Sunday 7 October 2007
Thursday 4 October 2007
Stupidity Test.Woohoo.
[if you get below 18,you're not that stupid]
[ ] Gum has fallen out of your mouth when you were talking.
[ ] Gum has fallen out of your mouth when you were NOT talking.
[ ] You have ran into a glass/screen door.
[ ]You have jumped out of a moving vehicle.
[x] You have thought of something funny and laughed, then people gave you weird looks.
total=1
[ ] You have ran into a tree.
[ ] It Is possible to lick your elbow
[x] You just tried to lick your elbow.
[ ] You never knew that the Alphabet and Twinkle Twinkle Little Star have the same rhythm.
[ ] You just tried to sing them.
[ ] You have tripped on your shoelace and fallen.
[ ] You have choked on your own spit.
[ ]You have seen the the Matrix and still don’t get it.
[ ] You didn’t notice that in the last question “the” was spelled twice (it wasn't. O.o)
[x] You just looked at it.
[x]People have called you slow.(in jokes)
total = 3
[ ] You have accidentally caught something on fire
[ ] You tried to drink out of a straw, but it went into your nose/eyes/cheek.
[ ] You have caught yourself drooling.
[x] You’ve fallen asleep in class (this is not stupidity.)
[ ] If someone says “fart” you laugh.
[ ] You just laughed.
total = 1
[x] Sometimes you just stop thinking (kasi minsan nakakapagod din kapag ikaw lang ang nag-iisip noh.)
[x] You tell a story and forget what you were talking about
[ ] People are often shaking their heads and walking away from you
[ ]You are often told to use your “inside voice”.
[ ]You use your fingers to do simple math.
total =2
[ ]You have eaten a bug.
[x]You are taking this test when you should be doing something important (actually,basta.)
[ ] You have put your clothes on backwards or inside out, and didn’t realize it
[x] You’ve looked all over for something and realized it was in your hand or pocket
total = 2
[ ] You sometimes post bulletins because you are scared that what they say will happen to you if you don’t even when you know it won’t happen to you.
[ ] You break a lot of things.
[ ] Your friends know not to use big words around you
[ ] You sometimes tilt your head when you’re confused
[ ] You have fallen out of your chair before
[x] When you’re laying in bed, you try to find pictures in the texture of the ceiling (again,i don't think this is stupidity.)
total =1
TOTAL: 10. alam na natin.hahaha.
"Ang Paglilitis ni Mang Serapio" as interpreted by me
[Filipino3 requirement,yet again. Scenario: binigyan kami ni Sir Santi ng set of pictures.The pictures actually constitute a story.Pero he gave us the liberty of arranging the pictures in such a way that it will show a good story.Turns out that the pictures are scenes from "Paglilitis ni Mang Serapio".Syempre di ko pa alam yun nung ginawa namin ang requirement na ito.Pero ngayon alam ko na,na-amaze ako.Nagawan ko na pala ng,somehow,ibang version ang Mang Serapio.Hehe.]
VENTURA, Razel B.
Hulyo 26, 2005
III-Potassium
Ang kahirapan ay ang punong dahilan na nag-uudyok sa mga tao na gumawa ng mga bagay na hindi maganda upang mabuhay lamang. Isa na dito ay ang mga mapansamantala at walang pusong sindikato, tulad ng Mapia. Ang Mapia ay ang sindikato na nananamantala sa kamangmangan at kahinaan ng mga mahihirap. Pinagpapalimos nila o di kaya’y pinagnanakaw ang mga kasapi nito.
Si Timothy ay isa sa mga daan-daang biktima ng Mapia. Sa umaga ay nagtatrabaho siya para sa Mapia, ngunit sa pagsapit ng gabi ay sa munting barung-barong ang hantungan, kasama ang kaibigan niyang manika na si Maisie. Si Maisie lamang ang takbuhan ni Timothy at hingahan ng mga hinanakit. Si Maisie lamang ang saksi sa mga paghihirap ni Timothy at mga sakit na nadarama.
Isang gabi, kausap ni Timothy ang manika niyang si Maisie. "Maisie, kilala mo naman si Rafael diba? Siya yung pinuno ng Mapia. Alam mo bang napakalupit niya! Lagi niya na lang kaming pinapahirapan. Kanina ba nama’y may ipinabugbog siya sa kanyang mga tauhan dahil kulang lamang ng limang piso ang ambag niya." Lingid sa kaalaman ni Timothy, may dalawang tauhan si Rafael na lihim na nakikinig sa labas ng kanyang barung-barong. At ang mga sumunod na nangyari ay mabilis na naganap at hindi halos namalayan ni Timothy. Sa isang iglap, natagpuan niya na lamang ang kanyang sarili na nakagapos at kinakaladkad ng mga tauhan ni Rafael patungo sa kanilang amo.
Pagdating sa lungga ng Mapia, ibinigay ng mga tauhan si Timothy kay Rafael, kasama ang isang munting kahon. "Ano ang ibig sabihin nito?", wika ng galit na Rafael. "Nahuli po namin ang mangmang na ito na nagrereklamo sa kanyang manika ng mga kasamaan mo daw. Kung kaya’t siya’y aming dinakip.", paliwanag ng tauhan. "At ang manika?", tanong pang muli ni Rafael. "Siya po naming inilagay sa kahon", sagot ng tauhan. Hinarap ni Rafael si Timothy, at saka nagtanong:
"Totoo ba ang sinabi ng mga tauhan ko?"
"Hindi po", takot na sagot ni Timothy.
"Umamin ka na, totoo ba?"
"Hindi po talaga!"
"Siguro nama’y alam mo na mahigpit na ipinagbabawal sa Mapia ang pagrereklamo."
"Opo."
"Ngayon, nilabag mo ba ang batas na ito?"
"Hindi po."
"Hindi ka aamin? Pwes, mga tauhan alam niyo na ang gagawin ninyo sa napakagandang manika ng mangmang na ito!"
Ibinigay ni Rafael si Maisie sa mga tauhan niya. Pinagpasa-pasahan nila si Maisie, habang pilit na nagmamakaawa si Timothy. "Tama na, tama na! Wala siyang kasalanan! Ako ang lumabag sa batas! Ako po ang nagreklamo! Walang kinalaman si Maisie. Utang na loob." "Mangmang ka nga, ipagpapalit mo ang sarili mo sa isang manika", kutya pa ni Rafael. "at dahil sa kamangmangan mong iyan at paglabag na rin sa batas ng Mapia, alam mo ba ang magiging kapalit? Ang mga mata mo! Upang hindi mo na uli makita ang minamahal mong Maisie! Hahahahaha!".
At tinanggal nga ang mga mata ni Timothy.
Ibang Pananaw sa Simulain ni Adan at Eba.
[Ang scenario: Pinakitaan kami ng litrato ni Sir Santi: Lalaki at babae sa loob ng kabibiyak lang na kawayan. Mga simulain ni Adan at Eba, ika nga.Tapos kailangan namin gawan ng istorya na kaiba sa current stories na .]
Ventura, Ivy Razel B.
III-Potassium
Hindi na Kailangan ng Kawayan
Sa pagsilay ng araw sa bagong umaga, normal naman ang lahat—ang ibon ay maligayang humuhuni habang sumasabay ang mga halaman at kawayan sa saliw ng pag-ihip ng hangin. Ang himpapawid ay napapalamutian ng mga puting-puting ulap na animo’y malalambot na bola ng bulak. Maaliwalas ang kalangitan at payapa ang kapaligiran. Lahat ay normal maliban sa mahiwagang kawayang tila atat nang mabuksan.
Crack.
Unti-unti na ngang nabibiyak ang kawayan. At nang tuluyan na itong mahati sa gitna, nalantad ang dalawang nilalang na kaiba sa mga hayop at halamang nakapaligid sa kanila. Ang isa ay may mahabang buhok, balingkinitang katawan at may makaagaw-pansing kagandahan. Babae ang tawag sa kanya. Ang kanyang kasama ay may maikling buhok at matipunong pangangatawan. Lalaki naman ang tawag sa kanya.
Si Lalaki at Babae ay kapwa hubad, ngunit parang ‘di nila ito alintana. Tila ba nakikisabay lang sila sa nakaaaliw na ritmo ng kalikasan na wari bang matagal na silang kabilang dito. ‘Di man bakas sa kanilang mga mukha ang pag-aalala, hindi lingid sa kanila ang responsibilidad na dapat nilang gampanan—ang pag-aalaga sa lahat ng nakapaligid sa kanila.
‘Di magtatagal ay babalik din sina Babae at Lalaki sa lupa, gaya ng mga anak, at kaanak-anakan ng mga anak nila. Hanggang makarating sa kasalukuyang salinlahi ang responsibilidad nila. Kasulukuyang salinlahi? Oo, tayo ‘yun. Nasa ating mga kamay ang tadhana ng bawat nilalang dito sa ‘ting mundo. Nasa atin ang hamon ng ipagpatuloy ang nasimulan na nina Babae at Lalaki, at itama ang mga pagkakamali ng mga naunang salinlahi.
Siguro naman ay hindi natin kailangan pang magmula sa kawayan para malaman ang pangangailangan ng ating kalikasan. Kusa at paninindigan lang ang kailangan upang magampanan ang ating tungkulin bilang mga tagapagbantay.
What it feels like,visiting children with cancer.
[This is my reaction paper,SocSci3 pa rin re: an outreach program for children cancer patients.]
K29 January 12, 2006
VENTURA, Ivy Razel B.
III-Potassium
Reaction Paper:
Outreach Program to the National Orthopedic Center
As part of our curriculum in our Social Science 3 class, we had an outreach program to child cancer patients in Kythe-affiliate hospitals. I was assigned to the children’s ward of the National Orthopedic Center (NOC), which I visited last January 06, along with other batchmates.
From a letter dated December 16, 2005, the Social Science 3 teachers wrote, "The objective [of the outreach program] is for our students to become aware of the plight of our pediatric patients in government hospitals, experience interacting with these patients, and hopefully realize how much they (our students) can be of help to society."
When we came back to school last January 03, 2006, the whole batch were gathered in the 3rd floor auditorium, then the SocSci teachers asked us to watch a film about the life of Mother Teresa. In that film, I saw how depressing it was to work with all patients. But I later on proved that whatever I saw in the film was nothing compared to the feeling during the actual situation.
The night before our trip to NOC, I devoted the time to pray a lot. I went to a vigil and asked before the Blessed Sacrament the strength to face those children and take care of them. I prayed so hard I only had two hours of sleep.
On our way to NOC, I kept on reading and rereading the do’s and don’ts handed to us weeks before. I wasn’t really feeling that well, like I’m going to throw up. Good thing I felt better later on.
When we arrived at the Orthopedic Center, the first thing we noticed is the crowded place. And when we reached the children’s ward, I was disheartened. The heat ruled over the jam-packed ward, an unpleasant smell hung unto the air. And we’ve noticed that the only air-conditioned place in the hospital was the place where the toys were kept.
In the hospital, we were again given a few more reminders. Then, we were finally introduced to the child we’re supposed to take care of.
My first patient was Trisha, who has a cancer of the bones. For the first time in my life, I found it hard to start a conversation. Maybe because I had to be extra conscious of the words that would come out of my mouth, since I’m dealing with a cancer patient. Therefore, I started by asking her if she wanted to play Chinese Checkers. Alas, I realized that I don’t know how to play the game, and I don’t even understand the instructions. So, instead, we read a book together. The book was entitled, "Five Minutes of Silence". Unfortunately, I also didn’t understand the book. Then, I saw something under her pillows—a Bible. And I gave her a prayer card of St. Josemaria Escriva de Balaguer.
The next thing we did was to color a coloring book. While we were coloring, she mentioned that her favorite game is Chinese Garter. And then I realized that her left leg was already amputated. I felt very bad for her.
Later on, she stopped coloring. She said she felt pain. And I guess, that could’ve been obvious because there’s a lot of blood drops in her bed cover.
Her aunt told me that she just had her chemotherapy the day before. Her aunt also added that eleven-yr old Trisha had already undergone two sessions of chemotherapy and still has to undergo four more. Each chemotherapy session costs 12, 000 pesos and they don’t have the money to support the treatments.
Trisha refused to talk to me all along. So I asked the doctor handling us to give me another patient to take care of so Trisha can rest.
My next patient was, coincidentally, named Raizel. She was crying hard, and I didn’t have to wonder why—her right leg is pierced by two extra large needles. But she immediately stopped crying when I was introduced to her.
Unlike Trisha, Raizel was very energetic despite her "piercings". I really enjoyed my 15 minutes with her. And as a remembrance, I gave her my favorite necklace with a pendant "R". Before we left, she asked me if I’ll return again to visit her. With a heavy heart, I answered her question, "I’ll try, but I can’t promise."
When we returned here in Pisay, we had almost an hour to have lunch. I had mine, but as I was eating, I realized I can’t taste the food I’m eating. I can still smell the blood, see seven-yr old Raizel’s piercings and hear the screams of pain of one young boy in the ward. I barely felt the food enter my stomach.
Then, we had a debriefing afterwards. But I suppose that the debriefing wasn’t effective enough because what we did was merely sharing. How can sharing erase those traumatic scenes in our minds?
Generally, the outreach was a success because the goals of our SocSci teachers were attained, and most of all, the smiles we left in the faces of those kids are simply priceless. I just hope we had a better debriefing. But for now, all I’m looking forward to is coming back in the hospital to visit Trisha and Raizel again.
More about love..Love as a value/virtue.
[SocSci3 requirement naman.Under Ma'am Ivy Samala.Ü Ang tanong,"What are the values by which people should live?"]
VENTURA, Ivy Razel B. III-Potassium
Imagine
"So faith, hope, love remain, these three; but the greatest of this is love."
Thus says 1Corinthians13:13—one of my favorite verses in the Holy Bible. It was the first thing that popped into my mind when I saw the question, "What are the values by which people should live?". As I was making this essay, some insisted that love is not a value. True, it’s not a value, it’s a virtue—a theological virtue, to be exact. But how do we define a virtue? According to my Values Education 1, virtues are habitual values. So, in essence, love is still a value, same goes with faith and hope.
Why love? Even the first time I heard this verses, it already touched me. Hence, I pondered the deeper meaning of these words. "And the greatest…is love". It’s been said that in a temporal perspective, love will remain even when faith has yielded to sight and hope to possession. And I came to realize that everything will be nothing if there is no love. But anything could mean everything with love. St. Paul once emphasized that "neither tongues, nor prophecy, knowledge, or faith, nor even self-sacrifice has value unless informed by love."
In my opinion, the only value by which people should live is love. Why? Simple, if you know how to love, all the other values will come out naturally. I believe that love is the core of all values. If there is only love right now, then the world will be peaceful. There won’t be political and economic crises, racial discrimination, tribal wars, moral degeneration, religious barriers, murder, rape, abortion, graft and corruption, illegal logging, alcoholism, drug addiction, prostitution, pornography, slavery, illiteracy and poverty anymore.
Yes, I may sound a bit of a fool for trying to advertise love as if it’s a commercially-available product. But you try to think of it, yourself. Imagine. What could the world be if everyone lives by the value of love? Me, I imagine mountains full of trees, clear oceans, fresher air to breathe, more animals, educational buildings instead of prison wards and rehabilitation centers, slum-free land, children in school instead of selling in the streets, children sniffing the scent of flowers instead of sniffing rugby, children drinking warm milk along with fresh chocolate cookies instead of taking alcohol and pulutan, teens reading educational or informative books instead of "triple X" magazines, men as industrious fathers instead of abusive ones, women as mothers of homes not whores of streets, people in harmony, unity…peace.
These things may sound impossible, even ridiculous. They could be. But then again. Think this second time. Is it really impossible? The answer resides in the depths of our hearts; it always did, waiting to be sought for. It’s just up to us to seek for it.
"If I have all faith so as to move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. If I give away everything I own, and if I hand my body over so that I may boast but do not have love, I gain nothing. Love is patient, love is kind. It is not jealous, [love] is not pompous, it is not inflated, it is not rude, it does not seek its own interests, it is not quick-tempered, it does not brood over injury, it does not rejoice over wrongdoing but rejoices with the truth. It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails." (1Corinthians13:2-8)
"What the world needs now is love..sweet love." Ü
[I like this.This is a compilation of the answers of former SS-LL (Science Scholar/Lagablab) )Club applicants.Love is in the air!]
"Love is no longer found in relationships; relationships are found in love."
-Gian Karlo Dapul, I-Opal
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"Everyone experiences love, but only one thing should be remembered: Learn to love yourself before you love others."
-Arnold Nava, I-Jade
*************
"Love for someone is something special and eternal."
-Celina Daia Yap, I-Eme
*************
"Love is being unselfish. Those who have courage to love must have courage to suffer."
-Celina Gonzalez, I-Dia
*************
"Love is mysterious. It
can make the greatest enemies be close friends. And with love, anyone can be [the] happiest person in the universe."-Jay Fidelino, II-Champaca
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"Love is not just an emotion, but a commitment—one which life is centered around, because life without love isn’t life, it is just an empty existence."
-Jeanne Louise Cruz, II-Ilang2
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"Love is something we can never really comprehend, and everything we have to say about it barely scratches the surface. Love is one of those things that are better felt than studied."
-Mary Kathleen Loyola, I-Sapphire
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"Love cannot be explained; neither can it be written down. Love is not taught, love is not learned. Love is felt."
-Michael Serquina, I-Sapphire
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"[Love] cannot be bought by money."
-Ingrid Anne Tambis, I-Sapphire
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"Love is the root of all emotions."
-Therene Timbang, I-Ruby
-Erin Bello, I-Opal
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"Love powers man
Love moves mountains
A world without love,
is a world without life."
-August Emmanuel Florese, I-Opal
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The Economics of Child-Bearing and Raising
WANTED: Sons and Daughters
By Ivy Razel B. Ventura
"Maaaring ako’y mali ngunit sinasabi kong ang pinakawalang-halagang pamumuhunan ng isang tao ay ang pag-aanak, pagpapaaral at pagpapalaki ng bata, sapagkat bihira sa mga anak, kung mayroon man, ang nagbabalik ng utang sa pagpapakasakit ng magulang…"
-La Loba Negra
Maynila, 18 Hulyo 1869
Jose A. Burgos
("I may be wrong, but I tell you, the most worthless investment of a person is to have, educate, and raise a child, for it’s seldom for a child, if any, to return his parents’ sacrifices…
-La Loba Negra (The Black Dog)
Manila, 18 July 1869
Jose A. Burgos
When a child reaches the legal age, 18, independence is the game—he is his own responsibility—or for Western countries at least. Here in the Philippines, "18 years old" has a different definition. It’s the start of ultimate freedom. Freedom for alcohol, cigarettes, clubs, cabarette bars, marriage, and prison accommodation among many other things.
Independence is quite an alien household term in our country. No matter how old someone is, he is still welcome to live in the house of his parents. Married couples living with an intermediate family is also not an unusual event. These things have something to do with the Filipinos’ concept of family.
We, Filipinos, value family more than anything else. That’s why even if we’ve adapted a lot of Western customs, the independence-at-18 issue was never absorbed by most of us.
Another difference between the Western ways and Pinoy culture is the mindset on raising a child. For most Filipino parents, having children is a personal investment. Theoretically speaking, more children means more income generation and more people expected to take care of you when you grow old. If this must be the case, then neither homes for the aged nor the home shopping network would be progressive.
However, this is not the general case. In addition, the unemployment rate here in our country continues to rise as the literacy rate falls. More and more children are becoming uneducated. Consequently, there is a big accumulation of unemployed people here in our country, and the great poverty reigns the atmosphere.
Though the government must play the main role in solving this recurring problem, the citizens are also to blame. Well, for one, since time immemorial, the government can’t be trusted for initiating progress in our country, and we all know this for sure. As much as possible, the initiative must come from the citizens, since there’s nobody else expected to care for this country save its inhabitants.
More and more babies are born everyday, but the question is what can they do for this country. On a personal point of view, it’s annoying that many couples keep on producing offspring they cannot support anymore. I don’t have a problem with parents with a dozen of kids as long as each of them are fed, and educated. But just to contribute to the unmanageable overpopulation in the Philippines is a different case. Many children’s lives are wasted because of poverty. Is this the government’s fault? Yes. But this, as well, is the full responsibility of the parents.
Raising and educating a child may not be that efficient, since you cannot instill life-long values in them overnight. It takes years of hard labor before the fruit starts to grow. But is this a worthy investment? After giving much thought to this question, the best answer I can get is, "It depends". Depends on what? The parents’ point of view.
For the nth time, effectivity is meeting your set goals regardless of time. The main focus is the product, not the time nor money investments. Contrary to Father Burgos’ account, the welfare of the majority must be kept in mind instead of returning the parents’ sacrifices. The parents’ must seek to raise a child that will eventually be a functional citizen and asset of the country. Considering the country’s current situation, if most of the parents would care to think this way, then having, educating, and raising a child may not be a worthless investment after all.#
[This is an Econ (SocSci4) requirement under Sir Vlad.Para ito sa aming magazine.Woohoo.And,personally,this is one of my favorite essays.Ü]
Superhero for a day. Ü
[Another English4 requirement.We had to choose one superhero we'd love to assimilate even for just a day.]
E25
23 November 2006
Ventura, Ivy Razel B.
IV-Electron
Impossible is Nothing
Superman. Wonderwoman. Spiderman. Catwoman. Superheroes.
Superhero is the term used to describe a person who usually has extraordinary powers, also known as superpowers, and extraordinary enemies who are ever ready to pursue world domination at all costs.
These superheroes typically wear either a cape, a mask, a brief worn over tights, a belt around the brief, or a combination of those. Moreover, they usually hide their real names and their identity.
Superman. Wonderwoman. Spiderman. Catwoman.
Personally, I do not like my superhero in a cape because I think there’s no point for having one—aside, of course, from the fact that it looks goods as the hero flies. Weird costumes also do not appeal to my taste. I mean, do superheroes really have to match their superpowers with a horrible fashion sense? I don’t think so.
One superhero rose above the rest and caught my attention. Given the opportunity, I would want to be her, even for just a day.
Ever since I have entered Pisay, I barely had the time to watch television programs. Consequently, I am not familiar with cartoon shows. However, as I was scanning through the channels of the cable network, I decided to settle with the Disney channel.
VILLAIN: "It’s impossible!"
HEROINE: "No, it’s Kim Possible."
Kim Possible…sounds interesting, I thought.
Who is Kim Possible, anyway?
Kim Possible is just a normal kid with very amazing defense skills. She does not have superpowers, as most superheroes do. So what qualifies her to become a superhero? Her skills and unfaltering courage, which help her face her supervillain enemies.
Kim Possible’s shuffling quite a business, too. She is an active student, a cheerleader, a daughter, a sister, an ever-dependable friend, and an awesome evil-stopper. Mind you, she dresses normally even if she is out for a mission, and she is not living a double life. I must say it runs in the blood.
Lately, I have thought that she would also pass for a role model. And if there is one thing that impressed me the most about her, it is how she showed that age isn’t a hindrance for anyone to start and make a change. After all, I realize that it really only takes a day to be this supergirl. I do not have to learn martial arts and other arts of defense, for, I believe, in my own way, making a change is possible.
WORD COUNT: 400
My own version of "A Modest Proposal". Ü
[This essay was a requirement for English4 nung highschool.Foreword lang: not for the light-hearted.Hehe."A Modest Proposal" ay isang literary work na pinabasa sa min dati.Search nyo na lang sa internet yung original text.Maikli lang yun e.Our English4 teacher,Sir Aghs,asked us to create our own "modest proposal" with no limits and boundaries except human cruelty.hehe.FYI: Sarcasm is the key. Ü]
E25
Date Due: February 20, 2007 Date Submitted: February 20, 2007
Ventura, Ivy Razel B.
IV-Electron
Put to Good Use: A Modest Proposal
"Are you proud of your president?"
Out of the blue, this question was raised by the Spanish interpreter my co-delegate requested for. I definitely know the answer, but it took me a while to find the guts to say it straight to the face of a foreigner.
"No," I finally said after he repeated his question for the second time.
I was relieved when my Mexican co-delegate answered the same without hesitation. We are both 16 and we both think that our country’s government is not worth being proud of. I don’t know his reason, but I’ll bet our president’s head that we have the same raison d'être—corruption.
Corruption is not nation-specific, it’s everywhere. It’s just that its most obvious manifestation is in the government. I don’t even care how Webster defines corruption, for me it’s a heinous crime that deserves Judecca. Now is the perfect time for justice to have its teeth and put an end to this insanity. Since the law doesn’t indicate appropriate measures to deal with corrupt pigs, I have a humble proposal.
Those who have been proven of corruption shall go to a nice 200°C hot bath in order to cleanse their body and temporarily soften their skin for easier chopping. The body shall be chopped into considerable parts, but all the blood must be saved as well as the internal organs. The internal organs will be osterized until fluid. The blood and osterized organs may be mixed with cement to make buildings stronger, since the funds are insufficient to make sturdy infrastructures.
We may now proceed with the remaining body parts. The skin, which is thick with greed, may be used as an alternative for leather. The flesh, on the other hand, may be fed to animals with tough digestive systems. I suggest the zoo animals such as the lion, tiger, crocodile, and their close relatives. We know that poultry animals are fed to these carnivores, but if we can feed them with corrupt officials’ flesh instead, then the poultry could be saved for the worthy humans.
The hair may be made into wigs for poor cancer patients. Or better yet, the hair may be arranged into brooms or feather dusters so that instead of producing synthetic fibers, the resources may be utilized for more necessary products.
"The good is oft interred with the bones," thus said Mark Antony, so maybe we can leave the bones to the felon’s family for them to weep over.
This proposed punishment applies to all levels of corruption. When will we ever learn that big things come from small packages? Well, I must repeat that this is just a proposal, in the mean time. But I am looking forward to its near implementation with the help of more concerned vigilante groups.
Word Count: 464
UP pics.
due to insistent public demand! [that's a lie.si Lei Infante lang talaga ang nag-request.hehe] una kong ipopost ang UP pics.hehe. Ü
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