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Timeline Week 2
Objectives
Apply the SRT on your own.
Gain awareness of the narrative writing style.
notebook, pen, and dictionary
Tools
1. Before you start with this, access and review your WIKI: The Reading Process and look for
Strategic Reading Technique.
3. Make sure to read the sample text in the WIKI and how Strategic Technique was applied using
the given template. You may also read the part about Reading Circles to guide your reading
process.
4. After these, apply SRT on the sample narrative text “Love in the Time of Instant Noodles”by
using the provided template below.
6. Now that you are done with SRT, determine which portions of the sample text directly
contribute to the narrative writing style by answering the questions below:
a. As read the narrative sample i get that the gist of this story is that don’t rush when it
comes to love because best thing in life comes unexpected. When you love someone
you need to go through commitments and condition be patience and remain faithful.
We were not friends in an instant. I can’t bear his smell after a typical
play day, and how he finds much happiness in torturing grasshoppers and
dragonflies. The feeling was mutual, though. He would later confess how he
despised my messy ponytail, crooked teeth, and geeky glasses. That was when
we were 7. Puberty came and made things much worse. We found new friends
in our new schools and barely talked with each other.
But one day, just like how Harry Potter got his letter from Hogwarts, just this one
ordinary day, things turned magical. We were together in our yard. He brought
some bread for merienda. “Masarap diyan, pancit canton,” I said, so I went to
the kitchen to showcase my three-minute expert cooking skills. We ate and
talked until it was time for dinner.
As I write this, my brain is being a hard drive, retrieving all the tiny details
about that day: the white-collared T-shirt he wore; the metal ring that was on his
thumb and not on his ring finger; and the highlight, our raucous laughter as we
read a love letter that was too grammatically incorrect, even MS Word would
give up spell-checking it.
The best things in life are indeed unexpected. That day, I knew that
something beautiful was beginning, and it was too beautiful that I didn’t want it
to end, so I willed it to be very slow, to savor every precious minute of it. To cut
everything short, after that day came many other days where we just felt so
comfortable and happy being with each other.
Our friendship, little by little, bloomed into love. But there were also
some setbacks. Our parents firmly ordered that we should graduate first. We
were that generation that could choose only whether to a) argue with parents
and leave the house permanently or b) shut up and follow orders. A was not
really an option, by the way.
So, at the time when our college friends were drinking their first tequila and
exchanging animated stories of their latest carnal adventures, we read our
textbooks and studied for our exams. I wrote essays and became anemic
shooting short films, while he tinkered with his calculator and cursed Calculus.
We did not totally understand our parents at the time, but looking back
now, I am glad we listened to them. 2010, we finally marched with our black
togas and got our diplomas, which were the passports so we could finally be
“legalized as a couple.” After graduating, we shared the stress of job hunting
and acing interviews until we landed our first jobs. It was a great period of
adjustment, but we managed.
Then came the joys of giving back to our parents, exploring new
restaurants to dine in, being able to buy stuff we wanted, lazy afternoons spent
at home playing scrabble or learning guitar together. All those years, we allowed
things to unfold on their own and learned to appreciate every moment. We “just
chilled,” as how kids of today put it. And how very beautiful it turned out to be.
Years later, pressure came from people who couldn’t contain themselves from
meddling in other people’s affairs. “Hindi pa ba kayo magpapakasal? Tagal niyo
na!” were the words we often heard toward our eighth year of being together.
We did not give in though, because we had already carefully laid out our future
plans.
And then, when the time was right, or so he thought, he kneeled and gave me a
ring. At that moment, I said “yes” in an instant, but it was a ‘yes’ built and
cemented by so many years of love, patience, hard work, and commitment. It
was not a spur-of-the-moment “yes” to be posted on Twitter, but a yes shared by
two people, a yes to a love to be kept alive.
Now that we are married, you guessed it, people are still rushing us, this time,
to have kids. But we still believe in living our lives one step at a time. There is
something unexplainably beautiful, even magical, in taking things slowly.
Jeniffer Rio Alagar is a freelance writer who finds it hard to write about herself. She is now
married to her childhood enemy, Chrisnell Alagar, who still claims until today that there was
‘gayuma’ placed in the pancit canton mentioned in this article.
This is an excerpt from: Alagar, Jeniffer Rio. “Love in the time of instant noodles.” Editorial.
Inquirer.net. 27 Jan. 2016. Web. 7 Sep. 2016. <http://opinion.inquirer.net/92382/love-in-the-
time-of-instant-noodles>.
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