Saturday, February 26, 2011

Vowels




[I]- unspread lips and relaxed muscle

[i]- spreading your lips sidewards with tensed muscles.

[e]- dropping your jaw little bit and smiling, with the tip of your tongue touching the bottom of your
front teeth

[3]- lowering your jaw little bit and slightly spreading your lips sidewards like when you are about to smile

[æ]- lower your jaw little bit while opening your mouth wide


 [I]            [i]          [Ɛ]              [e]              [æ]


miss                  meet              tend                     make                   dad
Switch              Sweet             Sweat                   Sway                  Stand
Dip                   Deep               Deaf                     Dave                   Dad
pick                  heal                set                       rake                    sand

mitt                  heed               mess                    snake                  pack


Done with my 10th post! :D

Haikus and Tanaga

Haikus

Friends play fun games
Friends have great laughter outside
Friends help each other

Sitting every day
Doing everything together
A best friend forever

Every best friend counts
Special friends have love for you
Friends are cool dudes

Tanagas

She always gave me a cake
When I want more, she bake
When I want more I still take
When I hate, I throw on lake

I receive it so I thank
When I Thank I kind of blink
She gave me that color pink
And I dont know how to think

A friend who's always concern
Who always gave me comfort
Who brings me in a concert
Sadness she always convert

This Haikus and Tanagas are from my scrapbook in english. :)

Done with my 9th post! :D

Thursday, February 17, 2011

A poem that was in my scrapbook!


If I could pull down the rainbow
I would write your name with it
& put it back in the sky to let 
everybody know how colorful
my life is with a friend like you!.

If you let them go,
you can't get them back.
So im gonna tie you to my
 heart so I will never lose you.

If you are in trouble,
if you need a hand,
just call my number,
because im your friend!.

Friends are like walls
Sometimes you lean on them
And sometimes its just enough
to know they're there!.


By: Ilsa Viernes :D

My scrapbook was all about Friendship/friends.
Because when im with my friends i feel like im not alone.
If we have a problem my friends comfort me and
 I had fun with my friends.
When we can keep a secrets each other. :)

Thank You 4 reading!

Done with my 8th post! :D


We filipinos are mild drinkers by Alejandro Roces



We Filipinos are mild drinkers. We drink for only three good reasons. We drink when we are very happy. We drink when we are very sad. And we drink for any other reason. 
There was an American who wanted some more whiskey. So what he did was to go to a Filipino and ask him where to find some. Joe was the name the american's were given. The Filipino said he doesn't drink beer or whiskey, vodka and such because "filipinos are mild drinkers". But the Filipino offered Joe (the American) for some native Filipino beer. Of course, Joe didn't refuse. So they went to the FIlipino's place and drank the drink. Joe got so drunk he couldn't think anymore and then he passed out. So the Filipino had to bring Joe all the way to his camp, where his friends where looking for him too. The American soldiers all thank the Filipino for bringing Joe back.


The End!!

Done with my 7th post! :D

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

the cask of amontillado by Edgar Allan Poe




"The Cask of Amontillado" was first published in 1846. The first-person narrator, Montresor, is unreliable and is attempting to explain his actions of 50 years before. The story begins with Montresor addressing someone familiar, who knows the "nature of my soul." He explains that he had borne "the thousand injuries of Fortunato," but finally Fortunato went too far, and he devised a plan for revenge.
Fortunato does not suspect Montresor's plan. In fact, when they meet in the street during carnival, Fortunato is very glad to see him. Fortunato is dressed like a jester, and has been drinking. Throughout the story, Montresor exploits Fortunato's interest in wine. First, he tempts Fortunato by claiming he has purchased a cask of Amontillado, which is a dry sherry, but he is unsure if its authentic. Instead of asking Fortunato directly to examine the Amontillado, Montresor says he will ask another because Fortunato is busy, thereby playing upon both Fortunato's pride and greed.
When they reach the depths of the catacombs, Montresor tricks Fortunato into stepping into a small recess where he chains him to two staples in the wall and begins to wall him in. At first, Fortunato does not understand what is going on. However, he soon realizes his situation and begins to moan and test the chains. Montresor stops so that he can listen more easily to Fortunato’s dismay. When Fortunato quiets, he proceeds walling up Fortunato. At one point, he raises a torch to look inside the crypt and view his handiwork.
When the light falls on him, Fortunato begins screaming. At first Montresor is alarmed, fearing that someone will hear the cries. Then he remembers the security of his position and joins Fortunato’s yells trying to yell louder than him.
Eventually, Fortunato quiets and Montresor continues his task. Just as Montresor is about to complete the wall, Fortunato begins to laugh and make comments as if the situation were a simple prank. However, Montresor’s responses cause Fortunato to realize the sincerity of his actions. Fortunato begs for mercy “For the love of God!” but Montresor simply echoes the phrase and finishes the task. The last sound we hear from Fortunato is the jingling of his jester’s cap.

The End!!

Done with 6th post!! :D

Get up and bar the door!

IT fell about the Martinmas time,
  And a gay time it was then,
When our good wife got puddings to make,
  And she’s boild them in the pan.
 
The wind so cold blew south and north,       
  And blew into the floor;
Said our goodman to our goodwife,
  “Get up and bar the door.”
 
“My hand is in my pocket deep, 
  Goodman, as ye may see;        
An it shoud nae be barrd this hundred years,
  It’s no be barred by me.”
 
They made a pact between them two,
  They made it firm and sure,
That the first word who e'er should speak,        
  Shoud rise and bar the door.
 
Then by there came two gentlemen,
  At twelve o’clock at night,
And they could neither see house nor hall,
  Nor coal nor candle-light.        
 
“Now whether is this a rich man’s house,
  Or whether is it a poor?”
But ne'er a word  one of them speak,
  For barring of the door.
 
And first they ate the white puddings,        
  And then they ate the black;
And very angry the goodwife to herself,
  Yet ne'er a word she spake.
 
Then said the one unto the other,
  “Here, man, take ye my knife;        
Do you talk off the old man’s beard,
  And I’ll kiss the goodman's wife.”
 
“But there’s no water in the house,
  And what shall we do then?”
“What ails thee we use the pudding-broth,         
  That boils into the pan?”
 
O up then started our goodman,
  An angry man was he:
“Will ye kiss my wife before my eye,
  And scald me with pudding-broth?”        
 
Then up and started our goodwife,
  Gave three skips on the floor:
“Goodman, you’ve spoken the foremost word,
  Get up and bar the door.”


The moral lesson of the story is to not worry or argue about the small stuff, the insignificant details, because while you're doing that is when the problems come along that you should be worried about and take you by surprise.
Barring the door is equivalent to locking the door in modern times. The chilly wind can enter the room if the door is not closed, the door represents protection. Like any one in real life, the good man wants to be protected by outside evils.

The End!! 

My 5th post! :D

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Sunday, February 13, 2011

The last leaf by Oliver Wendel Holmes


The poem is a tribute by Oliver Wendel Holmes to Major Thomas Melville who was one of the " Indians " of the famous boston tea party. Holmes used the metaphor " the last leaf ", to show how Melville was sill alive and proud in s time past his own. It is his tribute of respect to the old man. The last lines of the poem show that Holmes himself would want to be remembered much the same if he ever reached an age where he could be considered " the last leaf " on the tree in spring.

THE End!! 

My fourth post !! :D

Saturday, February 12, 2011

The Lamb and The Tiger by William Blake!


The first stanza tells that the speaker wonders who the lamb's creator is. The Lamb is seen as a pure and gentle creature. The second stanza is being compared with infant jesus and the last two lines the speaker identifies the creator which is God.

The summary of the poem tells about the good things God has created for us.


The first stanza tells that the speaker is wondering who created the terrifying creature which is tiger.
The second stanza tells the speaker is wondering how could the creator worked with such intensity and where the tiger was created; in heaven or in hell. 
The third stanza tells that the speaker is wondering who can make the tiger good and what being could stand before it.

The summary of the poem tells about the questioning of the creation of the terrifying creature and if the creator would fear his creation.

THE END!

Done with third post! :D

2nd post- The whistle by benjamin Franklin!


When he was seven years old his pockets was filled with coppers. He went directly to a shop where they sold toys for childrens and with the sound of whistle. that I met by the way in the hands of another boy, I voluntarily offered and gave all my money for one. Then in came to his mind of what good things he can buy with the rest of his money.

As he grew up, he saw  many people gave too much for the whistle. It means that a great part of the miseries of mankind are brought upon them by the false estimate they had made of the value of things and by their giving too much for their whistle. 



The End!

Done with my second post! :D

1st post - Beowulf!



Beowulf was strong and he defeated 3 monsters 
Grendel, Grendel’s mother, and a fire-breathing dragon. 



This is King Hrothgar the ruler of the Danes, is troubled by the rampages of a demon named Grendel. Every night, Grendel attacks King Hrothgar's wealthy mead-hall, Hrothgar was a great warrior in his time, but now he's an old king and can't seem to protect his people.



This is Grendel's mother Beowulf defeated the Mother of Grendel in the dull and murky waters.This monster clawed Beowulf but Beowulf's armor save him because it was hard and strong.



This is Grendel is the 1st monster who was defeated by Beowulf.
Grendel, is not a creature of mythic powers, but one of flesh and blood - immense flesh and 
raging blood, driven by a vengeance from being wronged and he was strong and frightful.




The last monster was The Dragon. This dragon breathes fire and is quite deadly. His sword cannot even drive through the scale armor of the dragon. But Beowulf is mortally injured and dies shortly after. Beowulf died because he swallowed some fire.






THE END!


Thank 4 Reading my 1st post Ms. Ly! :D