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Declamation Pieces

The document is a declamation piece written in Tagalog. It describes a narrator witnessing a confrontation between a mother and her adult daughter, in which the daughter yells at the mother to stop following her around. The narrator feels envy, as they no longer have a mother's love. The story then reflects on fond memories of being cared for by the narrator's mother as a child, and the pain of returning home one night to find her dead in the kitchen after ignoring her mother's warnings to stay home due to her illness. The narrator is left grieving the loss of their mother's love.

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Declamation Pieces

The document is a declamation piece written in Tagalog. It describes a narrator witnessing a confrontation between a mother and her adult daughter, in which the daughter yells at the mother to stop following her around. The narrator feels envy, as they no longer have a mother's love. The story then reflects on fond memories of being cared for by the narrator's mother as a child, and the pain of returning home one night to find her dead in the kitchen after ignoring her mother's warnings to stay home due to her illness. The narrator is left grieving the loss of their mother's love.

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DECLAMATION PIECE

(English)

“Our House Will Never Be a Home”


by
Rechie Ann V. Bebedor

“Kring-kring, kring-kring,kring-kring” the alarm clock ringing on my side. Suddenly, I heard my


mother’s voice “Ana, Ana wake up it’s already 9 am in the morning”, mother said.

“Here you are again waking me up, it’s been a week since you were here coming back in the
Philippines bagging my whole life into disaster. I wish you weren’t my mother, 10 years of abandoning
me? Then suddenly you came? What for? Ruining my life into mess?”

Knock, knock… a sweet voice came out as the door open “Ana, Ana my dear you’re late, aren’t
you supposed in the school by this time?”

I remember when I was young so witty but pretty. My mother used to play piano, and I sing and
sing as my father lift me up. I was ten years… a long darkened side of my life. I heard a Bang, bang,
bang, bang, a gun. Yes a gun… blag as I raise my eyes I saw him lying on the floor. Red red red , a blood ,
yes a blood running from my father’s lifeless body, my father died because of her , because of her…

Our house will never be a home, it’s been five months when I was here, hahahaha. Hahahaha. I
was on mental institution. Bang, bang, bang, bang countless shots coming from a gun, I raise my head
and look on the floor, I saw my mother lying on the floor together with her fresh blood! Yes! I kill her. I
kill my own mother hahahaha, hahahaha… tear… tears… suddenly fell on my eyes… What for? Aren’t I
am happy now I kill her, she kill him. I am left behind in a house that will never be a home.
DECLAMATION PIECE
(Tagalog)

“Nawalang Pagmamahal”
ni
Rechie Ann V. Bebedor

Ako’y nagmamasid. Lakad dito’t paroon. Napahinto! Nang ako’y makakita ng mag ina. Ang
bata’y sinisigawan at tinuturo turo pa ang isang matandang may salamin na ang mata at nakatungkod
na.

“Pwede ba ma? Tama na yang kakasunod mo sa akin! Malaki na ako! Kaya ko na ang sarili ko!”

“Gusto ko lng naman na makasama ka lagi anak” sagot lamang nag matanda.

“Pwes! Mula ngayon, matuto ka na na wala ako!”

Ang matanda’y wala nalang ibang nagawa kundi yumuko at umiyak.

Ako’y napailing. Mali. Maling-mali. At sa kaloob looban ko’y nakaramdam ako nang inggit.
Pagkat mayroon siyang isang bagay na wala ako. Bagay na kahit ginto’t mamahaling diamante man ay
di mahihigitan ang halaga. Isang bagay, na pag nawala ay di na maibabalik pa. Ang pagmamahal ng
isang ina.

Noong bata pa ay di ko malilimutang alaala. Kung paano ako inalagaan ng aking pinakamamahal
na ina. Karga niya sa kanyang braso hanggang sa ako’y nakatulog na. Pagalitan man ay para di naman sa
akin. Mga payo ni ina’y ni minsa’y di naging mali. Mga katagang, “Mag-aral kang mabuti”,”Para rin
naman sayo to anak”,”Anak, mahal kita”.makalimot man ang isip ngunit mananatili kailanman sa puso.

Isang araw, barkada’y nagkayayaan. Nagpaalam, ngunit di pinayagan ni ina. Di man painayagan
ay tumuloy pa din sa lakad. Oh! Kay saya! Tawanang wala nang lalakas pa sa aming magbabarkada. Sa
sobrang saya ay di ko na alintana ang aking ina’ng iniwan at may sakit pa. napauwi ng lampas hating
gabi. Naalalang si ina’y may sakit kung kaya’t nagtungo ako sa kanyang kuwarto upang makita siya.
Pagdating ko doo’y di ko siya mahanap.

“Ma? Ma? Ma?!” pauli ulit kong sigaw.

At sa kusina nakita ko siya. Katab ang basong basagna at nakahiga sa sahig.

“Ma?”
“Ma!”
“Ma gumising ka ma!”
“Ma wag mo akong iwan ma”
“Ma!”
At sa huling sandali nakita ko ang aking ina na ililibing na’t di ko na masisilayan pa. Mula noo’y pilit ko
mang hinanap ulit ngunit di ko na nakita pang muli. Ang nawalang pagmamahal ni ina.

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