Informal Theme # 3.4: A Priceless Day with the Bard of Avon

                I was almost sleepy as a hazy child, as hard to see as a long time blind. My head felt dizzy, my eyes wanted to cry, but still I'm not sure the reason why. You see that's how I feel when I read works of Shakespeare. I can't really understand where his words are coming? Aside from the fact, that he lived thousands of years ago, I can't think of any factor, why he wants to leave blood from my nose. I was really enjoying this enticing view of mine, especially this windy day where grasses sway by. I felt so comfortable reading under a maple tree, although I'm not sure if I really understand this book my hands are holding. I wish someone's here with me, someone who can explain this beautiful story. Who can also enjoy this fascinating scenery. Well honestly, I'm not expecting some dramatic entrance, but I felt uneasy when I saw a man walking towards my place. I guess he's in his forties, holding what I think is a notebook, but much older version and a quill. He's heading for the bench where I sit, and next second I just saw him sitting beside me. I think he looks familiar, his mustache and his hair, I really think I have seen him before.
                  And I guess I found the right guy to accompany me in this kind of day. How will I say this; I was astonished? stunned? I'm pretty sure no words can express my amazement. His eyes were full of stories, and time to time you can see his eye brows raise. The notebook was actually a scratch with these revealing words that look exactly the words in my book. And suddenly, I felt excited, cause finally, thousands of questions from my head will be answered. I was not yet able to absorb all the happiness, amazement and confusion at the same time; when he started to talk. His speech is something special, somewhat classical. The kind of man that can make you believe in what he's saying, whatever it is. I started to talk simultaneously, asking him like I was a bullet striking him. He was answering back, but seems in a different language, because of his classical accent. Then he saw the book I was holding, and he seemed much more amazed than I am. And that is when he started to tell his story, and the story behind his stories. I was really fond of listening to him, I can do it all day. Stories make me feel like escaping in the world where I am, and letting me wander around to the world full of impossible  things; and that is what he is making me feel. To wander and feel all the emotions you can imagine, like in his stories, poems and sonnets. Pain, love, happiness, magic, tragic and hundreds of more.  Somewhat, I think I  can see what he is imagining, I  can hear his voice telling his real purpose to the world, and I can feel what his stories meant, not only to me, but to thousands of generations waiting for him.
                        I understand him now, not only because I'm his number one fan. Though, I still get dizzy with his language, I think he really deserves to be the "Bard of Avon". I enjoyed this day, and thanks to Shakespeare. Now, I realized he was not just a poet, an author or a playwright. He was way too cool for being just the writer of the books and poems we're reading now. He was way too dignified, not compromised for he was much better than a boring person most of us know. He may not be a hero, may not been  president, may not been a politician, but I'm proud to say that William Shakespeare, one of my most cherished authors in the world, not only helped but made unmeasured progress in terms of literature and individual reflections in our lives. This day, I marked, is one of the most precious of all, a priceless day with Bard of Avon.

Informal Theme # 3.3: Abandon all hope, ye who enter here

                    I may not see yet the Inferno Dante described, nor felt the unconditional and eerie chill when this  pit opens up. How could I say this properly, I have no clue, I haven't been in hell but I feel like something is not new. Every person in this planet has his/her own hatreds, malevolent plans towards others or things, dislikes and beastly form. Each of us had done uncountable wrong decisions thus, letting us gain more sin and be overthrown towards deeper parts of the hell. And when I say sins, it means the sins and wrong deeds we have done either its huge or just a simple sin we did even in school or as a student.            

                         During school years or I can say, our "teenage crazy years", we have experienced all the funniest,  most enjoying and even worst deeds that we could ever do. And because of our unstable hormones as teens, our sins got larger and larger. I can say that there's only a foot distance between our tween crimes and the Seven Top Sins. And as a student, I have my own 7 circles of Violations in school.                                                            

                          Imagine you yourself is inside the hell, but this time it's my own version of Inferno. Let's start at the lowest part of the Major Circles of my School Violations which is my own Attitude Swings. I gained this sin because of being short tempered and always irritated, then suddenly, my mood will just changed to something that is the most opposite of the first. I assume my friends and fellow schoolmates  think that I' m out of my mind and that sometimes they say unnecessary things to me. At the sixth circle, I think  it is Anger. I'm always angry because of being the treasurer in the class and  I'm always frowning to my classmates and yelling to them. Because of this, I think that most of the people in the class also get mad to me easily. I admit that it is hard for me to to not be angry, but I'll do my best to loose this bad habit.  Being Over- Acting will be my sin at the fifth circle. Most of the times, I react very inappropriate. In other words I am OA. It is not good to see a girl like me to act that way I suppose. On the fourth circle, I think Laziness. I always got lazy all the time, thus, sometimes my project and assignments were not done in school. And because of this, my grades got lower and most of the times it affect me not only in school but also in our own house, making my parents angry to me.                 

                           Third circle, being so much talkative. Talking is not a sin, because God gave you a mouth to tell the truth and say what you need to share, but being so talkative is not that good. Sometimes I say some things to my fellow classmates that aren't suppose to be revealed. And I suppose it's a sin. That's why sometimes I get included to some misunderstanding because of being talkative. Cheating will be a sin in my second circle. Aye, even though I know the answer, I still cheat and look at my classmates's assignment. Sometimes I'm not even letting my parent sign my assignments because my notebook is still empty. Unlike the past few years that I won't go to school until I'm done with all of my home works. Because of this, some of the teachers got angry and scold us. My grades also got lower and sometimes I don't know what to do when it comes to the actual quiz and exercises. And last but the worst, the first circle will be all about not believing in yourself. I'm a negative thinker and I always make my self down. I'm not believing in my own instincts and not actually realizing my own abilities. Because of this, I count on someone else's answers, I don't accept my own decisions and most of all, I am not confident. Thus, most of the times I don't get what I want, and I can't achieve what I need. I don't believe in myself  so how can others trust me either? I think, that's my biggest problem. I need to be myself and be me.                         

                                So now, you have read my own Inferno. As you can see, each sin has its own consequences that you need to face. I hope all who read this, will also realize their own. So, if some of them reflect their own teenage sins like mine, they can do better and not do the same like what I did. I know that all people has their own little evil space between their minds, that's why they can commit a wrong deed. I just hope that people, as early age as mine, can realize their sins and do something about it. Always ask for God's guidance because only He can save us from all those things we have done wrong.

Informal Theme # 3.1: A Letter for Him

Dear Jehiel,

                        First impression lasts, but not all impressions stand as wrong as the first. You know why? Because if you ask me to describe you back when I first met you, I’d say you are an irresponsible and childish guy. I was really mad at you because you made our survey project miserable, but as I was saying, you cannot judge a person by just meeting him for the first time.

                          Things are apparently unpredictable. The way our friendship grew, seem much more reliable. Believe me, I don’t know what to say. But unless now you know, you’re one of the inspirations of my day. Your kindness to everyone, smiles that you offer to anyone. Those simple corny jokes and lively laughter seem to unease the tension and sadness. You are different to any guys. Your thoughts and actions seem always nice. The way you gesture and try to be polite, that’s the reason you have friends at your side. I never saw you fight, nor talk in unmannerly way. And the way you try to listen to anyone’s story without getting bored, it seems to be a very reassuring talent only special persons like you, have.

                            Well, at least now my feelings were revealed. I hope you’ll always be the same, as jolly and as understanding as ever. I hope our friendship lasts, like the memories we’ve got. And I’ll be hoping that you’ll still be the Jehiel  that I know, a man who never stop making me smile. J J J

                                             From your friend,

                                           Angel