chariss ann abiera
haiku

1. Spring morning mavvel

Lovely nameless little hill

on a sea of mist

2. None is trvelling

Here a long this way, but I

This autumn evening

3. Pond, there, still and old

A frog has jump from the shore

The splash can be heard

myth(midterm exam)

the sunflower

once upon a time there was a young mortal named LEI he is a kind boy who wants to travel. For him to find new things and to fight medusa the girl who wants to own the world. Medusa has a pet an owl who serves as her messengers. The owl will fly around and report to medussa everything. One day lei goes to Zeus who is the king of all Gods. He go there to ask ahelp for him to find medusa. Since Zeus knows the true intention of lei he helped him. He gave him pegasus as his car and atlas to join and help her. before living the island he first go to the Oracle of delpi for him to saw his future and it told him that he can find medusa but there is someone who will traitor him.

Medusa was putting some water to her sunflower when an owl arrive to told her what lei is planning to do.she was angry that she told an owl not to let lei find her. on the same night while lei is resting an owl came and get atlas and bring him to medusa. medusa told atlas that she will marry him if he kill lei since medusa is an attractive girl he accepted the offer from that night atlas always destruct lei. one night an owl came to atlas told him to kill lei as soon as possible accidentally heard by lei he kill owl and bring atlas to Zeus. Zeus gave him a punishment that he would carry the world all his life. then lei leave him and go to oracle of delpi and told him that medusas power is coming from something who has life. Then lei start to travel and finally find medusa they fight and fight up to the corner where lei find the sunflower then he remember what an oracle told him”medusas power is coming from something who has life.” he then destroy the sunflower and medusa die.from then Zeus remove the power of sunflower so that no one will use the power of it again.

a theater experience

I experienced watched in a theater for more than 3 times and i have almost the same experience. Watching in a theater is very much different than watching movie in a big screen. cause in theater there is no cut we can easily notice when there is something wrong i the character. i remember when i watched cory ng edsa theres a seen where there are group of students fighting accidentally the one character was hit by a jar on his head the characters pretend that its apart of the story but you can see it on their face that its not the one who was hit by the jar hurry go on the back stage then the next character for the next seen came out dancing and simply move those pieces of broken jar  down the stage.

how does the point of view affect the story?

The point of view affects how the reader sees the story. If it came from the point of view of a different character in the book, the story would be completely different, because everyone has differing opinions on everything.

authobiography

I am chariss ann abiera 18 years old. I live at 22 M. De los reyes st GTDL Valenzuela city. I am the eldest child of Joenel and Aurora Abiera. I have one sister who is next to me and one brother. My father is an OFW and my mother is a plain housewife. I am now in 3rd year college taking up bachelor of science in business administration major in accounting at saint louis college of Valenzuela.

my favorite cartoon character is hellokitty actually i really dont know why maybe because of its color pink i love pink or maybe because its a cat or maybe i just really adopt it from my childhood because when i was a baby my parents always bought things with apicture of helokitty my trobe my pillow case even my bottle.

my favorite cartoon character is hellokitty actually i really dont know why maybe because of its color pink i love pink or maybe because its a cat or maybe i just really adopt it from my childhood because when i was a baby my parents always bought things with apicture of helokitty my trobe my pillow case even my bottle.

The story I should read before I die

                  Somewhere in Milaor, Camarines Sur, there lived fourth grader boys who follow this route to school everyday; He has 10 cross the rugged plains & Cross the dangerous high way. Where vehicles are recklessly driving to & from

                   Once past this highway, the boy would take a shortcut, passing by the church every morning just to say “Hi” to GOD, and faithfully say this “MAGANDANG UMAGA PO” in Bicol dialect. He was faithfully being watched by a priest who was happy to find innocence so uplifting in the morning.

                        Kamusta Andoy?  Papasok ka Na? “Opo padre”. He could flash his innocent grin, the priest would be touched. He was so concerned that one day he talked to Andoy from school. He “advised do not cross the highway you can pass through the church & I accompany you to the other side of the road. That way I can see that you are home safe”. “Thank you father” “why do you go home why do you stay in the church right after your school?”

                        I just want to say “hi” to my friend GOD & the priest would leave the boy to spend time besides the altar the priest hiding to listen to what’s this boy has to say to his heavenly FATHER.

                        “You know my math exam was pretty bad today. But I did not cheat although my seatmate is bullying me for notes. I ate one cracker & I drank my water. Itay had a bad season & all I can eat is this cracker. Thank you for this! I saw a poor little kitten that was so hungry & I know how he feeds so I gave my last cracker to him funny but I am not that hungry.

                        Look this is my last pairs of slippers. I may not have to work barefoot next week, you see this is about to be broken but its ok at least I am still going to school. Some say we will have a hard season this month, some of my classmate have already stopped going to school please help me GOD.

                        Oh! You know inay hit me again. It is painful, but I know this pain will pass away atleast I have a mother. GOD you want to see my bruises? I know I can heal them here, here … here OH! Blood. I guess you know about this one huh? Please don’t be mad to inay she is just tired & she worries for the food in our table & for my schooling that is why she hit me.

                        Oh! I think I’m in love. There’s a pretty girl in my class her name is Anita. Do you think she will like me? Anyway I know you will always like me. I don’t have to be anybody just to please you. You are my best friend Hey! Your birthday is days from now! Aren’t you excited? I am! Wait till you see me I have gift for you. But it is surprise! I hope you like it! Oooops I have to go he stood up & calls out “padre! Padre! I am finished talking to my friend you can accompany now to the other side of the road “

                        This routine happens everyday, Andoy never fails. Father Agaton share this every Sunday to the people in his church because he has not seen very pure faith & trust in GOD. A very positive look in negative situations.

                        One Christmas day, father Agaton was so sick so he was sent to the hospital. The church was left to 4 manang who would chant the rosary in 1000 miles per hour, would not smile & would always find faulton what you do, they were kneeling, saying their kilometric rosary when Andoy coming from his Christmas party playfully dashed in “hello GOD“ I ..(P…) a curse Bata ka!!!! Alam mong Nag dadasal Alis! Poor Andoy was terrified. Where’s father Agaton? He was supposed to help me across the street & to be able to cross the street I will have to pass by the back door of the church. Not only that I have to greet Jesus it is his birthday. I have a gift right here.

                         Just as he was about to get the gift out of his t-shirt, the manang pulled his shirt & threw him out of the church “sus maryosep!”(Does the sign of the cross) Ali’s kang Bata ka! Kung di ay tatamaan ka!

                        So the boy had no choice but to cross the dangerous side of the road in front of the church. He cross a fast moving Bus come in there was a blind curved. The boy was protecting his gift inside his shirt so he was not looking. There was little time Andoy was died on the spot. A lot of people crowded the poor boy the body of lifeless young boy

                         Suddenly out of now where a tall man in a pure white shirt & pants a face was so mild & gentle but with eyes full of tears. He comes & carried the boy on his arm curious by standers nudged the man in white & asked.

                        Excuse me sir are you related to this child? Do you know this child? .The man in white, his face mourning & in agony. Looked up & answered “he was my best friend” was all he said he looked the badly wrapped gift in the bloody chest of the lifeless boy & place it near his heart he stood up and carry the boy away & they both disappeared in sight.

                        The crowd was curious on Christmas Eve. Father heard of the shocking news. He visited the house & wanted to verify about the man in white. He consulted the parent of Andoy “how did you know that your son is died? A man in white brought him here sobbed the mother. What did he say? The father answered “he did not say anything, he was mourning. We do not know him yet he was very lonely about our son’s death. As if he knew our son very well, but there was something peaceful & unexplainable about him. He gave my son & then he smiled peacefully. He brushed my son’s hair from his face & kisses him on his forehead then he whispered something.

                        “What did he say?” he said to my boy the father began thank you for the gift I will see you soon you will be with me. And the father of the boy & you know for a while it felt so wonderful. I cried but I do not know why all I know I cried tears of joy I could not explain it father, but when that man left, something peaceful came over me, I felt the deep sense of love inside. I could not explain the joy in my heart. I knew my boy is in heaven now but, tell me father who is this man? That my son talks to everyday in your church. You should know because you were always there, except the time of his death. Father Agaton suddenly felt the tears welling in his eyes with trembling knees he murmured “He was not talking to no one but GOD”

Thought of you poem

Loving you is all that mean to me

Be happy is all I want you to be

I hope you find a love you want in me

Wish it’s you my husband to be

I hope you share a lifetime with me

I love you, you’re everything to me..

haiku(own)

it is summerday

the children are out to play

its like their birthday

THE BEST THING IN THE WORLD

  WHAT’S the best thing in the world ? 
    June-rose, by May-dew impearled; 
    Sweet south-wind, that means no rain; 
    Truth, not cruel to a friend; 
    Pleasure, not in haste to end; 
    Beauty, not self-decked and curled 
    Till its pride is over-plain; 
    Light, that never makes you wink; 
    Memory, that gives no pain; 
    Love, when, so, you’re loved again. 
    What’s the best thing in the world ? 
    — Something out of it, I think.