Wednesday makes me observant

I had a chance to observe all day at school because I did not have any exam after my final examination in Literature. I went to College of Arts and Sciences (CAS) observing the students reviewing their notes forr departmental examination. The college was occupied with engineering students. I was walking at the second level of the edifice when somebody was busy studying by shouting her notes. Perhaps she did not study her lessons days before. Tsk.

I went downstairs and walked alone behind the building. I was about to take my wallet to check my available money for lunch when I caught somebody hiding behind the building writing something in a crumpled paper. Was it a kodigo?, I thought.

It was lunch time and my tummy started to shout from hunger. I went to the school’s canteen to have my lunch. Again, somebody caught my attention. She was crying and regretful that she was not able to take her examination. Tsk. Tsk.

Fast forward, after taking my lunch, I left the place silently. I went to the publication office and took a rest. I was so tired for not doing something tiring.

I need to rest. Have a good day!

Literature Departmental Examination

I had a final examination in my Literature 1 subject today and getting up early from bed is a must. However, I woke up late in the morning. Last night, I remembered myself putting my alarm clock to 4:00am. Because I went to sleep late, I got up late also. I did not notice my cell phone ringing. It was 6:07am that I got up and hurriedly went to prepare for school. It was already 6:30 am that I was able to prepare everything for myself. My examination will start after 30 minutes. Phew!


Fast forward. I hastily went to school. From my boarding house, I walked down the sloppy hill to my destination with some hand outs in my hands, reviewing my notes. I passed by the carenderia where I was always taking my meal. This time, I just paid no attention to go on eating breakfast. Tsk.


I arrived at around 6: 52am at school. I then quickly went upstairs of engineering building. Our exam room was at room 307. Because it was departmental examination, some also experienced the same as I had. I went inside the room late. My classmates were already taking their examination. Dang! There was no available chair inside. It was not common to me. I’m used to it for engineering really doesn’t have well and enough chairs for all students. This has been the same drama as before. If you came late, you have to go to another classroom trying to get a chair then carrying its heavy load with all your might.


Going back to the topic, I took a chair from other classroom and moved it in ours. Phew! As I was about to receive my test questionnaire, I was a bit tired of carrying the chair. Haha. (mag-exercise tayo tuwing umaga) Anyways, that was just the consequence of going late at school especially in examination day.


Going back to the topic again, I took the examination just in 30 minutes. Haha. It was as easy as peeling bananas. Our examination was centered on the essays, its types and elements, Veronidia (a drama) and ‘The world is an Apple’ (drama).


I love my examination. Haha. They say that getting a flat 1.0 is impossible but, as for my case, it is.

A Humiliating Article

After reading his (no need to mention the name) article degrading, for some reasons, the Philippine national language, I was hurt that I wanted to punch him off the country. He bashed my own language and treated it as a language of the street. To quote from his article posted in a known daily newspaper “ …It [Filipino] was the language of the streets: it was how you spoke to the tindera when you went to the tindahan, what you used to tell your katulong that you had an utos, and how you texted manong when you needed “sundo na.”… Filipino was a chore, like washing the dishes; it was not the language of learning. It was the language we used to speak to the people who washed our dishes”. To not love your country is tolerable but to publicly whack your own language is another story. As for his points, he wrote a municipal demeaning of points about Filipino culture (language is a part of Philippine culture). It’s further not just debasing the culture of language but humiliating all Filipinos in general.

Citing on his last sentence, he mentioned that he was thankful to his mother language- English. If he was in front of me now, out of the hot blood that runs through my veins at this point, I want to frankly ask him this question: “If English was really your mother language, how come that you were able to speak Filipino fluently? Why you were here in the Philippines if you don’t like the language here?” This person from a well-known college institution in the country, out of the allegory of his crushing points, to a large extent, simply did not know the proper and decent relaying and raising of his indecorous thoughts to everyone in public.

 Then I reflected that he is “mahigit pa sa malansang isda”. I really can’t imagine what kind of brain he has to bash Filipino language. Was he not exposed to Jose Rizal’s teaching about native language? Maybe not for he is a foreign on his own land. Shame!

To write something negative in public especially when you are degrading someone else’s property, language, culture, etc. is something that would put yourself in danger. If you are going to post something publicly make sure that it is not demeaning. This is a lesson for all not just for him.
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