Thursday, October 21, 2010

Retep Nomsi

Well, this will be my first ever blog.

Maybe it will be better if I'll start everything with an introduction. (Hindi ba magdadalawang isip ka munang isawsaw sa tasa ang tinapay mo kung hindi ka sigurado kung kape ang laman nun o pinaitimang atsuete lang? LOL)

First of all, my complete name is Peter Frances Alfonso Simon. Ipinanganak ako sa lungsod ng Angeles and I am a pure Filipino. Born at September 9, 1994, doon sa malayong ospital ng AUF, believe it or not, (e naniniwala ako e), a LEGEND was born.

Sabi nila, hindi naman sa pagmamayabang, I am good daw at almost everything. :p Well, exclude art, totoo naman siguro yun. Hindi naman yung tipong alam ko ang lahat, pero i want to have a taste of almost everything. Masaklap man ang katotohanang hindi ako pinagpala when it comes to the art of the hand, i know that i can excel in the art of the heart. LOL

When it comes to academics, well, hindi naman ako napapag-iwanan. Leadership and social skills, nagkaroon din ako ng maribdibang pukpukan diyan since elem. Presentation art? I am not really inclined with music but i can make a name for myself when it comes to theater and acting. I love being in the show. Pero there are these two skills that i know i can excel. SPEAKING. WRITING.

SPEAKING.

Tandang tanda ko pa nung bata ako that i have these books for our reading subjects. Grade 2 yata ako nun. Kakabili lang ng books ko from the coop store ng school noon. If i am not mistaken, Binhi ang title nung Fili at "Fun in Reading" naman yung sa English. Fresh from the plastic bag (kahalo pa ng bagong set ko ng crayola , monggol, at pad papers with notebooks), kinuha ko at dumapa ako sa kama. Binuksan ko yung mga books and then yun, BOOM! I started reading it loud with a clear voice. Until now, hindi ko pa sure kung nagsitakbo yung mga aso sa labas when they heard me kasi yung kapatid ko nun tawa ng tawa. Well, since then, i liked reading books not for the sake of just knowing stories but also to hear my voice. (NOTE: kahit ganun, i never made it to singing, which is disappointing XD )

Grade 5 ako nun. There was an audition sa class namin kung sino ang pwedeng ilaban sa oratorical contest sa division contest sa Nutri Month Celeb. Tatlo kami nun. Ako, si Ruel, at si Romiel Pasion. Pinabasa sa amin yung first paragraph ng selection. We did as we are told to do. Sadly, hindi ako napili. Si Romiel. ><

Then, at the blink of an eye, ayun. Nagkasakit siya. Hindi daw siya pwede. Ako ung next choice. Panakip butas kung baga. E dahil excited ako nun, i memorized the piece within a single sunday. Amazed sa akin yung coach ko kasi daw ang bilis ko namemorize. Asus. Binola pa ko. Practice every now and then, practice sa skul after dismissal. Bahay. Skul. Bahay. School. Bahay. School. Bahay.

At dumating ang laban. Eye contact. Smile. Galaw galaw. Chest in stomach out. At syempre, self confidence with the right projection. Yan ang mga bagay na hindi ko makakalimutan na nagpanalo sa akin ng 2nd place sa contest na yun. Kahit second lang, I am still proud kasi until now, nadala ko ang talent ko na nakita lang sa pagiging panakip butas ko. And i regret of nothing.

Extempo nung grade 6. Champion. Radio broadcasting nung RSPC grade 6. Humakot ang Angeles ng 6 out of 8 awards yata nun, and i am a part of it. Tapos oration na naman nung first year ako. Champ. Aba, ang galing ng tsamba. 2nd year, nadiscover ako at sinabit sa debate team ng school. Extempo na naman sa pagdiriwang. Kinapos sa time. Kalaban ko ba naman e mga 4th year at mas malalaki sakin. Sino di kakabahan? LOL. hahaha. The next year, binawi ko! 2nd na ko! Tapos balagtasan division. Champion!

Ayoko na ng iba pa. Tama na ang mga iyon for the glimpse. Now you know how fond i am of speaking. Let me tell you what a good speaker is for me.

All of us are speakers. Kung hindi, pipe ka. Wala kang dila. If you can tell stories, share them. Sabi nga ni Beowulf, "RELEASE HIM. HE HAS A TALE TO TELL". History of man and of the world and of nations evolved from the tales of the tongue. Alam mo, kung hindi masipag kumatak ang mga ninuno natin noon, wala tayong alam na aswang, manananggal, o kapre sa mga panahong ito.

Kahit na mga kwentong kutsero lang ang mga iyon, they are still parts of our cultures and arts. Kaya kung madaldal ang katabi mo, wag mo siya pigilan dumaldal. As long as productive ang noise na ginagawa niya and he imparts knowledge, walang masama doon. As long na hindi siya nakakasakit sa salita niya, hayaan mo siya. Have fun. Live life. Talk and talk.

Lastly, being a good speaker is being a good listener and an experienced man. Bakit good listener? Kasi, alam niya ang pakiramdam ng kumatak ng parang tanga lang sa harapan na walang nakikinig. Para na siyang tanga sa kakadakdak, walang tengang handang bumukas para lamunin ang laman at lasa ng mensaheng ipinaaabot niya. Kung gusto mo matutong magsalita, makinig ka muna.

Believe it or not, sila ang maraming karanasan na sa buhay. Ano ang kwento nila? Di ba mostly mga bagay patungkol sa kanila? Why? This is because they know that telling stories of their own tales would vanquish, kahit konti man lang, the tragedies and pain that lies behind every story they hold. Words are said to be powerful. Totoo yun. It is because what comes hidden beyond their curtains are strong emotions.

Well, yan na muna for now. Speak your own tales dude.