I. The Isles of My Portfolio in Literature111
9. Eastern Visayas
10. Wstern mindanao
11. Northern mindanao
12. Southern Mindanao
13. Central Mindanao
14. CARAGA
15. CAR
16. ARMM
17. NCR
Monday, May 21, 2012
II. Students Outputs of E-Portfolio
1. Abarro, Rina
2. Apiado, Vina Mae
3. Armonio, Jaysar
4. Ballares, Charlene
5. Bismar, Kyrien Kaye
6. Castaneda, Grizzly
7. Castaneda, Mylene
8. Collantes, Maybelyn
9. Dayon, Sybelle Ann
10. Del Rosario, Zara Jean
11. Eliarda, Elieyzah Jhane
12. Fernandez, Desiree
13. Gabor, Pinky Mae
14. Iglesias, Melanie
15. Iwag, Cristine Joy
16. Jimenea, Monette
17. Lopez, Grace
18. Luig, Ian
19. Macailing, Geosalyn
20. Orbigo, Shena
21. Ramolete, Marcos
22. Rivera, Dianne Rose
23. Sibag, Marites
24. Soria, Mark
25. Sumulong, Jason
26. Tabilla, Charish
27. Tamesis, Aster Ivy
28. Tamonda, Cassandra
29. Tano, Shiela Mae
30. Traje, Lemuel
31. Vinluan, Felamae
III.Literature as a Platform in Education for Sustainable Development
Education for Sustainable Development provides not just a perfect platform for working with a range of international agendas; but also an opportunity to find synergies between groups of people who have been working towards the same goal under different labels. Often many educators get caught up with debates about whether their work should be identified as ‘Environmental Communication’, ‘Environmental Education’ or ‘Education for Sustainable Development’. The Decade provides a space for educators, including those involved in botanic gardens, to go beyond terminology differences and to concern themselves with how their work contributes to addressing local needs in the context of international goals. The driving force behind Education for Sustainable Development was the international community.
LITERATURE IS A PLATFORM IN EDUCATION FOR SUSTAINABLE DEVELOPMENT IN SUCH A WAY THAT WITHOUT THIS WE DON'T KNOW WHAT ARE WE AS FILIPINO PEOPLE AND WHAT ARE WE AFTER KNOWING ALL THAT COULD MAKE US A REAL FILIPINO. IN SOME SENSE AS A FILIPINO PEOPLE WE OUGHT FOR OUR FREEDOM AND FOR OUR COUNTRY AS WELL,WE ARE SO BLESS TO HAVE OUR OWN LITERATURE AND TO SHOW THE WORLD WHAT FILIPINO PEOPLE HAVE. I CAN RELATE LITERATURE FOR EDUCATION IT IS BECAUSE LITERATURE IS A VERY IMPORTANT THING NEED TO BE CHERISH BY INDIVIDUALS NOT ONLY WE NEED THIS FOR OUR STUDY BUT WE NEED THIS TO KNOW WHERE WE CAME FROM AND TO KNOW WHAT ARE WE. WE CAN TREASURE THIS FOR US TO SHOW AND TO SAY THE WORLD WHAT WE GOT.
Literature is a record of past history, it teaches us the values, ethics, culture, beliefs,custom of the Filipino. The values of Filipino's now a days is quietly change. If we have to give a important emphasis to our moral values such as pagmamano sa mga lolo at lola, pagsabi ng po at opo sa nakatatanda to us, Many Filipino women now a days Quietly liberated instead of mahinhin.
IV. Reflection in Literature
If the works of other playwrights and novelists are studied, the result will be similar: each work reflects the social, political, economic or religious situation of the society in which it is set. Literature is an imitation of human life and action; it is a reflection of the human society. Literature not only reflects the society but serves as a mirror in which members of the society can look at themselves and see the need for positive change.
The things that I have learned in Literature, is that all things is possible, when it comes to writing you can express the emotions, ideas, and feeling through poems, songs and etc. To make other feels what you want to share with them.
This paper is a review of the literature on reflection. The purpose was to unravel and make sense of the complex literature, and to identify the skills required to engage in reflection. An analysis of the literature revealed that differences between authors' accounts of reflective processes are largely those of terminology, detail and the extent to which these processes are arranged in a hierarchy. Key stages of reflection are identified and represented by a model. Skills required to engage in reflection were found to be implicit in the literature and these are identified. Methodological issues related to empirical literature are discussed. It is suggested that reflection is an important learning tool in professional education and that the skills required for reflection need to be developed in professional courses.
1.What is Poem-
Poem is an arrangement of words containing meaning and musicality. Most poems take the form of a series of lines separated into groups called stanzas. A poem can be rhyming or non rhyming, with a regular meter or a free flow of poly rhythms. There is debate over how a poem should be defined, but there is little doubt about its ability to set a mood.
In the Tree House at Night
(James L. Dickey)
And now the green household is dark.
The half-moon completely is shining
On the earth-lighted tops of the trees.
To be dead, a house must be still.
The floor and the walls wave me slowly;
I am deep in them over my head.
The needles and pine cones about me
The half-moon completely is shining
On the earth-lighted tops of the trees.
To be dead, a house must be still.
The floor and the walls wave me slowly;
I am deep in them over my head.
The needles and pine cones about me
Are full of small birds at their roundest,
Their fist without mercy gripping
Hard down through the tree to the roots
To sing back at light when they feel it.
We lie here like angels in bodies,
My brothers and I, one dead,
The other asleep from much living,
Their fist without mercy gripping
Hard down through the tree to the roots
To sing back at light when they feel it.
We lie here like angels in bodies,
My brothers and I, one dead,
The other asleep from much living,
In mid-air huddled beside me.
Dark climbed to us here as we climbed
Up the nails I have hammered all day
Through the sprained, comic rungs of the ladder
Of broom handles, crate slats, and laths
Foot by foot up the trunk to the branches
Where we came out at last over lakes
Dark climbed to us here as we climbed
Up the nails I have hammered all day
Through the sprained, comic rungs of the ladder
Of broom handles, crate slats, and laths
Foot by foot up the trunk to the branches
Where we came out at last over lakes
Of leaves, of fields disencumbered of earth
That move with the moves of the spirit.
Each nail that sustains us I set here;
Each nail in the house is now steadied
By my dead brother’s huge, freckled hand.
Through the years, he has pointed his hammer
Up into these limbs, and told us
That move with the moves of the spirit.
Each nail that sustains us I set here;
Each nail in the house is now steadied
By my dead brother’s huge, freckled hand.
Through the years, he has pointed his hammer
Up into these limbs, and told us
That we must ascend, and all lie here.
Step after step he has brought me,
Embracing the trunk as his body,
Shaking its limbs with my heartbeat,
Till the pine cones danced without wind
And fell from the branches like apples.
In the arm-slender forks of our dwelling
Step after step he has brought me,
Embracing the trunk as his body,
Shaking its limbs with my heartbeat,
Till the pine cones danced without wind
And fell from the branches like apples.
In the arm-slender forks of our dwelling
I breathe my live brother’s light hair.
The blanket around us becomes
As solid as stone, and it sways.
With all my heart, I close
The blue, timeless eye of my mind.
Wind springs, as my dead brother smiles
And touches the tree at the root;
The blanket around us becomes
As solid as stone, and it sways.
With all my heart, I close
The blue, timeless eye of my mind.
Wind springs, as my dead brother smiles
And touches the tree at the root;
A shudder of joy runs up
The trunk; the needles tingle;
One bird uncontrollably cries.
The wind changes round, and I stir
Within another’s life. Whose life?
Who is dead? Whose presence is living?
When may I fall strangely to earth,
The trunk; the needles tingle;
One bird uncontrollably cries.
The wind changes round, and I stir
Within another’s life. Whose life?
Who is dead? Whose presence is living?
When may I fall strangely to earth,
Who am nailed to this branch by a spirit?
Can two bodies make up a third?
To sing, must I feel the world’s light?
My green, graceful bones fill the air
With sleeping birds. Alone, alone
And with them I move gently.
I move at the heart of the world.
Can two bodies make up a third?
To sing, must I feel the world’s light?
My green, graceful bones fill the air
With sleeping birds. Alone, alone
And with them I move gently.
I move at the heart of the world.
A legend is a narrative that people tell as a true story. Sometimes the details
are difficult to confirm, but usually the story names people and identifies
locations. The person telling the story usually does not claim to be an
eyewitness to the events, but heard it from someone who knows someone who heard
it from someone who was really there... Legends often contain a moral or a
lesson and are told to uphold the values of the community. They often involve
supernatural or religious elements.
THE FIRST RAINBOW LEGEND
A long time ago, there was a farmer that had a small farm. One day he
realizes that one of the walls he built a couple of days ago keeps
getting knocked down by someone or something, tired of this happening he
decided to wait and catch the responsible.
One evening while he was in guard he heard something strange near
that wall, then he ran and surprises three star maidens. When they saw
the farmer they ran trying to escape, two were able to do it while one
was left behind. The farmer then got a hold of the star maiden and felt
in love with her, afraid that she would run away from him, he thinks in a
way to stop this from happening, which is hide her magical wings.
Time went by and the farmer and star maiden got married and were
blessed with the birth of a beautiful baby boy. They were happy for a
long time, until one day that in one of the star maiden's walk she found
her magical wings near their house. She then thinks on her sisters and
how much fun they use to have, and with this in mind she wears her wings
back and with her son next to her, she flew back to her sisters leaving
the farmer heart broken.
The gods saw this and felt pity for the tears of the farmer, so
they decided to build a way for him to climb to the sky and see his son
and wife, making a bridge of different colors.
Another version of the rainbow legend says that one day Bathala
planned a journey to Earth to visit his faithful people. He called his
children to bid them farewell. All of them came but Bighari, the Goddess
of Flowers.
Bathala, who valued promptness, became angry because this was not
the first time that Bighari missed their gathering. Thus, he banished
her from their heavenly kingdom.
Bighari, at that time, was at her garden on Earth. She wept
bitterly when she was told of her banishment. But she sought to cope
with her sorrow by causing her garden to bloom profusely.
The legend of the rainbow says that the people that used to live
around her garden grew to love her more and more for bringing beauty to
their lives. They resolved, after a time, to build her a bower so that
they could see her garden even from a long distance.
And so they built it, and decked it all over with colorful
blooms. Thereafter, whenever Bighari would travel, people would see her
colorful bower against the sky.
3. What is riddles ?
A riddle is a statement or question or phrase having a double or veiled meaning, put forth as a puzzles to be solved. Riddles are of two types: enigmas, which are problems generally expressed in metaphorical or allegorical language that require ingenuity and careful thinking for their solution, and conundrums, which are questions relying for their effects on punning in either the question or the answer.
3. What is riddles ?
A riddle is a statement or question or phrase having a double or veiled meaning, put forth as a puzzles to be solved. Riddles are of two types: enigmas, which are problems generally expressed in metaphorical or allegorical language that require ingenuity and careful thinking for their solution, and conundrums, which are questions relying for their effects on punning in either the question or the answer.
Riddles About Fruits
May isang prinsesa, nakaupo sa tasa. (A princess sitting in a cup)
Ate mo, ate ko, Ate ng lahat ng tao. (My sister, your sister, everyone's sister)
Hiyas na puso, kulay ginto, mabango kung amuyin, masarap kung kainin. (Shape like a heart, gold in color, sweet to smell and good to eat.)
Butong binalot ng bakal, bakal na binalot ng kristal. (Seed that is wrap in steel, steel that is wrap in crystal).
Nag tapis nang nag tapis nakalitaw ang bulbolis. (She wears a skirt, but you can still what is inside).
Aling pagkain sa mundo, ang nakalabas ang buto? (What fruit in the world that the seed is out?)
Heto na si Ingkong, nakaupo sa lusong. (Here comes Ingkong, sitting in a fish catcher.)
Nakatalikod na ang prinsesa, mukha niya'y nakaharap pa. (The princess is on her back, but her head is still facing us)
Balat niya'y berde, buto niya'y itim,laman niya'y pula, sino siya? (Her skin is green, her seed is black, her tissue is red, who is she?)
Kung tawagin nila'y santo, hindi naman milagroso. (He is called Saint, but with no miracle.)
Bahay ni Mang Pedro, punung-puno ng bato. (House of Pedro, full of stone)
Baboy sa pulo, ang balahibo ay pako. (An island pig with a hair as hard as a nail.)
Nanganak ang birhen, itinapon ang lampin. (The virgin gave birth, but throw the nappy)
Nakayuko ang reyna di nalalaglag ang korona. (The queen tilt her head but the crown did not fall)
May langit, may lupa, May tubig, walang isda. (There is a sky, there is soil, there is water, but no fish)
Kumpul-kumpol na uling, hayon at bibitin-bitin. (A bunch of charcoal, hanging here and there.)
Bunga na ay namumunga pa. (A fruit that still bears fruit)
Tiningnan nang tiningnan. Bago ito nginitian. (It was look twice before it smile)
Hindi prinsesa, hindi reyna. Bakit may korona? (Not a princess, not a queen, but wears a crown).
Isang magandang dalaga.‘Di mabilang ang mata. (A beautiful girl, you can't count her eyes)
Answers to the Riddles
Kasoy (Cashew)
Atis (Sugar Apple)
Mangga (Mango)
Lansones (Lanzones)
Mais (Corn)
Kasoy (Cashew)
Kasoy (Cashew)
Balimbing (Star Apple)
Pakwan (Watermelon)
Santol (Santol fruit)
Papaya (Pawpaw)
Langka (Jackfruit)
Saging (Banana)
Bayabas (Guava)
Niyog (Coconut)
Duhat (Black Plum)
Bunga
Mais (Corn)
Bayabas (Guava)
Pinya (Pineapple)
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