Monday, April 26, 2010

New Year in Japan



お正月のホームステイ

お正月のホームステイは素敵な思い出と思います。ホーストファミリ、竹中さんの家にニ泊しました。色々な初めての経験をしました。タイの友だちジッアプさんと一緒に行きました。私たちはお母さんが信念の準備をするのを手伝いました。 黒豆、田作り、なます、鯛、などのたくさんのお正月料理がありました。赤くて、きれいなお皿に飾りました。お母さんは料理が上手ので、とふ料理を好きになりました。すき焼きも初めて食べて、日本の料理の中で一番大好きになりました。晩御飯を食べたあとお母さんが布団を敷くのを手伝いました。

竹中さんの家の隣にお寺があります。11時半頃、お寺に鐘を突きに行きました。回りの人々が集まっていました。とても寒かったので大かがり火の回りに皆。ひとりひとりお祈りをして、鐘をつきました。12時になって、2006年になりました。 みんな「明けましておめでとうございます」と挨拶しました。 おじいさんは孫にお年玉をあげました。おせち料理を食べたあと日本お酒を飲みました。次の日に日本伝統的なゲムかるたと言うゲムを楽しくしました。あのゲムは勉強になりました。古くてきれいな言葉と諺がかるたに書いてあります。して、色々な話をお父さんとお母さんに聞きました。その上、竹中さんの一番した息子ともきと言う名前は私たちにいたずらしました。ともきはかわいいし、いたずらしたいので「いたずらチローチュ」の物語と私の弟を思い出しました。

18年お正月はたのしかったです。竹中さん、本当にありがとうございました。

シンテイアパグンタランセノル

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Run Melos


Run, Melos

Author: Osamu Dazai

One of the Japanese literature I included in my study 'Literature Circle for Philippine High School Students'

A story that tells not to be a second late...

Recommended Extension Project: Verse Choir 

Summary: Melos left his village to go to the city of Sycaruse to purchase a wedding dress for his sister and some food and drinks for the wedding feast. After the purchase, he went to visit his friend Selinuntius who lived in Sycaruse working as a stonemason. On his way, he felt something odd and learned that the King of Sycaruse, Dionysus, was putting people to death on the grounds that people can’t be trusted and are full of evil intent. Enraged, Melos resolved to do whatever he must to rid the land of that ruthless king. On his way to the castle, he was arrested and sentenced to death. Melos was desperate, but most of all he wanted to be present at his sister's ceremony, so he asked the king three more days to go back to his village for the wedding and then promised to be back to Sycaruse to accept the death penalty. The king did not trust him, but, trying to demonstrate that nobody could trust him, asked him to find a volunteer substitute in case he'd escaped. The sculptor friend, Selinuntius, accepted to be Melos' substitute. If Melos couldn’t return on the appointed time, if he will be late, his friend will be executed. Running against time, Melos returned and fulfilled his promise. The tyrant king’s heart was subdued and he again believed that trust between men is not just an empty illusion.

Extension Project: Verse Choir. Below is an example.

Run, Melos, Run!

Solo 1: I run to meet my own death.

Solo 2: Run, Melos, run!

Solo 3: I run to save my friend.

Solo 4: Run, Melos, run!

Solo 5: I run to deal a blow to the wicked heart of a king.

Solo 6: Run, Melos, run!

Solo 7: I have no choice but to run!

Solo 8: Run, Melos, run!

Solo 9: Youth, honor is thine to preserve.

Chorus: Run, run, run!

The Restaurant of Many Orders


The Restaurant of Many Orders

Author: Kenji Miyazawa

One of the Japanese literature I included in my study 'Literature Circle for Philippine High School students'

Recommended Extension Project: Diorama

Summary:

Two young gentlemen went really very deep in the forest that the professional hunter who had come as their guide went astray and wandered off somewhere. Frustrated that there was not a beast or a bird in sight, they decided to go home. But they no longer had the faintest idea of the way back. Looking for their way, they became hungry. Then they happen to see a fine brick building with the sign:Restaurant Wildcat House. Relieved that there was a restaurant in such a remote place they hurriedly opened the door only to find another door with the sign “We hope that you appreciate that this is a restaurant of many orders.” Thinking that the restaurant offers many menus, the two went on finding five more doors with instructions written in front and back. The two gladly followed all instructions like remove your hats etc; leave your guns; spread cream all over your face; shake some perfume (which smells like vinegar) on your head. Only at the sixth door with the sign : rub salt all over your body that the two realized that “lots of order” means that someone or something was giving them orders. True enough, behind the seventh door, two blue eyeballs were ogling them through the keyhole waiting for them to get inside. Frightened, one of the gentlemen pushed at the door behind him but it refused to budge. Then, they heard voices from behind the seventh door urging them to come – that the boss is ready to eat them. The two gentlemen couldn’t do anything but wept and wept. Suddenly, two dogs like white bears came bursting into the room where the two gentlemen were. With a great “woof” the dogs threw themselves at the next door. From the pitch darkness beyond came a great miaowing and spitting and growling, then a rustling sound. The room vanished in a puff of smoke, and the two young men found themselves standing in the grass, shivering and shaking in the cold. Behind them someone called them. The professional hunter came to look for them. The two gentlemen went back to the capital but their frightened faces would never go back to normal again.

Thursday, April 1, 2010

A Cell Phone and an Umbrella



A true story

If you haven’t heard of an act of honesty lately, then you better hear this. While staying in Japan as a foreign student last 2004-2006, a number of experiences left me with the impression that Japanese people would leave seemingly lost items where it is – untouched. Well, the owner might come back and get it. Like I did when I left a paper bag of souvenir items in a pizza parlor, like my Thai friend who forgot her parcel in a bank, and maybe like that owner who left his or her mobile phone in a bank-teller-machine ( I saw the cp, but I left it - untouched!)

But of all the experiences, this one tops it all. One rainy day, on our way to the university, near a dormitory where all residents were Japanese, my friends and I saw on the side walk a cell phone with an umbrella carefully placed over it, apparently to protect it from the pelting rain. Puzzled, we all bent down and peered at the phone. My Spanish and my Yemeni friends suggested to get the phone, find out who the owner is, inform her or him that his or her cp is on the street. Or just turn it over to the office, I piped in.

However, my Thai friend said, “No, don’t get it. You know how Japanese people are, they don’t touch anything not their own. You see maybe somebody dropped his or her cp then a Japanese passed by, saw it and since it was raining, put an umbrella over it. So, just leave it there.”

We bought her story. The next day, the cp and the umbrella were still there. On the third day, the umbrella was neatly folded and hung on the sidewalk railings but the cp was no longer there.

I believe the cellphone owner came back and took only his or her cp - and left the umbrella.



Commencement Address

Commencement Address

The speech I delivered during the Recognition and Graduation Program of Cadagmayan Norte Elementary School, Sta. Barbara Iloilo, Philippines last March 29, 2010.

(Miss Maria Nora Sison, Principal-In-Charge of the District, Mrs. Jeanet Adorable, Principal I of Tagsing-Buyo Elem. School, Miss Wilna Girao, Officer-In-Charge, Cadagmayan Norte Elem. School, Mrs. Amparo Samontan, PTA President of this school, Hon. Casiano Saludares, Punong Barangay of Cadagmayan Norte, teachers and staff, PTA officers, Brgy. Officials, parents, guests and of course to the reason why we are gathered here today– the outstanding pupils and graduating pupils – Good Morning!)

Looking back in my elementary years, what I consider now as the most meaningful question asked of me was – What do you want to be when you grow up? This question was asked by my grade 1 teacher and now my mother-in-law who is with me today, the doting lola of my 2 year old – Mrs. Angeles Sucaldito Superficial.

I would like to ask the same question to our graduating pupils. I wish to ask each one. What do you want to be when you grow up?

This may seem a tedious task you may say and you may wonder – why I asked each of the graduating pupils. It is because – I believe that the question is very powerful. It seems even prophetic.

I was asked the same question sometime in 1980, that was the year I was in grade one – I was six years old turning 7 by November. I could very well remember that our teacher made each one of us stand and answer the question. When it was my turn to speak – without a doubt in my heart – I answered – I want to be a teacher. My greatest influence was my mother, Mrs. Teresita Sinoro Paguntalan, now retired and was before assigned in Lamagusa Elem. School. My mother would often bring me and my elder sister with her to school especially during the times that we didn't have yaya. The three of us would walk from home, from town plaza to Brgy. Lacadon. The most exciting part of the travel was – crossing the river to reach Lamagusa Elem. School. So, I kind of grew up in school and sometimes my sister and I would play teacher and pupil, and so we both ended up as teachers. But now my sister has changed her career path, majoring in psychology she now works as a staff in a drug and alcohol dependents rehabilitation center in Pototan.

My desire to be an educator was also inspired by my grade one teacher. It happened on the day when she picked me to represent our section to a spelling contest. I belonged to section two, and I was surprised that among her students – she picked me. She believed in me – but that time I failed her. I missed to spell – butterfly. I spelled it with only one T and I was eliminated. But like a butterfly that undergoes metamorphosis, that spelling bee changed me – my confidence grew and I was inspired to be a teacher to teach kids that butterfly is spelled with a double T.

I again witnessed the power of the question “What do you want to be when you grow up” when I went to Japan in 2004. I visited Shimotojo Elementary School in Hyogo. This is shall I say, a remote place in Japan, being very far from the train station. I was surprised to know that their grade six pupils not only knew what they want, but they were already training for what they will want to be in the future. Those who would like to be dressmakers were sewing kimonos and dresses for dolls and they were selling these dolls in the local souvenir shop, those who would like to be historians were writing a book about the history of their own town, those who would like to be farmers were researching on how to grow the biggest squash (karbasa), those who would like to be environmentalists were making posters and campaigns on how to save the earth, those who wanted to be car engineers were designing a tire for Toyota company and when I say designing they really spend time on weekends at the nearest Toyota plant as apprentices. They call this hands-on training. They have this one subject in their curriculum where the pupils are exposed to and trained for the profession they would like to be in the future.

My dear graduating pupils, like these children in Japan, you already know what you want to be when you grow up. Your answer to this is very important. This is your dream – your goal.

However, young as you are, your answer may still change. Do not be afraid to do so. When I reached fourth year high school, I wished to be a journalist. I was editor-in-chief of the school paper then (thanks to Atty. Fevi Fanco!), so, I was inspired to write for newspapers or report in radios or tv. After graduation in high school, my father suggested that I try to take the nursing entrance exam but I couldn’t because I was short of height. Back then, there was a height requirement.

My dear graduating pupils, there may come a time that you will doubt what you want to be or the course that you want is too expensive – indi masarangan ni nanay kag tatay.

I have an answer to that – you will soon be high school students. There is one advice which I have proven to be very, very powerful – more powerful than any cartoon, anime character or computer game hero that you know. By the way who is your superhero?

But trust me, my advice is more powerful – STUDY VERY WELL. READ A LOT OF BOOKS. Getting good grades in high school will open doors of opportunities for you – good schools and scholarships.

In my family, most of us were able to graduate partly because of scholarship. One example is my younger brother who is now a civil engineer. He was able to finish a course prior to his engineering degree because of a DOST scholarship.

Indeed, education will change your life. In the front page of your program it is written: Education Changing Lives (Edukasyon ang solusyon.)

So, my dear graduating pupils, in your high school years, study very well,

Let me end this message with a line taken from your graduation song.

“Like a shooting star, I will go the distance, I will search the world.”

Yes, dear graduating pupils, make your dreams come true – be what you want to be when you grow up – and explore the world!