Reflection #10

This week has been the most difficult week ever in the semester. As the Monday started, I could see that there was something different about it compared to the other Mondays. In class, we discussed character setting and character possession. Our instructor instructed us to do homework for the next coming class about character setting and character possession. As she was explaining the process of character setting, I froze. It was like I was not listening at all. Same went with the explanation of the character process. It is not that I did not know the procedures but maybe because it has been a while and I heard the words again. On the Wednesday, we learned about Sestina. Sestina is a kind of poem. When our instructor introduced Sestina, to be honest, I almost felt. I did not get what our instructor was saying about sestina. She wanted us to write a sestina poem.None of us had done writing one. For me, I find it really difficult because it is my first time to write about sestina. I don't like the fact that I hate poems because now that sestina has come, it cost my life so much harder. Even though I did not finish writing one sestina down, my homework for the next class is to finish it. Being educated inside the classrooms is better way of solving what you don't know for your school works This one worked. Because I had a teacher who was assisting me, I a little bit understood. Going to school should be your first priority. If you want a bright future for your family, you should consider school as your first priority.

Deep in the Heart

Going home from my sister's funeral made me lost my appetite. Haven't for a week now. Father is looking for someone that might help me bring myself together. He goes to the doctor what could he do to make me eat since I don't want to go out. He brings my friends from the school and the neighbourhood but still it didn't help. Father looks so wary because of me. At fist, I didn't know how to manage and talk to him. Now that I see him doing everything he can for me, I am starting to regain again.
Early in the morning, I started to get out of bed. As I stood up, I felt down again. I stood again. I didn't want father to worry about me. I stood still and slowly walked out of the room. When I opened the kitchen door, he was cooking and it was like 5 o'clock in the morning. I didn't have my mother around to do all the cooking when I was really ill. When I show him, I shed tears. He didn't see me standing. I sneezed and he saw me. He saw me with tears and said "Darling, why are you crying? Somewhere hurts? Where? You shouldn't have get up at this hour. You need to rest." The crying voice cracked out. I told him "I don't want you to cook. I am okay now. I can cook. Hand me that." Father hugged me and we cried together. He said " I don't want to lose you that's why. You are the only one left now. I can't take the risks when you are gone." We ate and I was feeling better than before. I cooked and the do the chores in the house for us.

Character Setting

It is gloomy and the weather is kind of freezing. It is winter and the leaves are falling off the trees. The smell of the leaves flying around make me want to put them into my mouth. Cars are honking and I can't even close my eyes. Babies are crying and the mothers are telling stories. If I was a bad person, I'd called the police and report them immediately. The sound of the wind terrifies me. The roomy is not yet here. Papers, pens, and pencils are scattered around. Can't find a good place to lay down.
Being exhausted from school, I had to clean the messy room first. A dog came in front of the door and bark at it. I did not know what was he barking at. I was too busy cleaning the room. As soon as I got to the door, I heard something being smashed down. I didn't see anything but the dog. He was barking like there was something wrong in the house. Other than that, I saw a big rock under the trees. I thought maybe the rock was the reason the dog was barking. I slammed it closed and went in. Trying to look for the broom, the light broke down. Everywhere in the house was all dark. Had to look for a flash light but could not find any. As soon as I opened the door, leaving blew into the house. It was a madness. I led the door opened and start cleaning the kitchen and the living room. What a bad day.


In class, we had a homework regarding character setting. We were to choose a character setting from one of our peers in the community classroom and do one that's similar to theirs but different setting. 
This is a setting which I took from one of my friend Thierry Nguyen. Here is the linked to it: https://plus.google.com/u/0/103216080058595427694/posts/dEuX616E4sx?cfem=1

Character Possessions

Yawning; it is late at night and cannot sleep with those people knocking on that door. Mr. Millan is one the mayors in the city and I hope it is him those people are looking for since it is his door they are knocking on. The people waited and waited for the door to open. It took a while for the door to open. The people in Mr, Mayor's house were sleeping and they did not hear the people knocking. A young lady came out and opened the door. When the people saw her, they cried. It came to my mind that all the people that were staying outside the house were related. I had a bad feeling about death. Maybe there is somebody in the family who died. As I was looking, the young lady who opened the door went inside the house again. The second time she came out, Mr. Mayor was coming along too. I could see a man, maybe the eldest talking with the mayor.They talked for about half an hour and then the people left.

Early in the morning, there goes the man again. Mr. Mayor might have told him last night to come in the morning. I could see Mr. Mayor lending him money. He took the money and drove off. While Mr. Mayor was still preparing to go to work, a car stopped by. The people in the car was dropping off food and drinks for Mr. Mayor and family. Mr. Mayor thanked them and then got into his car and drove to work. I then went back to sleep.

As I was still sleeping from the distractions last night, my husband woke me up. "Hon, wake up, it is already 3 in the afternoon and you are still sleeping. Wake up and make us food. You might be weak by now. You have not eaten in the morning until this hour," he said. I woke up and went to prepare food for him. While we were eating, he told me a story about his working place. "You know us at work, we are going to the mayor's birthday and anniversary's celebration. Mayor gave $5,000 to the office for miscellaneous and those things. Isn't that great of Mr. Mayor," he said. I was not surprised of Mr. Mayor's doings to people. He is a great man of his words. 

Character Setting & Possessions: Donnie Moore

Donnie Moore is now living a healthy live. He stays at a hotel as if he owns it. He rents it. Actually, his working place is renting it for him. At the hotel, he gets access to internet, surfing, and many more. He even has a private pool just right outside his room. Donnie Moore is well-known for he is a kind hearted gentleman. At work, he gets to stop fire within no time. People recognize and salute him because despite his flaws, he has great skills and a talent. He can be depended on at any time.

Reflection #9

This week, I taught in class about different types of poems. When it comes to poems, I turn to a naive person. Again, poems are not my type. I find them difficult to read. When our instructor Ms. Elizabeth showed the different types of poems, I looked away. I knew that she was going to let us write on one of the different types. Even with all the difficulties I went through to write one, I managed to write one. Even if it might not have been perfectly written but, I am grateful that I did one. From writing the poem, I remembered back in high school when one of my teachers ask us, students, to write a poem about something. I remembered being hidden under my table just to not do the poem. I now know that being afraid of what we think might let us down for some reasons is not a good answer for us. Now that I have learned, I know that I can't always run from my weaknesses. They might be gone for awhile and then there, we see them again. It is better that we faced the most difficult task of our lives.

Unforgettable Pain

My most unforgettable pain.
Bundles of water dropping from the rain.
Had to look further again.

In my mind,
Everything was fuzzy behind
it. My grandfather died.

I wish
I was there to kiss
him. But, no chances.

I felt sorry
and worry
about my grandmother.

I was sad
but glad.
He is in peace now.

I live
to forgive
and give.

It was last
year that he passed
away.

I hope
I'd rope
to bring him up from his grave.

Reflection #8

This week has been a busy week for me. Though, something came into my mind and made me think deeper and wider about the upcoming days. What if I don't my midterms, what's going to happen to me? This thought rang in my mind. Without further a due, there was this part in the book where it encourages us to write even if you are in a difficult time. So, I did as it said. Reading from Writing Down the Bones is really a great help and I mean it by saying great help. If I were to not do my midterms, it encouraged me. This book is one of the books I enjoy reading. People tend to throw away their books whenever they are done reading. This happened to me at some points. But, I tell you that I will not be throwing this book away. I will carry it around with me. I think that if I take this with me abroad, it will be so useful for me with my writing papers. It is going to a big help for my writing. This is just what I think. What about you?

The Weather

Cloudy, windy, stormy, and freezing at outside. People, dogs, pigs, and ants are still sleeping and spending the freezing weather. Going outside is muddy, stinky, and yucky, I am sitting, looking, and observing things from inside the classroom. Trying to get a ride home, a vehicle ran over into a mud. I was all covered with mud and dirt. I was really mad for I got my bag wet. Going back to school for change. Have changed and I am feeling fresh right now. Rain stop, storm sleep, wind fade away, everything is in good shape now. I am off to bed.

Reflection #7

Recently, I have been reading Writing Down the Bones. While I was reading, I found some interesting and important details. I can only tell you one important piece. Here goes: For a good writer, you need to do and follow these three guides. They are: read a lot, listen well and deeply and write a lot. It also notes not to think too much. By doing these three things, you will be a successful writer within no time. I also found out that listening is receptivity. The deeper you listen, the better you can write. These two things interconnect each other. In the book, it show how to keep you mind set to your paper. If you have you mind wandering, bring it gently back. That way, you can have your previous mind directed to your paper. Also, from reading, I learned new words. The one that I found really new to me is SYNTAX. I never knew what syntax means. Fortunately, I now know what it means. Reading Writing Down the Bones is really a great help for us "writers."

Absent-Minded Professor

          Summer just ended and I am feeling goofy right now. I want summer to come again already. Instead, thinking of attending one of the cool professors (I though) slightly took away my summer spirits. I heard a lot of funny and impressive things about this professor I am going to taught by. Thinking of him made me want school to start already. I slept and slept over and over again for school would start fast if I woke up.
          The light of the sun broke an it sparkled down through my window. I woke up excitingly and rushed to shower. After preparation, I took my school supplies and went to school. I did not believe how crowded the school was. Pretending I was not afraid and scared, I stepped into the school's office. There, I met the professor. He did not look like the person I expected him of. Though, he looked kind of slightly a gentleman. I could not find anyone else that I could ask help from other than him. I slowly walked towards him and greet him. He looked suspicious and lost.
P: You talking to me? with a rough tone.
I: Yes sir. I am sorry to bother you but I am looking for my class, pointing to my schedule.
P:Well, I have never seen you before. You new?
I: Yes sir. I just moved here.
          Our conversations did not finish because the bell rang. Luckily, I met a neighbor and asked where the class was. I sprinted to the class. It was two buildings away from the Administration Office, where I was standing. When I entered the classroom, the professor that I was eager to join was there already. Class has started and everyone was like quiet. I looked for a seat to sit. The students were friendly that one of them invited me to sit beside her.
P: Good morning students, with a frown look.
S: Good morning Professor G.
Walking towards his desk with an expo marker in his hand to look for something to write with on the board, another professor came in.
What's up Mr. G?
P: Oh well, I am looking for my marker.
And what is that in your hand?
P: OH! My bad.
The professor laughed and went out. I smirked. Professor G then went to the board. He said we were going to study about Human Trafficking before the class started. Holding on to his marker, he did not know what to write. He stood up front for a while and then came up with a different topic.
P: We are going to learn about skip-jacks. One of the students asked what skip-jack was and he got angry.
P: What have I told you about this class? Have you not heard? He was kind of cranky and tough at the time. I was really scare but I kept myself out of the situation and sat still.
S: Sorry sir, I was just wondering but it is okay. You can proceed.
P: It is not okay Jay.
Jay was not the boy's name. Professor G could not memorize his students' names and the subjects he taught, even if took him years to teach them. Students spread rumors that he was an Absent-Minded Professor and he should not have taught in school. Better off teaching kindergarten.
          After class, on our way out, a boy form our teased Professor G. Professor G was so angry and mad that he chased the boy. The boy ran off. When Professor G was chasing him, he slipped into water on the hallway floor and got his pant all wet. Students laughed at him. When Professor G stood up, it was like he peed in his pant. Better or worse, he manged to walk all the way to the men rest room and change. Professor G was more unpredictable and uneasy than before. Nobody ever made fun of him ever again. For me, I kept quieter than before. 

Reflection #6

Creating Writing Course is one of the things I find interesting. I have learned so many new things from this course. I have so much fun in it. In class discussions, I find it exciting and fun. This week, I learned about tropes. I never knew what tropes are. Going into class discussions, I now know what tropes are and enjoy them. On going discussions are helpful in many ways for me. In class, we were able to come up with characters. In my entire life, I have never write about characters. Characters are fun to write about and play around them. I find fake character also interesting. I did not know that fake characters will turn this exciting and fun to write about. Being enrolled in this course is a lot better and fun than any other courses.

Character Sketch: Donnie Moore

         Donnie Moore is a 30 years old gentleman. He grew up in a poor family. After he graduated from University, he went back to London and work. Mr. Moore is living a healthy and wealthy live. Even with all the difficulties he faced during his childhood, he managed and overcame them. Donnie Moore is now a happy man.
          Donnie Moore is now working at a Fire Department as a fire fighter in Denver, Colorado. Despite his side illness, he still manages to behave like a normal person. Believe it or not, he is a deaf. Donnie, in his childhood, neglected and was beaten up every day. Donnie just got his hearing loss now that he is old enough. Donnie must have gotten this hearing loss from those beatings he had. People sometimes bully him for he is deaf. Gradually, Donnie gets his temper. But, he handles himself from being bullied. Donnie Moore is an excellent fire fighter. His supervisor depends on him more than the normal employees. His boss has promoted him just seeks ago and he is a superior in the department. When he says something, the workers will have to obey him. The good thing about Moore is even if he is really angry with workers, he does not fire them right away. He would go home if he is really mad and irritated with his mate. Donnie Moore is a good looking handsome young man. He usually do social networking at https://twitter.com/pamkaious when boredom strikes him.
          Donnie Moore and Magda were friends during their high school. Every single day, Magda and Donnie would walk to school. There were times that they would sleep at each other's houses. Their parents were best friends and they would allow them to sleep with each other. They did not think for a second that their sleeping together would cause them trouble. At school, they would act like they were couple. There were times that Donnie would get mad at Magda for telling stories with boys. Nobody knew about their affair other than themselves. One day, at school, Donnie and Magda planned to go on a field trip without their parents' knowledge. They went to the trip. They were gone for a week and their parents worried so much about them.
          On their trip, Donnie gave Magda a package of beans. When Magda opened the bag, beans were in it. She dropped it. Behind her back, standing a handsome young man who had been long for Magda. Magda knew that the guy wanted her. Because she was so mad at Donnie for giving her beans, she went with the handsome looking boy. When Donnie came back, he did not see her. Looking for Magda, Donnie saw her with the boy, holding on to his hands. Donnie was so mad that he went back home.
          Donnie's parents and Magda's parents asked Donnie where Magda was and he did not for a bit answer. He went straight to his room and locked it. The next day, he told his parents that they should move to another place. His parents asked him why but he did not state the reason. Donnie's parents, especially his mother knew that there was something going on during their trip. Donnie's mother then agreed on the moving because she knew that if Donnie's father knew about Donnie and Magda's affair, Donnie would have b
They moved and Donnie and Magda have not seen each other since then.