Young Bards

New school year and new material for young bards. Posting soon!

since1972 — Tue, 25 Sep 2012 06:54:13 -0400

New school year and new material for young bards. Posting soon!

An epistolary by Lucas. Correspondence between Santa and...

since1972 — Mon, 21 Nov 2011 01:49:00 -0500

An epistolary by Lucas. Correspondence between Santa and himself.

November 2011

A memorable event.

since1972 — Mon, 21 Nov 2011 01:16:38 -0500

Mateo

Ok, the real story is this. When we camped with Tatay we made a fire and then we found fish and we fried it. But when a huge wave showered the fire we seted up the tent but it rained and we got wet. On 10:12 we walked back to the Ilocos Hotel and that was the story.

Marco

The first time when I met my friend that lived far away from us. It was Ricky. She lived like in Cebu so this is what we did. on the last time we met her. So we just speaked tagalo and then we speaked english. So we were playing Langit Lupa and then we met Ate Josephine’s son. Her name was Rein. So when we saw her, we talked to her but she was shy. So we introduced ourselve to her and then we played with Rein and Ricky. So we played all day. (please change page)

So when it was 2:00 we went upstairs and play and draw and watched tv. So when it was seven, she left Ricky.

Advice to parents by A.L.S.

since1972 — Mon, 21 Nov 2011 00:47:48 -0500

Taking care of a child is a difficult task. It takes a great deal of responsibility, patience and love. If you have a child you must be careful in words for it might hurt your child’s feelings. Sometimes this might be necessary for setting rules. But if not try to avoid it. Once in a while treat your kid to food or gifts, do not do this too often for your kid might turn spoiled. If your kid is spoiled he will ask for many things and if he does not get what he wants his temper will rise and he will throw a tantrum.

“Don’t touch the cookies” That is a rule, your kid needs discipline to follow that rule. To enforce discipline, you can ban your kids. If this method does not work, you can try not giving your kid treats unless he follows. This should put discipline in him.

When you’re in a room together what do you do? Use your computer or spend time with your kid? At night, at least try to spend ten minutes with your kid, if not your connection to your kid will weaken. If your kid is hurt you must try your best to make him better.

My basic advice: Just do your best to be a parent.

How I met...

since1972 — Mon, 21 Nov 2011 00:28:00 -0500

Teacher Monique by Marco

Okay, so first, Teacher Thea was there and then I saw Teacher Monique so Teacher Thea said: This is my sister, Teacher Monique. And then I said Hi to Teacher Monique and then I started asking questions to Teacher Monique and then I became friends with her. From that day on, I knew she was awesome!

Aaron by Mateo (poem)

First, when we got hear I got a fear that those kids are lik us and finally we found gross pus. Everybody is not friends with me but we found a dude that gave us some food. We became friends and I told him that light never bends, he teached me soccer and can’t make a rhyme. And I said, whats the time.

Their bucket lists.

since1972 — Mon, 21 Nov 2011 00:17:50 -0500

Their bucket lists.

Bucket lists by seven year olds.

since1972 — Mon, 21 Nov 2011 00:16:00 -0500

Mateo

To go to Sweden!
To visit the (Palawan) Underground River
Meet the Futhark
Eat Italian pizza
See a giant waterbear
Collect Mighty Beans
Learn to play a banjo.
Have runic symbols
Dive in Palawan

Marco

Go to Moscow, Rossya. Live there for 2 weeks!
Go to Rio de Cagayan
And I want to go to the Leaning Tower of Pisa
Beat the world’s biggest dandelion
Deep sea diving
Go to Egypt
Go to Italy

Lucas

I want to be a pilot.
I want to visit France
I ride a blimp.
Be a truck driver.
I will ride a military plane.

Basti’s short Filipino story exercise. : )

since1972 — Thu, 10 Nov 2011 19:29:00 -0500

Basti’s short Filipino story exercise. : )

Ang Aking Anting-Anting by J.F.R.

since1972 — Thu, 03 Nov 2011 23:49:09 -0400

Noon, ako palang ay isang bata. Ako ay bumili ng anting-anting sa Quiapo. Ang ganda! Mukha ng isang diwatang tulog.

Sabi daw ng gumawa “Babae, babala.” Hindi naman ako naniwala. Ang anting-anting ko naman diwata, anong masama dito?

Noong sa eskwela ako, suot ko ang agimat. Terno sa aking uniporme! Pero noong klase ng Pilipino, dumugo ang aking ilong. Hindi mapigil!! Nag dalawanput minuto, tumigil na.

Nag P.E. na. Lalaro kami ng tee-ball at basketball. Ako ay dapat mag hagis ng bola. “Sige na Amilia! Mag hagis ka na! I-shoot mo na!” sigaw ng kaklase ko. Hinagis ko! Hala! Hindi napasok sa basket! Tsaka nahulog kaklase ko! Naku, nabali ko ang kanyang braso! Ako rin ay nahulog at dumugo ang aking binti. Sobrang lakas, hindi ako makaisip! “Amelia, dapat kang umuwi!” wika ng nars.

Noong dumating ako sa bahay, sabi ng nanay ko “Hindi lang yan aksidente.”

Noong sunod na araw, nasunog ang aking pagkain sa H.E.L.E.! Natapon ang pintura sa Art! Nahulog nanaman ang kaklase ko! Pumunta ulit ako sa bahay. Nasa silid ako, tinitignan ko ang agimat ko. Hindi pala diwata, tama ang sinabi ng gumawa niyan, hindi diwata. Batang patay…ako ang patay.

Bigla dumugo ang mata ko, at biglang na subsub ako! Nabali ang binti at braso ko! Dumugo ang ilong ko! Hala! Ngayon, kamukhang-kamukha ko ang nakita kong bata sa agimat! Tinapon ko yung agimat at sinira ko. Bigla na lang, ako ay gumaling.

Kwentong Agimat by A.L.S. Isang araw, si Pedro ay naglalakad sa...

since1972 — Thu, 03 Nov 2011 22:51:34 -0400

Kwentong Agimat by A.L.S.

Isang araw, si Pedro ay naglalakad sa Quiapo. Habang naglalakad si Pedro, may maraming taong sumisigaw.

“Bili na kayo ng prutas!”

“Upuan galing sa Davao!”

“T-shirt! Ako nag-drawing!”

“Isang agimat! Ginawa ni Jesus!”

Tumigil si Pedro nung narinig niya ang agimat. Pumunta siya sa tindahan na gawa lang sa kahon. Pero sa labas may matandang babae na suot lang ay isang kumot na may staple sa likod para hindi malaglag.

“Ma’am, magkano po ang isa?” sabi ni Pedro.

“Sayo nalang totoy.” sagot ng matanda.

“Salamat po!!” at umalis na si Pedro.

Sumakay si Pedro sa MRT papunta sa Taft. Habang nakaupo may nakita siyang barilan sa banko. Si Pedro ay nagulat pero hindi niya pinansin. Pagdating niya sa Taft, nag tricycle siya papunta sa bahay.

Ang sinakyan niyang tricycle ay may Yamaha motorcycle, at ang sasakyan ay may Magic Sarap na poster para sa upuan. Malubak ang daan kaya mabilis siyang lumabas. Binarayan niya ang driver at pumasok sa bahay. Ang bahay ni Pedro ay katamtaman lang, ,may upuan, kainan, lutuan at tulugan. Pumunta siya sa kwarto niya at tinignan ang agimat. Meron itong isang tao na gawa sa bato. May isang tao na binaril ang tao gawa sa bato pero hindi gumana, pinaligiran ng halaman ang dalawang tao. Akala ni Pedro na maganda kaya sinuot niya ito gamit ang isang tali.

Gabi na kaya natulog na si Pedro na pagod na pagod. Sa panagip ni Pedro, hinahabol siya ng isang payaso at namamato ng prutas at tumatawa.

Nagising si Pedro ng maaga dahil mainit na mainit ang agimat niya. Hindi niya namalayan na nakatulog siya suot niya ito. Nagising si Pedro at may narinig na parang:

LUBADAGADUG!!

Nagulat si Pedro at naglakad papunta sa baba ng bahay niya. Nagulakad papunta sa baba si Pedro ng maingat na maingat, pagbaba niya may nakita siyang tao na kinukuha ang gamit niya. Nasa sahig ang cabinet na lalagyan niya ng mga plato. “Oy!” sigaw niya.

Sinubukan ng magnanakaw tumakbo pero si Pedro ay sinuntok ang magnanakaw. Lumipad siya at sinira and dingding. Nagulat si Pedro dahil ang kamay niya ay hindi nagawa sa balat pero gawa na sa bato! Tinignan niya ang katawan niya…ang nakita niya ay isang malaking katawan gawa sa bato. Tuminging siya sa magnanakaw pero wala na…kasama ang lahat ng gamit ni Pedro. Sobrang malungkot siya na nahimatay si Pedro.

Si Hamlet, ni A.L.S.

since1972 — Thu, 27 Oct 2011 02:43:00 -0400

Isang araw, si Hamlet ay naglalakad sa gubat. May narinig siyang naglalakad sa kaliwa niya. HIndi niya pinansin dahil patay na siya at hindi naman siya makikita. Pero huminto pa rin siya. Ang naglalakad ay si Roberto at Roberta. May kasama silang aso. Alam ni Hamlet na kaya ng aso malaman na nandiyan siya. Sinubukan nito umalis pero huli na. Nakita siya ng aso at nagsimulang tumahol.

“Aso, hwag ka maingay!” sabi ni Roberto.

“Roberto, baka ang multo ng hari ay malapit!” sabi ni Roberta.

“Bakit naman?” sabi ni Roberto.

“Dahil alam ng aso kung may malapit na multo.”

Sa lahat ng ito, nandoon pa rin si Hamlet dahil takot siya sa aso kaysa sa gumalaw. Sa wakas, nakagalaw siya at tumakbo patungo sa…hindi niya alam. Tumakbo lang siya. Tumakbo siyang malayong malayo hanggang marating niya ang bahay ng anak niya, ang prinsipeng Hamlet. Nung nasa loob nakita niya si Hamlet Jr. na nakaupo sa isang upuan.”

“Anak, patayin mo si Claudius.”

“Nagulat si Hamlet Jr, peo sumagot siya, “Sige po, papa.”

At umalis si Hamlet.

Salamat, at Gud Bye!

Walang pamagat. ni A.A.P.

since1972 — Thu, 27 Oct 2011 02:33:41 -0400

Isang araw si hamlet ay pumunta sa tren. Hindi niya alam na doon siya nakatapak sa riles. Biglang sinagasaan siya. Lumabas na ang multo ni Hamlet. Nabalitaan ni Gertrude na patay na si Hamlet. Nagpakasal na si Gertrude kay Claudius para manatili siyang reyna ng Denmark sapagkat patay na si Hamlet. Nagalit si Hamlet at sinisi niya ang tsuper ng tren. HInanap niya ang tsuper at ito’y kanyang sinaksak!

Nagpakamatay ang kapatid ng tsuper. Kalabasan itong dalawang magkapatid ay kapatid ni Gertrude at balak ni Gertrude magpakamatay bukas, pero nabangungungot siya. Nag pakamatay si Claudius dahil patay na ang kanyang asawa.

Nagulohan si Hamlet dahil namatay na ang lahat ng tao, kaya kinausap ni Hamlet si Kamatayan at silang dalawa ay pumunta sa Hell.

(Untitled) by A.L.S.

since1972 — Thu, 27 Oct 2011 02:25:53 -0400

It was darker than the deepest evil in your heart and of course with the deep darkness comes a black hole of despair, the shadow of eternal darkness still haunts me in my dreams. My life is a bar code; it’s black, it’s white, but it rarely sees the goodness of light’s most ceremonial hour.

But alas! I do not think you understand what I am telling you, perhaps you should hear my story. I myself think it is a rather peculiar one. But no more delays! I shall tell it to you now:

It started when my best friend Jake started playing a very dangerous game. I believe it was called Minecraft. It consists of a million boxes, the manikin of eternal fun masks the smell of infinite boredom in the game of Solitaire quite well. Anyway, one day, one ordinary Monday on the month of October, Jake called me in an excited tone. His next words changed my life completely.

“AHHHH! ALON!!! OMG! OMG! TERIYAKI CHICKEN HONDA CIVIC BACK SEAT OF A SWIMMING POOL!!!” He cried. I was in a state of panic, for fear I had permanent hearing damage and shock. I did the natural thing, “WHAT THE HECK JUST HAPPENED?!” I screamed rather desperately. There was an awkward silence for a while as two hyperactive kids tried to catch their breath. In the midst of it, all our breathing made the zoo’s elephant fart sound like a very tired ant fart.

Finally Jake said, “Alon, I got Minecraft 1.8” I collapsed on the spot. Well, maybe that was an exaggeration. I just sat down, actually. Unfortunately, there was no chair and I landed on my bum, in a rather unruly way. Just then the doorbell rang. “Mama, please get the door!” I cried. I could not get the door because I was on the floor clutching my bum trying not to scream. The hero’s fall of glory was very painful.

Then Jake walked in jumping up and down. “Alon, let us bask in the light of Minecraft 1.8 and…why are you on the floor holding your bum?”

“Don’t ask.”

“Gotcha.”

He held out his hand and I took it. I slowly got up from my position on the floor. We went to his house and played Minecraft for several tedious hours. When we finished playing a treacherous game of back stabbing and such, Jake reached out and pressed the off button. At least he tried to. His hand slipped and pressed a button that said, “Do Not Press.” ”Don’t…” I didn’t get to finish my sentence, because everything went to the absence of color. Black.

When I woke up, I saw a mixture of white, green, and brown. For some apparent reason my surroundings looked familiar. Strangely, everything was made of cubes. I looked at my extremely bizarre surroundings with more focus. To my right, I presume Jake was in an uncomfortable position, as his head was lying on a log and his gluteous maximus was sticking straight up and fortunately his pants didn’t fall down for that would have been a situation most cumbersome.

“Jake, wake up!” I said, annoyed. Jake sat up so fast he almost hit his head on a tree branch. Then I realized something else, the tree branches were really low, like two feet! Jake staggered toward me still in a daze, so I brushed the dirt off him then slapped him HARD. That seemed to wake him up. ”Ow!” he cried, while he staggered back in a funky way. ”Whatcha do that for?!” He said in an offended voice. Just then something moved just to my left. I looked and what I saw made all the blood in my body disappear. It was a green zombie. And it was creepy. Just like it’s name. Green Zombie.

The truth hit me with the force of a nuclear bomb.

We were in the world of Minecraft.

Tungkol sa Pagkain ni A.L.S.

since1972 — Thu, 27 Oct 2011 01:43:55 -0400

Ang hangin

Pag ito ay sinaing

busog ang taong kumain.

Mula sa wala,

May binasa,

at marunong na!

Ayon sa libro,

ang pagkain ay para kay Billy Boy.

Pero pag kumain,

dapat may inumin,

tulad ng soy milk.

What the...?

since1972 — Thu, 27 Oct 2011 01:36:52 -0400

When I saw the 3 crescent moons above me, I knew I wasn’t in San Francisco anymore. While I was lying down, I noticed the tall grass surrounding me was actually cattails (plant). I sighed. Night time is so beautiful. Black, dark, and usually peaceful. I heard a noise, a rustle, but not very loud since there was a breeze. I stood up in fighting position, sword in hand. Then to my left corner, a jet black tail shot up, and started swishing left to right. I tilted my head in wonder.

“Strange..” I said.

Then, an army of cats popped up all around me and I realized that that the reason the cattails kept moving with the wind wasn’t the wind at all! It was because they were real cattails!

The dim light of the 3 moons made the colors look black or silver or greenish. “Nice camo.” I thought. Then almost all at the same time, all the cats pounced on me, and very effectively pinned me down! “Ah, phweh! ogh!” These cats are heavy, I thought. A lot of their paws were starting to get into my mouth. They were stepping on me.

“I guess my purple shirt and black jeans and black high top sneakers were all kinda ripped. Then, a man with a black cloak covering his face, head, and body stepped toward me her. He snapped his fingers and all the cats as one jumped away from her and formed a circle around them. The strange man helped Sarah - I mean me - up. Strange that I sometimes call myself by my name instead of “me” or “I”.

“Red hair, goldish green eyes…Sarah, is that you?” the voice was the voice of a teen aged boy her age. ”Is that you, Jason?” I asked. ”Yes…” he said reluctantly. Jason pulled the hood of his black cloak back to reveal the messy, long brown hair of a surfer, and sea green eyes. ”As good looking as ever.” I said. Jason bowed. “As do you, your grace.” he said.

“I told you, don’t call me that. I ran away from being a princess’ life, remember?” I told him. Jason blushed, I laughed; he was always so funny in his own way.

-by G.P.G

Untitled Poem 1 by M.Y.

since1972 — Wed, 12 Oct 2011 00:03:00 -0400

When I see the rain I ask why it falls

It’s as if the Earth is giving it calls.

Woah, it’s pretty odd how the sun shines

It does seem as bright as an explosion of mines.

-10.11.11

"About Mikko" by A.L.S.

since1972 — Tue, 11 Oct 2011 02:32:00 -0400

I consider Mikko as family because he is my best friend and we practically grew up together .We always stood by each other in rough times. My heart broke into seven pieces when he left. All of it was sad. The way he got into the trycicle was sad .The way he sadly looked at me and one sad sad word: ‘’goodbye’’ I will never forget that day when he left me standing there…alone

9.15.11

"Itong Aking Pusa" ni A.A.P.

since1972 — Tue, 11 Oct 2011 02:30:00 -0400

Meron akong pusa, munting – munti

Pinapakain sa umaga at sa gabi.

Ang kanyang mga mata ay Kulay luntian

Pusa ko’y hindi pumupunta ng Ati – atihan.

Hindi siya nang aaway sa aking aso,

Pero sinasabi niya na ito’y mabaho.

10.11.11

Untitled Short Story 2 by C.J.T.P.

since1972 — Thu, 06 Oct 2011 23:55:12 -0400

Overheard through the door of the detention room.

“Confess.”

“Ma’am, I didn’t do it!”

“You were the only one with a ripped page in your book.”

“I was hungry!”

“Oh really? I don’t believe you.”

“Please ma’am! I’m telling the truth.”

“I have no choice (muffled sound) but to get rid of you.”

*BANG! BANG!*

"The Adventures of Bally" by A.L.S.

since1972 — Thu, 06 Oct 2011 23:26:33 -0400

One day, a boy was playing with a toy. He was just a ball with eyes. They boy was very happy to play and the toy was very happy to be played with. But alas! As the boy grew up and the toy was less played with. Until at the dreaded moment of puberty when the boy did not play with him anymore. Then the toy was thrown into the attic.

“I was very sad” said the toy.

There was a blizzard! All he heard through the monster blizzard was a scream. For some reason it sounded familiar. Then it hit him. It was his master. A certain determination suddenly overwhelmed him. The determination to save his master. He quickly pushed the window open by rolling. The moment it opened, Bally got blown back to the wall. “No! I have to save my master!” And with that, he rolled to the window and fell. Luckily, the snow broke his fall. As he fell, he saw his master’s head sticking out of a mountain of snow. He quickly went to his master. His master looked like he was in pain. He looked around and nearby there was a stick and a rock. He rolled toward the rock and pushed it at the snow. Nothing happened. He suddenly had an idea and he quickly went to the attic again through the front door. He found it! A lighter. He quickly rolled and pushed it out of the window. He went to the garage and got the bottle of gasoline and got it out.

First, he pushed the bottle so it spilled. The hi lit the lighter and the flames suddenly bounded in front of him. The mountain of ice melted in seconds. The master got out. Bally said “Yey!” until the flames devoured him and his last sight was the flames dancing around him.