Isa akong malabong tao, snob, maarte, at umaarte.Masyado ako madaming pinagdadaanan para dagdagan pa.
basahin at magbasa nalang, dahil kung ano ang nakasulat ay siyang nalalaman. :)
Calling all playwrights! The Virgin Labfest, now on its 8th year is open for submissions of both one act and full-length play scripts. The Virgin Labfest is an annual festival of unpublished, unstaged, untried and untested works for theater held in June and July at the Cultural Center of the Philippines. This festival is a partnership project of the Writer’s Bloc, Inc., Tanghalang Pilipino, Inc. and the Cultural Center of the Philippines set from June 26 to July 8, 2012.
In the past seven years, the Virgin Labfest has distinguished itself by producing outstanding plays many of which have been recognized by the Palanca Awards for Literature. For the past three years, the one act play category has been dominated by Virgin Labfest works. In the performing arts, artists who took part in the Labfest has been recognized by the Aliw and the Gawad Buhay.
Works may be in Filipino, English or any Filipino dialect (with translations). Interested writers may submit their works to:
CLOTILDE GEALOGO-LUCERO
Performing Arts Division
Cultural Center of the Philippines
Roxas Boulevard, Pasay City
drama_ccp@yahoo.comor
RODY VERA
Chairman – Writer’s Bloc Inc.
rodyvera@gmail.comSubmission Deadline: March 31, 2012
Official entries will be announced first week of May 2011.
Hey you!
Did you make a FILM for your THESIS?
Or made a VIDEO for a PROJECT?
Or maybe, made a VIDEO with your friends just for fun?
Interested in entering in a competition?It’s your lucky day!
Join the Ateneo Video Open 13!
This is a great opportunity for you to exhibit your talent and passion for filmmaking!
Deadline of submission of entries is on January 27, 2012For inquiries, contact the AVO Team through ateneovideoopen13@yahoo.com.ph . You can also contact Will Fernandez at 09175358025 or Hanna Abdulrahman at 09178526145.
This is a little story about four people named Everybody, Somebody, Anybody, and Nobody.
There was an important job to be done and Everybody was sure that Somebody would do it.
Anybody could have done it, but Nobody did it.
Somebody got angry about that because it was Everybody’s job.
Everybody thought that Anybody could do it, but Nobody realized that Everybody wouldn’t do it.
It ended up that Everybody blamed Somebody when Nobody did what Anybody could have done
~ Anonymous
The Grandfather
A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and four-year-old grandson. The old man’s hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered. The family ate together at the table. But the elderly grandfather’s shaky hands and failing sight made eating difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor. When he grasped the glass, milk spilled on the tablecloth.
The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess. “We must do something about Grandfather,” said the son. “I’ve had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor.” So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner. There Grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner.
Since Grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl. When the family glanced in Grandfather’s direction, sometimes he had a tear in his eye as he sat alone.
Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food. The four-year-old watched it all in silence.
One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the floor. He asked the child sweetly, “What are you making?” Just as sweetly, the boy responded, “Oh, I am making a little bowl for you and Mama to eat your food in when I grow up.” The four-year-old smiled and went back to work.
The words so struck the parents that they were speechless. Then tears started to stream down their cheeks. Though no word was spoken, both knew what must be done. That evening the husband took Grandfather’s hand and gently led him back to the family table.
For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with the family. And for some reason, neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth soiled.
Children are remarkably perceptive. Their eyes observe, their ears listen, and their minds process the messages they absorb. If they see us patiently providing a happy home atmosphere for family members, they will imitate that attitude for the rest of their lives. The wise parent realises that every day the building blocks are being laid for the child’s future. Let’s be wise builders.
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