ENGLISH FAIR 2018

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List of Poems and Declamation Pieces

Pre-Elementary Department Intermediate Department

Little Pussy Cat

by Florita R. Matic A PIECE OF BREAD

I am a little cat It’s been long years of sufferings and now I stood at
They call me Pussy Cat the bar of justice with my pale young face. “Am I
This cute little cat guilty or not guilty?” It’s a question that always
Gives a lot of love lingers on my mind.

The love that I give “I will tell you just how it was. My father and
Brings real happiness mother were dead. My little brothers and sisters
Uncertainty and loneliness
were hungry and asked me for bread. At first, I
earned the bread by working hard all day. But
Are out of my interest
somehow, the times were hard and the work fell all
away. I could get no more work.”
Eagerness and excitement
 
Are the feelings I get
“That night, the weather was bitter cold and my
Each time I meet
little brothers and sisters were crying, shivering and
A new playmate craving for food. My brother and I hurriedly rushed
and asked a piece of bread from the saleslady but
Elementary Department she pushed me, scolded me for I am nothing but
jerk.
All Things Bright and Beautiful   
by Cecil Frances Alexander
So, I got a piece of bread and we ran away but …
Bang!
All things bright and beautiful,
 
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful, The gun went off and my brother fell dead.
The Lord God made them all.  
“Dino, …no…,Dino, don’t die.. here’s a piece of
Each little flower that opens, bread ..
Each little bird that sings,  
He made their glowing colors,
He made their tiny wings. I got it for you and our sisters… Please don’t die…
hu.hu.hu…”
The purple-headed mountain,  
The river running by, I dried my tears in a moment then looked at the
The sunset, and the morning, judge’s eyes. “Am I guilty for stealing a piece of
That brightens up the sky; bread?” “What about you? Are you not guilty for
The cold wind in the winter, killing my innocent brother?
The pleasant summer sun,  
The ripe fruits in the garden,
He made them every one. Everyone in the courtroom sprang theirs tears for
they knew that I spoke the truth. May God forgive
me for stealing a piece of bread.
He gave us eyes to see them,
And lips that we might tell,
How great is God Almighty,
Who has made all things well.

High School Department

 Desired Freedom

Psst…..
Come here! Yes, you! I want you. Don’t be scared, it’s just you and me now.
Besides, you’re already paid.
It’s 4am, and I’m walking pass the blinking lights of shattered freedom, trying to figure out my worth.
With eyes wide open, I can’t seem to think.
As I approach the sanctuary of guilt, my body just turned ice cold.
Psst…..
It’s that sound again. Please make it stop!
For the past 2 years that I’ve been doing this, nothing seems to make sense.
That musky scent that makes me shiver, suddenly covered the air.
I’m done for the day.
Looking back on the days when my soul was pure, I can’t help but smile.
I still remember the sweet memories of my younger days, when all that I have is free.
Oh, those were the days.
I guess the truth is, I can no longer go back.
But, did I really have that liberty?
I guess i did, cause it still hurts.
Psst….
It’s 4am, and I’m still here, trying to stop what I can’t.
I’m paid, yes I am.
This would suddenly end.
I’ll just close my eyes until it’s over.
At last, it is.
As I brush off the stains of a filthy life that doesn’t seem to get better, it just gets worse.
Sitting here with drops of water over my head, a series of unfortunate event flashed.
Starting to realize the mistakes that I’ve made, I closed my eyes.
It just gets worse. It really does.
And you’re telling me that it’s my fault?
How could you blame the judgment of an innocent soul who’s only wish is to love and be loved?
Do you think it’s easy to go through the day thinking that you’re soul is burning in every second?
You don’t know who I am, and what I’ve been through.
So, don’t say a word.
If only guidance was present in my past, it would’ve been different.
If only lessons were learned before mistakes were made, this wouldn’t be me.
I guess, I just have to deal with it.
Choice is nowhere to be found.
Psst….
It’s 4am, and I’m home, a totally different view.
I was just called. I guess I should go.
It’s 4am, and I’m here again.
Psst….
It’s that sound again.
-Mando