Baldo and his father are discussing Baldo's brother Leon bringing home a woman named Maria. Baldo describes Maria as very beautiful and not afraid of their carabao Labang. The father seems curious but not angry about Maria. Earlier, Maria had gracefully stepped down from the carriage and was introduced to Baldo and Labang. She was tall and lovely, and unafraid to touch Labang despite his large horns. Leon paid the carriage driver double the usual fare. Now Baldo, Leon and Maria are traveling home on a cart pulled by Labang, with Maria sitting happily between Baldo and Leon.
This is my lesson plan #1 during my internship at Andres Bonifacio College in the course subject of Creative Nonfiction. I hope this will help you in making your own lesson plan, future teachers!
This is my lesson plan #1 during my internship at Andres Bonifacio College in the course subject of Creative Nonfiction. I hope this will help you in making your own lesson plan, future teachers!
25 poems by Li-Young Lee1. THE WEIGHT OF SWEETNESS2. Early i.docxtamicawaysmith
25 poems by Li-Young Lee
1. THE WEIGHT OF SWEETNESS
2. Early in the Morning
3. Eating Alone
4. The Gift
5. A Story
6. The Hammock
7. Mnemonic
8. From Blossoms
9. Pillow
10. Mnemonic
11. The Hour and What Is Dead
12. Night Mirror
13. Little Father
14. ONE HEART
15. Station
16. Black Petal
17. From Blossoms
18. A Hymn to Childhood
19. Falling: The Code
20. Nocturne
21. Eating Together
22. I Ask My Mother to Sing
23. This Hour and What Is Dead
24. Immigrant Blues
25. Arise, Go Down
1. THE WEIGHT OF SWEETNESS
No easy thing to bear, the weight of sweetness.
Song, wisdom, sadness. Joy: sweetness
equals three of any of these gravities.
See a peach bend
the branch and strain the stem until
it snaps.
Hold the peach, try the weight, sweetness
and death so round and snug
in your palm.
And, so, there is
The weight of memory:
Windblown, a rain-soaked
bough shakes, showering
the man and the boy.
They shiver in delight,
and the father lifts from his son’s cheek
one green leaf
fallen like a kiss.
The good boy hugs a bag of peaches
his father has entrusted
to him.
Now he follows
his father, who carries a bagful in each arm.
See the look on the boy’s face
as his father moves
faster and farther ahead, while his own steps
flag, and his arms grow weak, as he labors
under the weight
of peaches.
2. Early in the Morning
While the long grain is softening
in the water, gurgling
over a low stove flame, before
the salted Winter Vegetable is sliced
for breakfast, before the birds,
my mother glides an ivory comb
through her hair, heavy
and black as calligrapher’s ink.
She sits at the foot of the bed.
My father watches, listens for
the music of comb
against hair.
My mother combs,
pulls her hair back
tight, rolls it
around two fingers, pins it
in a bun to the back of her head.
For half a hundred years she has done this.
My father likes to see it like this.
He says it is kempt.
But I know
it is because of the way
my mother’s hair falls
when he pulls the pins out.
Easily, like the curtains
when they untie them in the evening.
18. Falling: The Code
1.
Through the night
the apples
outside my window
one by one let go
their branches and
drop to the lawn.
I can’t see, but hear
the stem-snap, the plummet
through leaves, then
the final thump against the ground.
Sometimes two
at once, or one
right after another.
During long moments of silence
I wait
and wonder about the bruised bodies,
the terror of diving through air, and
think I’ll go tomorrow
to find the newly fallen, but they
all look alike lying there
dewsoaked, disappearing before me.
2.
I lie beneath my window listening
to the sound of apples dropping in
the yard, a syncopated code I long to know,
which continues even as I sleep, and dream I know
the meaning of what I hear, each dull
thud of unseen apple-
body, the earth
falling to earth
once and forever, over
and over.
3. Eating Alone
I've pulled the last of the year's young onions.
The garden is bare now. The ...
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Show, Don't Tell: Tips and Examples of The Golden Rule
Drawing the readers in with action
4 Practical 'Show, Don’t Tell' Tips
'Show, Don’t Tell' Examples
"Telling" is sometimes a better option
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Show, Don't Tell: Tips and Examples of The Golden Rule
Show, don’t tell is a writing technique in which story and characters are related through sensory details and actions rather than exposition. It fosters a more immersive writing style for the reader, allowing them to “be in the room” with the characters.
In his oft-repeated quoted, Anton Chekhov said, “Don’t tell me the moon is shining. Show me the glint of light on broken glass."
In short: showing illustrates, while telling merely states. Here’s a quick example:
Showing: As his mother switched off the light and left the room, Michael tensed. He huddled under the covers, gripped the sheets, and held his breath as the wind brushed past the curtain.
Telling: Michael was terribly afraid of the dark.
In the “showing” example, rather than merely saying that Michael is afraid of the dark, we’ve put him in a situation where his experience of that fear takes center stage. The reader can deduce the same information they’d get from the “telling” example but in a much more compelling way.
In this post, we'll show you why Show Don't Tell is the most popular "rule" in creative writing and show you how you can add some "showing" skills to your toolkit.
Showing also helps develop characters in a way that isn't just listing their traits. For instance, rather than telling your readers that “Gina was selfish and immature,” you could show this side of her by writing a scene where she whines about how everyone forgot her half-birthday. Or if you have a character who’s extremely determined, show her actually persisting through something — don’t just say “she was persistent.”
When done right, showing draws readers into the narrative with truly immersive description. It contributes to story development but also leaves certain things up to the reader’s interpretation, which is much more interesting than making everything explicit. (Though of course, you can still use language to alter their perception).
The bottom line: telling might be quicker, and it’s certainly necessary to have some telling in every story (more on that later), but showing should almost always be your prime strategy.
The requirements for this essay are1. 500-600 words; 5-paragr.docxteresehearn
The requirements for this essay are:
1. 500-600 words; 5-paragraph structure (can have more than five).
2. Your idea about the story itself—the value of the story (at least a paragraph)
3. How it applies to life in general (at least a paragraph)
4. How it applies to you. Write about an item that is important to you, one that has been passed down to you or one that you hope will be or an item that you have that you will plan to pass down to someone (at least a paragraph). .
5. Be sure to supply
a. A parenthetical reference
b. A Works Cited
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In real life I am a large, big.boned woman with rough, man.working hands. In the winter I wear flannel nightgowns to bed and overalls dur.ing the day. I can kill and clean a hog as mercilessly as a man. My fat keeps me hot in zero weather. I can work outside all day, breaking ice to get water for washing; I can eat pork liver cooked over the open fire minutes after it comes steaming from the hog. One winter I knocked a bull calf straight in the brain between the eyes with a sledge hammer and had the meat hung up to chill before nightfall. But of course all this does not show on television. I a ...
June 3, 2024 Anti-Semitism Letter Sent to MIT President Kornbluth and MIT Cor...Levi Shapiro
Letter from the Congress of the United States regarding Anti-Semitism sent June 3rd to MIT President Sally Kornbluth, MIT Corp Chair, Mark Gorenberg
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The US House of Representatives is deeply concerned by ongoing and pervasive acts of antisemitic
harassment and intimidation at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT). Failing to act decisively to ensure a safe learning environment for all students would be a grave dereliction of your responsibilities as President of MIT and Chair of the MIT Corporation.
This Congress will not stand idly by and allow an environment hostile to Jewish students to persist. The House believes that your institution is in violation of Title VI of the Civil Rights Act, and the inability or
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• The Committee on Education and the Workforce has been investigating your institution since December 7, 2023. The Committee has broad jurisdiction over postsecondary education, including its compliance with Title VI of the Civil Rights Act, campus safety concerns over disruptions to the learning environment, and the awarding of federal student aid under the Higher Education Act.
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Under Augustus, the empire experienced the Pax Romana, a 200-year period of relative peace and stability. Augustus reformed the military, established efficient administrative systems, and initiated grand construction projects. The empire's borders expanded, encompassing territories from Britain to Egypt and from Spain to the Euphrates. Roman legions, renowned for their discipline and engineering prowess, secured and maintained these vast territories, building roads, fortifications, and cities that facilitated control and integration.
The Roman Empire’s society was hierarchical, with a rigid class system. At the top were the patricians, wealthy elites who held significant political power. Below them were the plebeians, free citizens with limited political influence, and the vast numbers of slaves who formed the backbone of the economy. The family unit was central, governed by the paterfamilias, the male head who held absolute authority.
Culturally, the Romans were eclectic, absorbing and adapting elements from the civilizations they encountered, particularly the Greeks. Roman art, literature, and philosophy reflected this synthesis, creating a rich cultural tapestry. Latin, the Roman language, became the lingua franca of the Western world, influencing numerous modern languages.
Roman architecture and engineering achievements were monumental. They perfected the arch, vault, and dome, constructing enduring structures like the Colosseum, Pantheon, and aqueducts. These engineering marvels not only showcased Roman ingenuity but also served practical purposes, from public entertainment to water supply.
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This Gasta posits a strategic approach to integrating AI into HEIs to prepare staff, students and the curriculum for an evolving world and workplace. We will highlight the advantages of working with these technologies beyond the realm of teaching, learning and assessment by considering prompt engineering skills, industry impact, curriculum changes, and the need for staff upskilling. In contrast, not engaging strategically with Generative AI poses risks, including falling behind peers, missed opportunities and failing to ensure our graduates remain employable. The rapid evolution of AI technologies necessitates a proactive and strategic approach if we are to remain relevant.
Worktext in how my brother leon brought home a wife
1. WORKTEXT in HOW MY BROTHER LEON BROUGHT HOME A WIFE
Task 2. Once in a Lifetime
1. What do Filipinosusually consider in choosinga lifetimepartner? Make a listof these considerationsand rank them
accordingto importance.
2. Find out if these considerationsarealso observed by Noel and his family.Listen as your classmates read the dialogue
between Baldo and his father. Take note of words or expressions thatemphasize crucial details.
How My Brother Leon Brought Home a Wife (an excerpt)
by Manuel Arguilla
AT PRESENT
There was no light in Father's room. There was no movement. He sat in the big armchair by the western window, and a star
shone directly through it. He was smoking, but he removed the roll of tobacco from his mouth when he saw me. He laid it c arefully
on the windowsill before speaking. "Did you meet anybody on the way?" he asked. "No, Father," I said. "Nobody passes through the
Waig at night." He reached for his roll of tobacco and hitched himself up in the chair."She is very beautiful, Father." "Was she afraid
of Labang?" My father had not raised his voice, but the room seemed to resound with it. And again I saw her eyes on the long
curving horns and the arm of my brother Leon around her shoulders. "No, Father, she was not afraid." "On the way---" "She looked
at the stars, Father. And Manong Leon sang." "What did he sing?" "---Sky Sown with Stars... She sang with him." He was silent again.
I could hear the low voices of Mother and my sister Aurelia downstairs. There was also the voice of my brother Leon, and I thought
that Father's voice must have been like it when Father was young. He had laid the roll of tobacco on the windowsill once more. I
watched the smoke waver faintly upward from the lighted end and vanish slowly into the night outside.
Answer the following questions:
1. Who were Baldo and his father talking about? a. Labang b. Ca Celine c. Maria d. Ibarra
2. How did Baldo describe the woman? a. barrio-tic b. picky c. modern d. reserve
2. What was the reaction of the father regarding the woman? a. angry b. humble c. nothing d. curious
3. What was the relationship of the woman to Manong Leon? a. girlfriend b. nanny c. friend d. neighbor
WHAT HAPPENED BEFORE THE CONVERSATION
She stepped down from the carretela of Ca Celin with a quick, delicate grace. She was lovely. She was tall. She looked up to
my brother with a smile, and her forehead was on a level with his mouth. "You are Baldo," she said and placed her hand lightly on
my shoulder. Her nails were long, but they were not painted. She was fragrant like a morning when papayas are in bloom. And a
small dimple appeared momently high on her right cheek. "And this is Labang of whom I have heard so much." She held the wrist of
one hand with the other and looked at Labang, and Labang never stopped chewing his cud. He swallowed and brought up to his
mouth more cud and the sound of his insides was like a drum. I laid a hand on Labang's massive neck and said to her: "You may
scratch his forehead now." She hesitated and I saw that her eyes were on the long, curving horns. But she came and touched
Labang's forehead with her long fingers, and Labang never stopped chewing his cud except that his big eyes half closed. And by and
by she was scratching his forehead very daintily. My brother Leon put down the two trunks on the grassy sideof the road.He paid Ca
Celin twice the usual fare from the station to the edge of Nagrebcan. Then he was standing beside us, and she turned to him eagerly.
I watched Ca Celin,where he stood in front of his horse,and he ran his fingers through its forelock and could not keep his eyes away
from her.
Comprehension questions:
1. Who is Labang in this story? a. the visitor b. the carabao c. the dog d. the horse
2. Who is Ca Celin s being referred to by the speaker in the story?
a. the driver of bus b. the driver of jeep c. the helper of calesa d. the driver of the carretela
3. What is meant by fragarant? a. sweet-smelling b. sweet-tasting c. sour-tasting d. odorous smell
4. Where do you think is the story set?
a. in Metro Manila b. in the barrio c. in the city d. in the metropolitan
5. Leon brought down their trunks from the carretela. What are trunks in this instance?
a. their luggage b. their tree logs c. their pasalubong d. their small car
6. Leon ran his fingers through its forelock as he looks at his companion. What is a forelock?
a. braided hair b. hair at the top of head c. hair at near the ear d. hair at the forehead
"Maria---" my brother Leon said. He did not say Maring. He did not say Mayang. I knew then that he had always called her
Maria and that to us all she would be Maria; and in my mind I said 'Maria' and it was a beautiful name. "Yes, Noel." Now where did
she get that name? I pondered the matter quietly to myself, thinking Father might not like it. But it was only the name of my brother
Leon said backward and it sounded much better that way. "There is Nagrebcan, Maria," my brother Leon said, gesturing widely
toward the west. She moved close to him and slipped her arm through his. And after a while she said quietly. "You love Nagrebcan,
don't you, Noel?" Ca Celin drove away hi-yi-ing to his horse loudly. At the bend of the camino real where the big duhat tree grew, he
rattled the handle of his braided rattan whip against the spokes of the wheel. We stood alone on the roadside. The sun was in our
eyes, for it was dipping into the bright sea. The sky was wide and deep and very blue above us: but along the saw-tooth rim of the
Katayaghan hills to the southwest flamed huge masses of clouds. Before us the fields swam in a golden haze through which floated
big purple and red and yellow bubbles when I looked at the sinking sun. Labang's white coat, which I had wshed and brushed that
morning with coconut husk, glistened like beaten cotton under the lamplight and his horns appeared tipped with fire.
Comprehension questions:
1. Who is the girl companion of Leon? a. Maria b. Lucilla c. Esmeralda d. Mercedita
2. The characters in the story are to go home. Where is their home located?
a. Narvacan b. Nagbareng c. Nagrebcan d. Nagtared
3. What is meant by the word rattled in the line ‘He rattled the handle of his braided rattan whip against the spokes of the
wheel? a. produced sound by hitting a thing to another c. produced vibration by patting in rhythm
b. produced sound by thumping d. produced a shining light from friction
4. What was the time the three travelled homeward?
a. midnight b. noontime c. getting dusk d. morning
2. 5. Where might Leon and his companion have come from?
a. from work b. from the city c. from another barrio d. from abroad
He faced the sun and from his mouth came a call so loud and vibrant that the earth seemed to tremble underfoot. And far
away in the middle of the field a cow lowed softly in answer. "Hitch him to the cart, Baldo," my brother Leon said, laughing, and she
laughed with him a big uncertainly, and I saw that he had put his arm around her shoulders. "Why does he make that sound?" she
asked. "I have never heard the likeof it." "There is not another likeit," my brother Leon said."I have yet to hear another bull call like
Labang. In all the world there is no other bull like him." She was smiling at him, and I stopped in the act of tying the sinta across
Labang's neck to the opposite end of the yoke, because her teeth were very white, her eyes were so full of laughter, and there was
the small dimplehigh up on her rightcheek. "If you continueto talk about him likethat, either I shall fall in love with him or become
greatly jealous." My brother Leon laughed and she laughed and they looked at each other and it seemed to me there was a world of
laughter between them and in them. I climbed into the cart over the wheel and Labang would have bolted, for he was always lik e
that, but I kept a firm hold on his rope. He was restless and would not stand still, so that my brother Leon had to say "Laban g"
several times. When he was quiet again, my brother Leon lifted the trunks into the cart, placing the smaller on top. She looked down
once at her high-heeled shoes, then she gave her left hand to my brother Leon, placed a foot on the hub of the wheel, and in one
breath she had swung up into the cart.
Comprehension questions:
1. How did a cow respond to the sound made by Labang?
a. the cow lowed b. the cowed mooed c. the cow cawed d. the cow ran
2. How did Leon and his girl companion treat each other during this time in the story?
a. They are happy. B. They are sorrowful. c. They are quiet. d. They are nervous.
3. What footwear was the girl wearing during their travel to Leon’s home?
a. sandals b. high-heeled shoes c. moccasins d. loafers
4. Who carried the trunks from the carretela to the cariton?
a. the speaker b. the kutsero c. Leon d. Maria
Oh, the fragrance of her. But Labang was fairly dancing with impatience and it was all I could do to keep him from running
away. "Give me the rope, Baldo," my brother Leon said. "Maria, sit down on the hay and hold on to anything." Then he put a foot on
the left shaft and that instant Labang leaped forward. My brother Leon laughed as he drew himself up to the top of the side of the
cart and made the slack of the rope hiss above the back of Labang. The wind whistled against my cheeks and the rattling of the
wheels on the pebbly road echoed in my ears. She sat up straight on the bottom of the cart, legs bent together to one side, her skirts
spread over them so that only the toes and heels of her shoes were visible. Her eyes were on my brother Leon's back; I saw the wind
on her hair. When Labang slowed down, my brother Leon handed to me the rope. I knelt on the straw inside the cart and pulled on
the rope until Labang was merely shuffling along, then I made him turn around. "What is it you have forgotten now, Baldo?" my
brother Leon said. I did not say anything but tickled with my fingers the rump of Labang; and away we went---back to where I had
unhitched and waited for them. The sun had sunk and down from the wooded sides of the Katayaghan hills shadows were stealing
into the fields. High up overhead the sky burned with many slow fires. When I sent Labang down the deep cut that would take us to
the dry bed of the Waig which could be used as a path to our place during the dry season, my brother Leon laid a hand on my
shoulder and said sternly:"Who told you to drive through the fields tonight?" His hand was heavy on my shoulder, but I did not look
at him or utter a word until we were on the rocky bottom of the Waig.
Comprehension questions:
1. What route did Baldo lead the animal to take?
a. dry bed of the Waig b. dry bed of the swamp c. dry riverbed d. dry cornfield
2. Pebbly road means what? a. rough road due to presence of many pebbles c. road newly levelled by graders
b. rough road due to presence of rocks d. road that is to be cemented
3. What hills are mentioned in the story? a. Calabarzon b. Kabunyan c. Katayaghan d.Kadungawan
4. How do you think Noel felt that moment when he was asking Baldo about the way they are taking?
a. angry b. happy c. afraid d. irritated
"Baldo, you fool, answer me before I lay the rope of Labang on you. Why do you follow the Waig instead of the camino
real?" His fingers bit into my shoulder. "Father, he told me to follow the Waig tonight, Manong." Swiftly, his hand fell away from my
shoulder and he reached for the rope of Labang. Then my brother Leon laughed, and he sat back, and laughing still, he said: "And I
suppose Father also told you to hitch Labang to the cart and meet us with him instead of with Castano and the calesa." Without
waiting for me to answer, he turned to her and said, "Maria, why do you think Father should do that, now?" He laughed and added,
"Have you ever seen so many stars before?" I looked back and they were sitting side by side, leaning against the trunks, hands
clasped across knees. Seemingly, but a man's height above the tops of the steep banks of the Wait, hung the stars. But in the deep
gorge the shadows had fallen heavily, and even the white of Labang's coat was merely a dim, grayish blur. Crickets chirped from
their homes in the cracks in the banks. The thick, unpleasant smell of dangla bushes and cooling sun-heated earth mingled with the
clean, sharp scent of arrais roots exposed to the night air and of the hay inside the cart.
Comprehension questions:
1. What do you think was the reason why their father wanted them to take the Waig on their way home?
a. to scare their visitor b. to show Leon the field c. to take a short cut d. to waylaid the newcomers
2. What was the topic of Leon and Maria during their ride in the cariton?
a. the moon in the sky b. the dry waterbed c. the stars in the sky d. the carabao
3. What was the sound they heard along their way?
a. the mowing of the grass b. the chirping birds c. chirping crickets d. cooing doves
4. What time and season was it that time?
a. right after harvest b. right before harvest c. preparation for harvest d. preparation for planting
3. "Look, Noel, yonder is our star!" Deep surprise and gladness were in her voice. Very low in the west, almost touching the
ragged edge of the bank, was the star, the biggest and brightest in the sky. "I have been looking at it," my brother Leon said. "Do you
remember how I would tell you that when you want to see stars you must come to Nagrebcan?" "Yes, Noel," she said. "Look at it,"
she murmured, half to herself. "It is so many times bigger and brighter than it was at Ermita beach." "The air here is clean, fr ee of
dust and smoke." "So it is, Noel," she said, drawing a long breath. "Making fun of me, Maria?" She laughed then and they laughed
together and she took my brother Leon's hand and put it against her face. I stopped Labang, climbed down, and lighted the lantern
that hung from the cart between the wheels. "Good boy, Baldo," my brother Leon said as I climbed back into the cart, and my h eart
sank. Now the shadows took fright and did not crowd so near. Clumps of andadasi and arrais flashed into view and quickly
disappeared as we passed by. Ahead, the elongated shadow of Labang bobbled up and down and swayed drunkenly from side to
side, for the lantern rocked jerkily with the cart. "Have we far to go yet, Noel?" she asked. "Ask Baldo," my brother Leon said, "we
have been neglecting him." "I am asking you, Baldo," she said.
Comprehension questions:
1. Who is Noel to Leon? a. one and the same b. brother c. friend d. son
2. What is bigger and brighter in Nagrebcan than in Ermita?
a. the sun b. the moon c. their star d. their house
3. What did Baldo do when he momentarily stopped Labang and got down the kariton?
a. extinguished the fire from their lantern c. lighted the lantern that hung from the cart between the wheels
b. put up a tent for their use d. made fire out of the haystack scattered around the area
Without lookingback,I answered, pickingmy words slowly: "Soon we will get out of the Waig and pass into the fields. After
the fields is home---Manong." "So near already." I did not say anything more because I did not know what to make of the tone of her
voice as she said her last words. All the laughter seemed to have gone out of her. I waited for my brother Leon to say something, but
he was not saying anything. Suddenly he broke out into song and the song was 'Sky Sown with Stars'---the same that he and Father
sang when we cut hay in the fields at night before he went away to study. He must have taught her the song because she joined him,
and her voice flowed into his like a gentle stream meeting a stronger one. And each time the wheels encountered a big rock, her
voice would catch in her throat, but my brother Leon would sing on, unti l, laughing softly, she would join him again. Then we were
climbing out into the fields, and through the spokes of the wheels the light of the lantern mocked the shadows. Labang quickened
his steps. The jolting became more frequent and painful as we crossed the low dikes. "But it is so very wide here," she said. The light
of the stars broke and scattered the darkness so that one could see far on every side, though indistinctly. "You miss the houses, and
the cars, and the people and the noise, don't you?" My brother Leon stopped singing. "Yes, but in a different way. I am glad they are
not here." With difficulty I turned Labang to the left, for he wanted to go straight on. He was breathing hard, but I knew he was
more thirsty than tired. In a little while we drove up the grassy side onto the camino real.
"---you see," my brother Leon was explaining,"the camino real curves around the foot of the Katayaghan hillsand passesby
our house. We drove through the fields because---but I'll beasking Father as soon as we get home." "Noel," she said."Yes, Maria." "I
am afraid. He may not like me." "Does that worry you still, Maria?" my brother Leon said. "From the way you talk, he might be an
ogre, for all the world. Except when his leg that was wounded in the Revolution is troubling him, Father is the mildest-tempered,
gentlest man I know." We came to the house of Lacay Julian and I spoke to Labang loudly, but Moning did not come to the window,
so I surmised she must be eating with the rest of her family. And I thought of the food being made ready at home and my mouth
watered. We met the twins, Urong and Celin, and I said "Hoy!" calling them by name. And they shouted back and asked if my
brother Leon and his wife were with me. And my brother Leon shouted to them and then told me to make Labang run; their answers
were lost in the noise of the wheels. I stopped Labang on the road before our house and would have gotten down but my brother
Leon took the rope and told me to stay in the cart. He turned Labang into the open gate and we dashed into our yard. I thought we
would crash into the camachile tree, but my brother Leon reined in Labang in time. There was light downstairs in the kitchen, and
Mother stood in the doorway, and I could see her smiling shyly. My brother Leon was helping Maria over the wheel. The first words
that fell from his lips after he had kissed Mother's hand were: "Father... where is he?"
Comprehension questions:
1. Why do you think Baldo spoke loudly when they passed by the house of Lacay Julian?
a. to show them his passengers c. to show them their carrtela
b. to somehow make Moning come out d. to quiet the carabao
2. Whom did Baldo call as theypassed by Lacay julian’s house?
a. Moning and Julian b. Urong and Celin c. Minang and Unyong d. Desang and Leoning
3. Who do you think is Moning? a. a pet bird b. a pet dog c. a pet cat d. his love interest
4. Where did Baldo stop the carretela to get down?
a. on the road to the river c. on the road to their house
b. on the road to the market d. on the road to their bodega
5. What did Leon tell Baldo to do and to the animal?
a. He told Baldo to stay in the cart and guided the animal into their yard.
b. He told Baldo to get down and lead the animal into the yard.
c. He told Baldo to hold on tight for a dash to their yard.
d. He told Maria and Baldo that theyare going to race to their frontyard.
6. What was the first thing Leon do when he arrived home?
a. He asked where his father was. c. He asked where everyone is.
b. He asked where their guest would be staying. d. He asked where the newcomer will stay.
"He is in his room upstairs," Mother said, her face becoming serious. "His leg is bothering him again." I did not hear
anything more because I had to go back to the cart to unhitch Labang. But I hardly tied him under the barn when I heard Father
calling me. I met my brother Leon going to bring up the trunks. As I passed through the kitchen, there were Mother and my sister
Aurelia and Maria and it seemed to me they were crying, all of them.
4. Comprehension questions:
1. Who is in his room upstairs? a. the guest b. another visitor c. their father d. their nanny
2. What discomfort/ailment was the father suffering from?
a. leg problem b. arm problem c. highblood pressure d. dizziness
3. Who tied Labang under the barn? a. the helper b. Baldo c. Leon d. Father
4. Who carried the trunks into the house and upstairs?
a. Leon b. Baldo c. Father d. Maria
5. Whom did Baldo see crying as he passed by the kitchen?
a. their mother, and sister Aurelia and Maria c. Maria, Aurelia and their mother
b. father, mother and Maria d. Leon, Maria and mother
AT PRESENT
There was no light in Father's room. There was no movement. He sat in the big armchair by the western window, and a star
shone directly through it. He was smoking, but he removed the roll of tobacco from his mouth when he saw me. He laid it carefully
on the windowsill before speaking. "Did you meet anybody on the way?" he asked. "No, Father," I said. "Nobody passes through the
Waigatnight." He reached for his roll of tobacco and hitched himself up in the chair."She is very beautiful, Father." "Was she afraid
of Labang?" My father had not raised his voice, but the room seemed to resound with it. And again I saw her eyes on the long
curving horns and the arm of my brother Leon around her shoulders. "No, Father, she was not afraid." "On the way---" "She looked
at the stars, Father. And Manong Leon sang." "What did he sing?" "---Sky Sown with Stars... She sang with him." He was silent again.
I could hear the low voices of Mother and my sister Aurelia downstairs. There was also the voice of my brother Leon, and I thought
that Father's voice must have been like it when Father was young. He had laid the roll of tobacco on the windowsill once more. I
watched the smoke waver faintly upward from the lighted end and vanish slowly into the night outside.
The door opened and my brother Leon and Maria came in. "Have you watered Labang?" Father spoke to me. I told him that
Labang was resting yet under the barn. "It is time you watered him, my son," my father said. I looked at Maria and she was lovely.
She was tall. Beside my brother Leon, she was tall and very still. Then I went out, and in the darkened hall the fragrance of her was
like a morning when papayas are in bloom.
Comprehension questions:
1. Whom did the father ask if Labang was watered? a. Leon b. Maria c. Aurelia d. Baldo
2. Who sang on their way back home that night? a. Maria b. Baldo c. Leon d. Labang
3. Whom did the father expect to be afraid of Labang? a. Maria b. Baldo c. Leon d. Aurelia
4. Who entered into the room as Baldo and their father were talking?
a. Maria and Aurelia b. Maria and mother c. Maria and Leon d. Leon and mother
5. In their conversation, how did Baldo describe Maria to their father?
a. She is beautiful. B. She is ordinary. c. She is lazy. d. She is choosy.
6. To what did Baldo compare the scent of Maria?
a. like a morning when papayas are in bloom c. like a rain after drought
b. like mountain dewdrops d. like sampaguitas in the morning
7. What song did Leon sing? a. Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds c. Sky Sown with Stars
b. Wrecking Balls d. Chasing Pavements
YOUR DISCOVERY TASKS
Task 1. First Impressions
1. What are your ideas about city women? Describe her in 5 adjectives or describing words.
2. Is Maria a typical city woman? Illustrate her based on what Baldo had seen from their first meetingto their arrival at
home.
3. Will Maria a good wife for Leon? Justify your agreement or disagreement by citing lines/details/events in the story.