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Prepared by:
VALDUEZA, HONEYLETTE
A.Y. 2021-2022
BACKGROUND OF THE AUTHOR AND HIS WRITING STYLE
Kurt Comendador is a Filipino writer based in General Santos City. He earned a
Bachelor of Arts in English Language Studies from Mindanao State University-General
Santos City and is currently enrolled in the Juris Doctor Program at the same
university's College of Law. In 2018, he was awarded his first writing fellowship at the
Davao Writers Workshop, as well as a Special Fellowship Grant from essayist Wilfredo
Pascual for the 3rd Nueva Ecija Personal Essay Writing Workshop. He was the Camp
Director of the first SOX Summer Writing Camp in 2019 and the Manuel E. Buenafe
Writing Fellow for the 26th Iligan National Writers Workshop.
He is a nonfiction writer and essayist, and the majority of his works were written
in narrative style, in which he used elements of storytelling such as plot, character,
setting, conflict, emotions, and a core message that he was attempting to convey to the
readers. Narrative writing can take many forms, but one thing is always true: the author
should take the reader on a journey with a beginning, middle, and end, which Mr.
Comendador has accomplished because he enjoys using his works to reflect on his life.
Most of his articles capture a certain event from his life, allowing him to express himself
and engage his audience on an emotional level. In order for his readers to think on their
lives and get anything from that experience, he wants to take them on a journey.
Plot 2- “I always say to myself that the longer the road, the more you get to see
things: lovely things, beautiful things; and even if you don’t wish for it, a few
horrifying things. There are things you wanna see again and there are things
you don’t wanna see in another lifetime. The more you see, the more you feel—
joy, loneliness, love, hatred, hope, romance, anger, contempt. The more you feel
emotions, the more you’ll feel alive.”
This story highlights the beauty of longer rides because the more great
things we can experience in life, even if we don’t seek them out, the
longer we ride along. Despite the distance, we experience more feelings
along the road, which makes us feel more alive and inspired to keep
going.
Plot 3- “There are times when I’ll feel heavy, slow, and powerless. That’s when
the road feels longer like it’s going to go on forever, without end, for an eternity.
Sometimes you’d get lost and there would be no time for looking: you only want
the ordeal to end. You’ll wish that you can go faster and faster. Then you realize
that it’s neither the road’s fault nor the method of going—you’re just heading to
the wrong destination. There are also moments when you’ll tread the road like
the monsoons: fast, fluidic, full of fervor. And when the road runs out, you’d still
want to go on.”
The author spoke of the times that the trip becomes heavier and slower,
making it seem like a protracted ride with no end, in which the plot shifts
to a depressing and unpleasant environment. The author also said that
even if we might get lost while traveling to our destinations, we shouldn’t
stop and try to find our way again.
Plot 4- “Sometimes, you’ll be on the road while keeping an eye out for
something. Sometimes you’ll see it, or feel that you did. Sometimes, that
something would be there, right in front of your eyes, then you’ll gonna have a
slight moment to decide what you’re going to do next, a split-second decision, a
few precious seconds at most. Whether you’ll slow down to have a better look, or
maybe a full stop perhaps just so you can actually print it on your mind, on your
memory, the value, or the lack thereof, of the moment.”
This plot demonstrates to the audience how unsure our choices may be
as we go through life. Sometimes on the road, we can see a better route
to take, which may cause us to second-guess whether to stick with our
original course or take the new course we believe is best for us.
Plot 6- “Inevitably, there would be some crossroads, plenty of them, really, and
you’ll have to decide whether you’ll keep following your current path or you’ll just
to let it go. Then, you’ll think about your destination. Always think about your
destination. It is the ultimate goal. But as long as you’re on the road, keep
looking, keep searching.”
Now that we have been introduced to the crossroads in our lives, the
author asks us to consider whether we should stay on our current course
or take a different one. Whatever we choose, the author added, we must
constantly consider our goals since, in the end, what we want is what
matters the most.
Plot 7- “The road is long and makes you weary. You either ride fast or you ride
slow. The truth is, everyone has their own speed; their own pace; their own ways
of going; and you don’t even have to compare with them. Everyone doesn’t have
the same destination. Some would arrive first, some later. Some would prefer a
shortcut, some would take the longer path. Rarely, others would emerge and
carve their own path.”
Now, it appears that the author is offering counsel and life lessons that
can be useful to us as we go. We shouldn’t compare our progress to that
of others because it could cloud our judgment because everyone moves
at a different pace toward their objectives. Instead, we ought to take our
time and concentrate on what we need to do in order to accomplish our
objectives and get where we’re going.
Imagery- The author’s use of imagery aided in the plot’s development. Writing
tangibly employing the five senses—sight, sound, taste, touch, and smell—is the
process of using language to evoke images in the reader’s imagination. In the
essay, we can see how the author makes the most of images like the long road,
the crossroads, and others to paint a picture in the readers’ thoughts, expand
their imaginations, and ultimately make his work more obvious by putting images
in our heads.
Sometimes, for some romantic reasons, I would choose the longer, slower route just to
look for nothing in particular. Sometimes, I’d be walking. Sometimes, I’d be riding on my
yellow scooter. Sometimes, I’d be alone. Sometimes, I’d be with somebody else.
I always say to myself that the longer the road, the more you get to see things: lovely
things, beautiful things; and even if you don’t wish for it, a few horrifying things. There
are things you wanna see again and there are things you don’t wanna see in another
lifetime. The more you see, the more you feel—joy, loneliness, love, hatred, hope,
romance, anger, contempt. The more you feel emotions, the more you’ll feel alive.
There are times when I'll feel heavy, slow, and powerless. That’s when the road feels
longer like it’s going to go on forever, without end, for an eternity. Sometimes you’d get
lost and there would be no time for looking: you only want the ordeal to end. You’ll wish
that you can go faster and faster. Then you realize that it’s neither the road’s fault nor
the method of going—you’re just heading to the wrong destination. There are also
moments when you’ll tread the road like the monsoons: fast, fluidic, full of fervor. And
when the road runs out, you’d still want to go on.
Sometimes, you’ll be on the road while keeping an eye out for something. Sometimes
you’ll see it, or feel that you did. Sometimes, that something would be there, right in
front of your eyes, then you’ll gonna have a slight moment to decide what you’re going
to do next, a split-second decision, a few precious seconds at most. Whether you’ll slow
down to have a better look, or maybe a full stop perhaps just so you can actually print it
on your mind, on your memory, the value, or the lack thereof, of the moment.
Inevitably, there would be some crossroads, plenty of them, really, and you’ll have to
decide whether you’ll keep following your current path or you’ll just to let it go. Then,
you’ll think about your destination. Always think about your destination. It is the ultimate
goal. But as long as you’re on the road, keep looking, keep searching.
The road is long and makes you weary. You either ride fast or you ride slow. The truth
is, everyone has their own speed; their own pace; their own ways of going; and you
don’t even have to compare with them. Everyone doesn’t have the same destination.
Some would arrive first, some later. Some would prefer a shortcut, some would take the
longer path. Rarely, others would emerge and carve their own path.