literature has been part of my life since i was young. reading is my hobby than was develop through my literature subject.
pictures can be an interpretation of what we understand on the novels, poem and short stories that we read. as for our photo shoot for the hundred years of solitude, it was fun and exciting. that was my first time and it's not easy doing a pose especially if your not into it.. the pose was a kind of daring that i hesitate but i did it for art sake. after looking at my pictures as the result a feel happy since it's not everyday that we do have a photo shoot to portray the emotion that we had for the novel. and i learn a lot from it.
if you want to learned you have to take risk even if you know that you might loose on something that you value most. life is not constant that it change as the years passes by. every organism, individuals and animals are part of you that somehow you lost contact into it, but yes they are part of you.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Sunday, September 12, 2010
the receipes of love..
the stories that we have for the week was about love...
i already ask my self before what really love is. it leads me to no definite answer. some says it is like a clock, a river, a bubble gum and etc.
the girl in the story doesn't know how to fight for her love at first and that's how young people are. we are afraid what will happen if we do fight for the things that we want. we depend on what our parents will say and as much as possible we follow them even we hate it.
if we cannot find define answer of what is love at least we will know what are it's recipes. love is always accompanied by heartache, in that way you will know you're limitation,. if you really love the person and of course you will understand that love will go beyond borders and limitations.
i already accept the fact that it will come in the point of your life that you will live someone more than yourself and it is when you will know how to sacrifice your own happiness. it is crazy but even authors portray this things to their novels..
i already ask my self before what really love is. it leads me to no definite answer. some says it is like a clock, a river, a bubble gum and etc.
the girl in the story doesn't know how to fight for her love at first and that's how young people are. we are afraid what will happen if we do fight for the things that we want. we depend on what our parents will say and as much as possible we follow them even we hate it.
if we cannot find define answer of what is love at least we will know what are it's recipes. love is always accompanied by heartache, in that way you will know you're limitation,. if you really love the person and of course you will understand that love will go beyond borders and limitations.
i already accept the fact that it will come in the point of your life that you will live someone more than yourself and it is when you will know how to sacrifice your own happiness. it is crazy but even authors portray this things to their novels..
Monday, August 30, 2010
Memories Of Scare Tactics Past
The Choices we make.........
THE CHOICES WE MAKE.... I am sometimes intrigued by the choices we humans make; the choices we regret having made, more often than not. What governs our power to make any specific choice? Is it compulsion, love, mental block, 'need of the hour', an animal instinct or simply a human desire which pushes us in a direction, eventually leading to darkness, stifled cries and untold misery? Whatever the reason might be, the results are generally atrocious. How often we wish we could turn the clock back and undo what has been done? How often we twitch in grief regretting the relationships we entered into, the opportunities we missed, and so on and so forth. The list might be endless but do we ever take out a minute out of our busy schedules to ponder on this issue. How many of us really learn from our past mistakes and promise to ourselves never to take hasty or faulty decisions so as to salvage whatever we might be left with? One wrong decision can have such far reaching effects which most of us don't even comprehend while taking such a decision. It is sane to learn from one’s own mistakes but it is saner to learn from the mistakes which others make.
THE CHOICES WE MAKE.... I am sometimes intrigued by the choices we humans make; the choices we regret having made, more often than not. What governs our power to make any specific choice? Is it compulsion, love, mental block, 'need of the hour', an animal instinct or simply a human desire which pushes us in a direction, eventually leading to darkness, stifled cries and untold misery? Whatever the reason might be, the results are generally atrocious. How often we wish we could turn the clock back and undo what has been done? How often we twitch in grief regretting the relationships we entered into, the opportunities we missed, and so on and so forth. The list might be endless but do we ever take out a minute out of our busy schedules to ponder on this issue. How many of us really learn from our past mistakes and promise to ourselves never to take hasty or faulty decisions so as to salvage whatever we might be left with? One wrong decision can have such far reaching effects which most of us don't even comprehend while taking such a decision. It is sane to learn from one’s own mistakes but it is saner to learn from the mistakes which others make.
Sunday, August 29, 2010
MEMORIES OF THE PAST
It was a wonderful sharing/report shared to us by Dennisa. Something that would have touched us in the midst of our confusion about life's nature. It could be an inspiration not for a while but for a lifetime moment of my days as I've wandered towards life's perfection despite of those failures,pains and sorrows I've met along life's highways. Life as we know,is an abundant of both blessings and mysteries. Somethings would stay with us while some others would pass by as the days,nights,months,or years come and go. Life is such a wonderful blessing because we've freely owned this. The moment that we've born has started the day of our sorrows,pains,and even happiness. But despite of all circumstances,we should be thankful to ourselves because not all living things are given a chance to live on the way as we are living right now. Animals and plants are more greatly different than the life's freedom we've owned. We are greatest among the living creatures and therfore,we should bear in mind that every failure in life is part of reality and we should not be worried about it. All we have to do is to learn lesson from the past and try to make life again as a memorable experience.
The romantic voice of hers(Dennisa) and her questions of perflexities would have made me to be aware that one day in my life I've ,on the same way,encountered the feeling of loosing someone who had been important to me. It's about loosing my Grand-Father and loosing someone who has been a especial friend of mine. That was 4years ago my Grand-Father has passed away. Though there was a mixture-feeling of regreat and sadness,but after all,I've come to realize that all these things happen to us as parts of our distiny. I learned to let go those worries I've experienced before. I've known that I've something to change in my life for my "Lolo" but it was too late. I could never go back the days that I've lost. All I've done,at that time,was only to bring back the happy moments We've shared and to learn somehow an inspiration from those mistakes.
The same as before,another distruction that has come to me. After all I've lost everything important of myself. "What will be your reaction if one day you've lost your especial someone?". This question is direct and clever. It would have suddenly arouse me to ponder my memorable experience. She has been my especial friend,my knowledge,my inspiration and considered as my forever sister'but that was before. I've suddenly lost her not just because of her personality but it was because of my complex attitude. I could never go back the days We've had but I believe I could make a wonderful memory of hers in the life of others.
The romantic voice of hers(Dennisa) and her questions of perflexities would have made me to be aware that one day in my life I've ,on the same way,encountered the feeling of loosing someone who had been important to me. It's about loosing my Grand-Father and loosing someone who has been a especial friend of mine. That was 4years ago my Grand-Father has passed away. Though there was a mixture-feeling of regreat and sadness,but after all,I've come to realize that all these things happen to us as parts of our distiny. I learned to let go those worries I've experienced before. I've known that I've something to change in my life for my "Lolo" but it was too late. I could never go back the days that I've lost. All I've done,at that time,was only to bring back the happy moments We've shared and to learn somehow an inspiration from those mistakes.
The same as before,another distruction that has come to me. After all I've lost everything important of myself. "What will be your reaction if one day you've lost your especial someone?". This question is direct and clever. It would have suddenly arouse me to ponder my memorable experience. She has been my especial friend,my knowledge,my inspiration and considered as my forever sister'but that was before. I've suddenly lost her not just because of her personality but it was because of my complex attitude. I could never go back the days We've had but I believe I could make a wonderful memory of hers in the life of others.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
dramatic reading........
it was a very nice memory to experience dramatic reading in my life...
i am looking 4ward for other activities related to literature.even though i have not read yet the given story, i appreciate the novel.dramatic reading is one of the best way to shows literary appreciation.
i am looking 4ward for other activities related to literature.even though i have not read yet the given story, i appreciate the novel.dramatic reading is one of the best way to shows literary appreciation.
Monday, August 2, 2010
I constantly thank God for Esteban
Fictional, I might say, but the story of the handsomest drowned man sure has some implications to the real world. Everybody can be Esteban. An alien, a beautiful alien to a culture. A unique human being made to change other people's lives. Esteban hadn't drowned for a non sense cause, like nobody would just bump into you right in the middle of a crowded sidewalk making your books fall to the ground for nothing. Esteban's story has the universal theme, you could say a simple story of a drowned man who changed the way of life of an isolated village by the seashore. BUT Marquez's woven a magnificent story in the style of magic realism which made a great impact in the literary world.
Sunday, August 1, 2010
DOES THE STORY REFLECT TO THE HISTORY OF THE AUTHOR?
As far as I've known the concept of magic realism is to create a fantastic nature out of real life situation. This might be getting in to the very essence of natural life's story and then portraying a magical technique by omitting those important concept of real life information(social/political issues)for the safety of the writter,particularly during the time of turbulence to his/her society. Franz Kafka and the other writters,who used the technique of magical realism,therefore portrayed fantastic/methological figures(heroic figures)out of their personal life experiences. And this could have been a reason that most of their writtings reflect to the history of their countries,but it could have been a vague idea for us because these works are written symbolically for the purpose of an author's confidentiality. Thus the story of the "drowned man", is basically a portrayal of the colombian columbian history. It could be ,on the other way, a symbolism of the whole aspect of humanity as one continues in his struggle against cruelty towards life's perfection.
Looking back to the past,I've informed that the indigenous tribes of columbia were once colonized by the Spaniards. And before the time of its colonization people really experienced a little bit improvement in their lives. It was only then during the time of colonization that these people experienced improvements simply because of the new culture brought to them by the colonizers.
Taking with that simple reality, the story,therefore,has a lot of connections to the history of the author. The arrival of the drowned man in the story probably symbolizes the colonizers,who brought new culture to the indigenous society,while the fictional village reflects the community of these people and their husbands(weak)represent the old-weak culture. Over all,the story of course,does not only limit to one experience. Generally speaking,it could however be, extended beyond cultures that probably inspire us to live with a greater change like of what did happen to this fictional village.
Looking back to the past,I've informed that the indigenous tribes of columbia were once colonized by the Spaniards. And before the time of its colonization people really experienced a little bit improvement in their lives. It was only then during the time of colonization that these people experienced improvements simply because of the new culture brought to them by the colonizers.
Taking with that simple reality, the story,therefore,has a lot of connections to the history of the author. The arrival of the drowned man in the story probably symbolizes the colonizers,who brought new culture to the indigenous society,while the fictional village reflects the community of these people and their husbands(weak)represent the old-weak culture. Over all,the story of course,does not only limit to one experience. Generally speaking,it could however be, extended beyond cultures that probably inspire us to live with a greater change like of what did happen to this fictional village.
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