Movie Group BSEdEng3A

Gorgeous Group	Elegant Group
ACMA, Eufelna Maraon	AGAN, Trisha
ALEGADO, Ellen Cantos	ALVARIDA, Marie Grace Payla
BACUS, Faith Kimberly Tocmo	BAGALANON, Krystle Marie Dumaboc
BALAYO, Eunice Pardo	BALINO, Katherine Joy Noble
BIGBIG, Jeney Joy Tanginan	BORRES, Retzie Mae Jawod
CALAG, Glaiza Mae Pastias	CAMPECIÑO, Nathaniel Dave Sescon
CAÑEDO, Lovelyn Albarrasin	CARUMBA, Mia Shella Lago
CATURAY, Lorelyn Quintila	DE PAZ, Angelie Caharian
ENADAP, Jeshiel Caranay	GABRIZA, Danielle Sebial
GAMUS, Janwillen Sarbida	GILO, Fetty Jamis
GREGORIO, Shiela Mae Mobo	GUMBAO, Sunshine Benedicto
HERNANDEZ, Ferlyn Defamente	JOROMO, Angelbert Flores
LIGMON, Lucil De Luna	LITERATUS, Ella Queen Panzo
LLORENTE, Engelyn Pamat	LUNA, Maria Emma Lopez
MADERSE, Engelyn Lapiz	MAQUISO, Queenie Camarillo
MONDIGO, Jujie Ann Tablada	MONTEVERDE, Rethel Jane Arances
NALE, Lizhley Ann Calapan	PANDITA, Aliah Laurico
PASUCAL, Valery Porlonga	PONDAVILLA, Jessie Danna Delos Santos
PUSOD, Darchny Zate	RABACA, Mercy Laraga
ROSANO, Rica May Dotimas	ROXAS, Krizzia Jane Peligrino
SUARIN, Donna Marie Fabre	TAGUPA, Neil Medado
TALAROC, Jessa Estabas	TOLEDO, April Joy Jamera
VERGARA, Donna Lie Jauod

World Literature Weekend Tasks

World Literature

Good day! 

Kindly do the following tasks and submit your work on:

Monday (April 3, 2017) for BSEdFil2

Tuesday(April 4, 2017) for BSES2B

1.      1.  Read the On Love by Khalil Gibran and Sonnet 116 by William Shakespeare. On a ½ crosswise 2. 2. Using the thoughts on the poems, write your own definition of love.

2.       3. Read the poem Money by Howard Nemerov. In a 1 whole sheet of paper, write a 1-2 paragraph criticism on the power money holds in the society.

3.       4. (By pair) Create a comic script based on the poem Apple by Plato. Draw your script on a short bond paper.

4.     5.   For BSES2B: Practice the song Love and Marriage and Honey by group. Each group should be composed of 10 members.  You can use any handheld musical instrument as an accompaniment but you are not allowed to use electronic/phone/cd/minus-one in the presentation on Tuesday (April 4, 2017).

A Blasphemy

A Blasphemy

By Rodney Jones

A girl attacked me once with a number 2 Eagle pencil

for a whiny lisping impression of a radio preacher

she must have loved more than sophisticated or peace,

for she took the pencil in a whitened knuckle

and drove the point with all her weight behind it

through a thick pair of jeans, jogging it at the end

and twisting it, so the lead broke off under the skin,

an act undertaken so suddenly and dramatically

it was as though I had awakened in a strange hotel

with sirens going off and half-dressed women rushing

in every direction with kids tucked under their arms;

as though the Moslems had retaken Jerusalem for

the twelfth time, the crusaders were riding south,

and the Jews in Cadiz and Granada were packing

their bags, mapping the snowy ghettos of the north.

But where we were, it was still Tuscaloosa, late

summer, and the heat in her sparsely decorated room

We had come together after work was so miserable

and intense the wallpaper was crimping at each seam,

the posters of daisies and horses she had pasted up

were fallen all over the floor. Whatever I thought

would happen was not going to happen with any of the three billion women

of the world forever. This time it would take

for the first kindness was the wait for a Campbellite

to accept Darwin and Galileo or for all Arkansas

to embrace a black Messiah. The time it would take

for even a hand to shyly, unambiguously brush my own

was the years Bertrand Russel waited for humanism,

disarmament, and neutrality. And then she was

there, her cloth daubing at the darkly jellying wound.

In contrition, she bowed with tweezers to pick the grit.

With alcohol, she cleansed the rubbery petals.

She unspooled the white gauze and spread the balm of mercy.

Because she loved Christ, she forgave me. And what

was  that all about? I wondered, walking home,

through the familiar streets, and steeple of each church

raised like a beneficent weapon, the mark of the heretic

on my thigh, and mockery was still the unforgivable sin.

Nims, J.F. 1992. Western wind: an introduction to Poetry. New York: McGraw-Hill.