluted. Lots of marine animals would die. That would make me really sad. Let us keep the seas clean because it is our paradise.
Ma Le Petit Paradis
Gushing waves along the shore
Whispers of sound trapped in shells
A sound I’ve heard before
A story inside it, it tells
Near the shore, the sun sets
It’s dusk, time to rest
Great beauty shown is what one gets
Now, the sun’s gone to the west
My Little Paradise, My Little Paradise
You’re always dear to me
For I give you the love no one can suffice
Only to you…My sea.
Our House (An exercise on description)
The place that I remember most often is our old house in Guinobatan. It is a bit small compared to other houses, but my family is contented with it. It is a bungalow-type house. We put things that we don’t frequently use in its dark attic which serves us as a storage room.
My favorite part of our house is the flight of stairs which leads to the attic and the cold attic itself. It is where I cry when something bad troubles me. I also made myself an improvised tiny room made of big and heavy boxes in that attic. It holds too many memories. It’s where my father did his first and last (for now) disciplinary action to me. It is also where my playmates and I played (even though that place is forbidden for non-family members). I love that place.
But when typhoon Milenyo struck our place, our house (which is near a wide river) was flooded. We had no choice but to stay in the attic. I felt cozy there but then another super typhoon passed. We were supposed to stay in the attic but then the flood got higher so fast. I felt so lonely when I saw only the pointed part of our roof; our house was surrounded by the fast current of water, darkened by many debris.
Our house was destroyed; still I keep the memories in it in my heart.
A Memorable Place (An exercise on description)

20 December 2007
God Bless Ye, Merry Christmas!
Callandra's First and Greatest Christmas
Cast: Calla-Herrje Soreda, Doña Carmela-Paula Ann Kaye Dairo, Amanda-Emma Louisa Pesebre, Beatriz-Mikee HannahSol Mapa, Sr. Suarez-Luigi Banua, Mr. Christophers-Austin Rey Mirabete, Dr. De Vera-Francis Jao Diaz, Propsman-Harold Kenneth Quong and the Narrator-Ashley Granadillos
A Christmas Carol
Cast: Ebenezer Scrooge-Benedict Serrano, Bob Cratchit-Adrian Napay, Fred-Daniel Flores, Tiny Tim/Little boy/Fred's child/Man-Jepee Celorico, Mrs. Cratchit/Spirit of Christmas Past/Fred's child-Kyra Ballon, Alice-Glarie Anne Flores, Anna/Fred's child-Frances Docot, Spirit of Christmas Future/Christmas Present/Fred's Wife-Mary Nyl Tiu Serra, and the Narrator-Victoria Denise Monte
A Cancerous Christmas
Cast: Mr. Laviore-Yul Anjelo Bello, Mrs. Laviore-Vimarie Mandane, Poinsettia-Lovely Mae Laborte, Mistletoe-Sushmita De Leon, Chrysanthemum-Zharina Padilla, Maria-Larra Mae Boholano, Propsmen-Keith Montas&Roman Toledana,
and the Narrator/Dr. Cruz-Jan Joseff Genduso