Confession of a Fanboy

Soon

Autobiography

Tale of Tales

In a noisy, polluted and crowded place of Manila is were I born. The dominating skyscrapers makes shadows on the busy road were people values time as it makes sense in the living. The roaring of horns, the shouting of people, and the street dwellers are the landmark of my place. This place is the center of all fast transactions, heavy businesses, various opportunities that shouting industrialization in modernity. This is Manila, a place where I built my passion and confidence as a person.

One bright sunny day between the time of ripe mangoes were started to bloom, the time when people went to beach to have fun, the time when thirst quenchers are must-to-buy to relieve the parched throat is the time when I was born. It was the time of 13th day on the 3rd month of the year, when the symbol of luck was the big and roaring dragon, when the birthstone where the crystal-clear, shining and hard aquamarine, when my pattern of desire symbolized by two fishes in the Greek era. That day was the best part of my life when my mother lifted me up and exposed me to the reality of life.

My grandmother is the one that named me Dominic. It is derived from Saint Dominic Savio, patron saint of choir boys. She wanted me to be a part of church' choir but unfortunately my voice is like a raging voice of thunder that can break someone's ears. I find my name Dominic a two-faced person, a mysterious one and extraordinary. Because in French, Dominic can be a girl's name, a gorgeous lady that has a mysterious secret beneath the smile but in my birth land, Dominic is a Roman- Catholic king that shows richness.

The lady that went hardships to give me life, the lady that shows courage to save a life, the lady that I most proud of is named Alwin Calavia. She is the most important person in my life. The lady in white symbolizes hope and purity. She is gorgeous at the same time an angel shining in the dark time of my life. Accompanied by my ironic father, Irvin John Vargas. he mad our life a little miserable, our world went upside down when he left us. The white light turned into a dark one. Our life went in vein. I must be ironic also because I thank him that we learned how to become independent and strive for the very best of our lives.

I started my elementary in a big, public school in Manila. The U-shaped, 4-storey school made me realize the essence of education. The school were surrounded by noisy vehicles roaming around but in the inside, the tall, leafy tress made my school a fresh place to study with. Aurora A. Quezon Elementary school. It is derived from the wife of Manuel Quezon, Aurora Quezon, the mother of Red Cross Philippines. She has tall, bronze and outstanding monument in front of the school gate facing the spacious triangle. I finished my elementary education with a high grade and got my diploma with a bright smile with a bonus of 5th honors.

Continuing the exploratiom of valuing the essence of education. I went to Makati High School to have my secondary stage of my student life. I learned many things and explore new things from me. This place made me realize that there are hidden talents, skills, and passion in my heart. This school made me realize that being a teacher is my career in life and I should strive for that goal. I joined many curricular activities like: dance troupe, Hi-Y Club, SSG, Yes-O Club, Library Club, Math Club, and YHEM. These organizations are my profound stage where I developed my skills in different aspects.

Today, I am currently finishing my Senior High School in the same school taking Humanities and Social Sciences as my gateway and stepping stone to become and educator soon. Someone said that grades do not measure your intelligence, but for me, grades measure the learning you have gained in your school that can lead to experience it and apply it to your life. Grade is not just a numerical mark that written on the card. It reflects how the students interact, collaborate, and how's the development going on.

Critique Paper

Dominic Kean Calavia

HUMSS-A

Every Day with My Morrie

Ms. Priscilla M. Agaton

                      When the concept of passion and love combine in literature, sometimes the immediate reaction is one distance of the work. Love and passion are intimate and difficult to render universally in the reality of the world., with the ineffectiveness of words, social and cultural connection and the effectiveness of other issues creating an external effect to the literary representation of the love and passion phenomena. The representation of love often hides within subtleness that shows social constructs or even perceived reality. In Ms. Agaton’s article about “Tuesday’s with Morrie” a Mitch Albom phenomenal book, she enlightens the readers with the true meaning of love, passion, commitment and dedication not into an intimate love from the opposite gender but intro someone’s important to life.  

                        Love is intense, deep, and long-lasting; people use this feeling to express genuine emotion. Love is the passionate affection and desire felt by people. Love can be so powerful that people cry, suffer pain, or even risk their lives to save it. True amour springs from the very bottom of the heart and the spirit of the soul. Life provides at least four areas for passionate being. The author (Ms. Agaton) exactly pointing her love on her Morrie, she narrates the memoirs that she had experienced with her Morrie when the times was in favor with them. She’s too emotional and straightforward narrating all the details since then. All through out the articles, the emotion flashes while reading it, I felt the sincerity of the author while she’s telling the story of her own Morrie. In addition, she relates her narration to Mitch Albom’s story about her Morrie. Ms. Agaton has her own Morrie that exactly as compassionate and driven just like the Morrie of Mitch Albom. Tt is indeed that love of the teacher is one of the greatest love that a person can experience.   The author is explicitly implying to treasure our own teacher, they are our second parents that has a mission to give us a successful future by sharing their knowledge and encouraging us with their heart-warming words. Our teacher is our inspiration, just like what the author stated, they taught us passion, patience and the tenacity to withstand defeat and the determination to stand up.

            The author never fails the reader to experience cliff hanger that’s why she bombarded the article with so much heart-warming information from the day of happiness with her Morrie until the day where her body experienced oblivion. The article is so much attacking the emotion of the people, not just only informing the importance of our teacher but also inspiring us to the definition of passion and love they gave to us until to their last breath. I like how the author made the article because she is not just informing the readers about what she had read but also giving her own experience and narrating a true-to-life story where she experience the same thing on what she had read, the empirical details will brought the readers to extend their gratitude to their own Morrie starting today. As a student that wants to be an educator someday, I am moved by how the author write this article, if her Morrie is the epitome of a teacher, the author is the epitome of heart-warming words that tends to inspire the readers mostly like the students. The author focuses the story defining her Morrie and how she affects her cognitively and wholeheartedly. I want to quote Ms. Agaton. “I have finally accepted that she has crossed over to another world”. From her narrative that full of happy moments with her Morrie, she also tackled the oblivion she had experience. The time of letting go and holding on is more far of a chance. Emotions run through the whole article as she stated that. Too much emotions flow on her narrative as she remembers the life with her Morrie. The abstract idea of life cannot be explained by such ideas as being shown. The quandary of defining death is not as abstract and elusive as that of life.

                        I am not lost following the article because the author started it relating to the book of Albom which a good idea is because the author relates it to that book and followed with different empirical situations. Moreover, preceding to more depth of the story, she then started narrating life with her Morrie when was still mentoring her and inspiring her through her school life, but then again as time past by, emotions attacked the readers by condemning them the passion of Morrie until the last breath occur. This article does not anymore need to hide on the bush, but it shot the bullet straightly as the readers will understand it tightly and comprehensively. In general, like is an understatement word to show gratefulness in this article, I love the article, I love the book, and I love the way author wrote this masterpiece, this will be an eye-opener to some people who does not see the real essence of the teacher that talking and talking in front just to feed us information and encourage us about our future.

                        Sufferings and inspirations go side by side for skillful but awful people. Blues in the music of sorrow, expression of honest emotions and inner pain. The person who feels this unexplainable emptiness needs to have the one chance to know the feeling of empathy. Life goes, it does not stay nor still, but the simplest thing to do with life is to enjoy it with the person that gave importance to you. Just like what this article taught me, appreciate things now until it is reachable then appreciate it more to the fullest even it needs to say goodbye but it ensemble the memories of the past that can cherish what we have today, and we will use in the future. Kudos!

Travelogue

Quezon Province: Utopia on Earth

Quezon Province is a melting pot of exquisite globe jotter paradise, a conflation of sightseer destinations and ethnic diversity that unquestionably convey the reasons why it has always been a favored province to visit in the Island of Luzon. Real and Infanta islands are part of the jewels of Quezon province. Located at the coast of town that is surrounded with cream sand that exposes significantly during low tide. These islands have diverse ecosystem and simply known for being a complete paradise for adventure and nature tripping lovers.

Conquering the shady and cozy under on the dominating mountain in the middle of the sound of the owl while appreciating the curvy route of is not a joke. My back suffered from a pain as it slowly made me feel numb. Nonetheless, we rode a van in a van on an estimated time of 10:00 pm and depart exactly 3:00 am of breaking dawn. The leaves were swinging in the rhythm of the whisper of the arctic wind as it blows in the surrounding. We were still on the verge of sleepiness that time, so we decided to take a rest inside the classic nipa hut surrounded by harmonic flowers that gave an oozy smell in the middle of the howling night. Waking up in the alarming sound of the usual sound of the hen outside the nipa made us realize that we were on a vacation escapade, to relax and to reflect. Added with the smell aromatic breakfast made by the grandmother of us. The original cocoa of Quezon province melted in a hot pot. The sweetness of the originality blasted in our tongue.      Moving on for our first bucket list, we headed to our destination by riding a tricycle  to conquer the path of  La Coronacion Beach Resort. It is located at Real, Quezon with a sparkling turquoise water and crystalizing sand that converge to the reef. As we stepped on the hidden paradise, the Filipino hospitality gave us a warmth welcome, the gigantic coconut trees gave cozy shade that embraced our tan skin. The breeze of the aquamarine persuaded us to swim in liberty, but we still managed to prepare things for a better enjoyment later.  Happiness plastered on my uncle’s face when he was walking towards us, on his right, he had a freshly caught pink salmon that was ready to be vanished that time. Partnered with stirred fresh vegetables as a classic side dish for fish for a reluctant lunch. For the climax of the first part of vacation, the calm water still persuaded us to swim and we nonchalantly accept that. I felt happiness when the cold water touched my tan skin placed the under then. Leaving my stress behind of all and think only fun and enjoyment while sunbathing under the blazing sun but also in the deep of the arctic water was the best feeling that time. There were various people enjoying the rendezvous. Some were building castles while were building happiness. There were also playing beach volleyball while some were playing with their family. We stayed up until dusk and headed back to home to regain energy for further enjoyment ahead.

For the next line on the bucket list. The Cawayan Falls at Real Quezon. Its famous name is Cawayan Falls but the original is MahanginHangin Falls. The waterfall is made up of six-layers cascades upstream and required climbing, scrambling, and bouldering to reach the top. The raging sound of water made our morning alive and boosted our confidence to swim to its rocky portion where the water falls in a smooth way as it gave relaxation intro our body. We were surrounded by dominating and gigantic mountain with chirping of various birds watching us as they were comfortably resting on the branch of tall trees. I made myself climb ate the top of last cascade urging to jump but my confidence slowly fade away and that made me walk back at the latter part of the falls. Partnering the raging cold water of falls, our family prepared their original dish of Squid and sour mango for our lunch. Wandering into the falls, we saw tourists enjoyingly relaxing into the fresh water of the nature. I made myself under the raging water of the 6^th cascade to meditate and feel relaxation up to my inner senses. After a while, I decided to get dry and be ready to head back home again for another lunch.

 Beside of nature tripping we also tried their food. First, the King Crab. The delicious sea creature that swims on the fathom part of the see is one of their known foods. The orange like and brownish color made a heavy tint of shade through the ray of the sun. After the process of cooking the King Crab. We did not waste time to taste it. The heaven-sent taste of its meat made me shiver in realms. It was my first time tasting a King Crab so I made myself sure to eat a plenty of it, but my mother put off limits and told me to be conscious on my health. Next is the Sinantolang meat and crab with prawn, I found the dish a little bit gross based on its appearance in grayish hue inside the casserole but then I believe that do not judge a book by its cover and I applied the principle on food. Goodness Gracious is what expression came to my mouth. The combination of sour taste of santol in a meat of crab and gigantic prawns with a touch of burning spice made our lunch table reached our desire of happiness. We ate like an elephant wanting to finish all the food and savoring the pleasure madness that we have felt. The food really tasted heaven in earth.

Adventure refers to the exciting activity or unusual experience. These experiences are often of daring or risky nature. There are many people whose life is filled up with adventurous experiences. These experiences will always be treasured as part of my growing life. This escapade made me realize the wonders of nature that are needed to be taken care off, to have more paradise beneath the heaven and off the coast. Let’s have wander and explore the hidden paradise of Utopia.

Personal Narrative

Ecstatic Jinx in Jubilance

                        Provocation plastered on my jubilant face when the messaged arrived on me. My grateful mother sat on my soft single-size bed waiting for my answer to her stoop question. “Yes” I energetically said that the whole neighborhood can hear my scream. Those alluring question tested my summer and that offer will be an escapade at the hidden paradise of the north, where beaches are crystalizing, mountains are dominating, foods are mouth-watering and where people are fond of restoring humanity. It is the land of Quezon Province.

                        A 5-hour trip in the middle of an obscured night is not a joke. My back ached in pain when my feeling almost puked while conquering the zig-zag pattern road. Regardless of unpleasant trip inside the van, my eyes widened on the aesthetic surroundings when the sun shined brightly. First on my bucket list is to swim on a beach with my family. We arrived excitedly in the famous beach at Real, Quezon Province.

                        As I stepped on the crystal-like white sand of the beach, the ambiance gave me a warm welcome. The scorching sun smiled at me as its rays touched my tan skin under my comfortable bathing suit. The trees playfully swayed their branched in the rhythm of the cold breeze. The birds in colorful feathers, chirped harmonically. We sat down on the cozy shade of tall coconut tree while waiting on the mouth-watering, freshly caught salmon by hardworking fishermen in their paraphernalia. The fish is roasted in the blazing charcoal and after that, it is partnered with stir vegetable in a sweet and sour sauce. I saw bunch of people enjoying the paradise. Some were building castles, busy taking snapshots, and most were busy swimming while ready in the approaching tall wave that will swallow them. The crystal-like water persuaded me to swim in liberty. I felt happiness when the cold water touched my tan skin placed the under then. As I roam my eyes, my family were enjoying the escapade especially my little sister that was busy playing on the sand with sparkling eyes plastered on her emotion, and that’s how I felt the ecstatic jinx in jubilance.

                        If I have more opportunities to come. I will willingly grab it, with open arms to visit again the hidden paradise of the North. Quezon Province, Philippines.

My Name

My Name

My Name Lives in a Chateau. Accompanied by long and magical staff, thick and dark cape, and sparkling golden crown. My name declares command to my servants. My name is napoleon by itself, born with a golden spoon in the mouth, lives with a golden family. Lord of all Lord, God of all God, Leader with a passion, King with a heart.

            On the other hand, my name also lives in a dark and mellow forest. Fierce eyes in the dark night, roaring voice that frightened the people and large footsteps to achieve the mission. Everyone is scared, everyone is afraid but little they did not know behind the strong physical appearance is a dark story of the King of the Forest.

My name is the epitome of leadership and might king. True follower from its servants, open for opinions and helps the people who need help. My name is the servant of itself, a true leader should be a follower, a follower that can collaborate to others.

Beside all of that, My Grandmother who named me “Dominic” derived it from St. Dominic of Savio, patron saint of Choir Boys. She wanted me to serve in Church just like what she is doing up until these days. I want to, but I cannot. I want to pursue my dream, to be a teacher and I believe I can serve the church in my own unique ways.

Miracles in December (Short Story)

Written by: Dominic Kean Calavia
Story line by: Norvin Alvarez and Dominic Kean Calavia




Its been five days since she is here in the hospital. She is peacefully sleeping. I can't help but smile while watching her. She's my angel, the key to my heart and will be my forever love. She is the one for me. But now, when will she open her eyes? would she want to wake-up and be with me again?

"Hey, what are you doing?" The nurse asks me.
"I am just making a surprise for her when she'll wake up, It is not bad right?" I answered.
"Of course not, It is actually sweet". she answered back while staring at the wall.


Flashback:

I still remember how these strings started, how tables turn and how I feel in love with this crazy girl. There must be really miracles every December.


The Christmas vacation is coming that time and we are excited as much as our professor is excited to gave that project. " Things about her and 1 thing about me" This project is kinda cute but making this project with that annoying girl made me cringe. She absolutely scare the hell out me.Why?
1. That girl always put love letters and cute stuffs in my locker room. I know that she has a crush on me but can't she see that I hate annoying girl?
2. That girl always prank calls me at night and she will call in the middle of my sleep. She is insanely annoying.
3. That girl is insanely annoying that is the truth. I am always annoyed with her presence.

Our great professor partnered with me that annoying girl. I have protested many times and I can see clearly in here eyes that she is hurt.

"you really hate me that much?" she asked while staring at me with a teary-eyed face.
" Not that much, but your presence and confidence are the things that I hate" I answered back with a cold glare.

"Okay" she answered and turn away.

" But wait, let me do this project with you and I promise you will never feel my presence again." she said with a pleading tone.

" I cant help but smile because of her condition, okay but you should do your promise." I said with a mocking tone.


1. She's annoying

That's the first thing that I listed. Obviously she's annoying. When we are out on  Christmas vacation I always find her noisy, even when we are eating, she can't help but talk and talk. She's telling story that do not give interest.

" hey, where are we going after we eat?" she asked while her mouth is full of fries and it's kinda gross.

"it's up to you" I answered with a blank face.

2. She's Tone Deaf

We decided to go to music bank. She's holding my hands and I felt unease. She making me really nervous right now.

" I want to sing for you, what do you want?" she asked me confidently.
" Really? I bet you don't have a good voice," I answered mocking her.
" Well, let's see, stay there and listen to me"

When she started to sing I felt so much energy to laugh at her

"AHAHAH YOU SOUNDS REALLY BAD HAHAHAHAH" I laughed while holding my tummy.
She did not care about my judgement infact she continued to sing wholeheartedly.
This girl is bad at singing, she should find a voice teacher. But absolutely, she made my day, She starting to build a good vibes with me.

3. She's such a childish

After hearing that crazy sound of hers, we bid goodbyes, and she decided that she'll go home alone because I'll be having a different way. Next Morning we decided to go to the park.

"Come here, let's slide together." she said while pointing at the slide.
"I do not want, that's only for children." I said while looking beside hoping there will be a bench so I can sit.

"Okay, just wait for me and I'll play." she said .

Evidently,  the smile on her face while she's playing is like she's a firstimer in the playground. I can't help but to smile also when she hit her butt on the ground and start laughing as the children around her also laugh. I do not know anything about her but it feels like she's sad in life and being with me is the best thing she could do that can make her happy and I feel obliged to be with her also.

"Hey, I want Ice Cream" she said while pouting
"Do not pout, it does not suits to you, later, we will buy ice cream but let's eat our lunch first"
"No, let'ts buy icecream please" she said while her hands are palm to palm and in a pleading tone.
"okay" I said putting my hands up in defeat.

4. She's over-trusting.

While eating I asked her a favor.
" Hey, I can not spend Christmas with you, infact I am going to spend my Christmas with my family because they will come home this Christmas after a long work at Canada." I asked wanting to choke my self for telling lies to her.
"okay". she answered while continue eating.

Wow, that's it? I cannot believe that she will believe that lie, infact I am not going to spend Christmas with my family. My ex-girlfriend invited with into a highschool batch' reunion and asking for a second chance. Well, my Christmas is gonna be happy, I guess?

5.  She's the girl that meant for me.

After that incident, I did not received any communication to her. I think she made the right decision to spend Christmas with her family and I'll spend Christmas with my family. But for now, I am going to take this chance to spend Christmas  with my ex-girlfriend and try if there will be a chance for us. We decided  to take awalk and get out of the crowd of my batchmates.

"Hey, I think it is the right time to give our relationship another chance," she said while slipping her hand and make it intertwined with mine.
"I think so," I answered while continue walking at the park.

We were sitting at the bench when I noticed something near-far. It's that girl, she's eating alone and nearly teary-eyed when she noticed my looking at her. I felt the guilt and There's a part of me that wanted to go to her and say sorry but I feel that my feet wanted to stay here and grab this chance. I decided to choose the second one. I made that girl cry from a far and she turned back away while sobbing.

Next Morning we met again, this is the last day of our project.

"Hey, sorry for the lie that I did, I just wanted to grab the chance hoping for my ex-girlfriend."

" It hurts so much. I just wanted to spend Christmas with you even though you don't have a choice because of this project but please you should have one word, you promised me, you promised my that until the end of vacation you'll with me and I am holding in that promise."

"But I guess, this will be the end of all, I just wish you a good luck and if you did not stick to your words, I will not do a revenge to you, I have one word and the promise of mine that I will not annoy you anymore will be my gift for you. I love you Goodbye." She said while crying. She's really strong, and I can't bear that, I want to hold her, hug her and say sorry but I guess this is really a goodbye.

After that, there are still remaining days before the school days will start again, That whole week made me think twice, I always think about her, how is she doing? what are she eating? Is she okay?
I can't help but go crazy and denying the fact that I like her no I love her, My feelings for my ex-girlfriend is just an infatuation anymore and it does not matter.

School days are back, No more love letters, No more prank calls, She stick to her words and I feel incomplete that day, I have the urge to say sorry to her. I feel so guilty wanting to bring back her.

While eating I received a call from an unknown number but there's a feeling that it is her. I answered hurriedly

"Hey, I am sorry for what I did, come back to me please, let's start all over again." I said in a pleading manner.

" Hey, give me a favor and please say yes first."
"what is that?"
"please say yes first?"
"Hey, if it is one of your pranks It is not good'
"Please" there's a long silence "say yes first"

"Okay, Yes"

"Things about him," she started again
"First, he is a bad tempered" she continued
"he cannot control his emotions, when he is mad, he is mad. He instantly gets mad when he'll see me or when I am with him." she said on the phone
"Second he has a good voice."
"I admit, I am a tone deaf but him? He has a heaven-sent voice, He sound really good and I can't help that when I heard his voice, My heart melted and my love for him rose up.
"Third, he is generous."
"He always buy what I want, event though it's out of time, he will always grab an opportunity to buy it for me." she continued but now, I feel that she is crying and for heaven's sake, I wanted to go to her and hug her.
"Fourth, he is a liar"
" He said that we agreed that we will spend Christmas together but he broke his promise, she lied to me and attend reunion with his batchmates and so much hurt when she wanted another chance with his ex-girlfriend." she said

I feel really guilty that time but not I realized that love her and I want to be with her.

"Lastly, I love that boy" I love you too
" Eventhough I annoyed him so much, eventhough he has many flaws, I believe that he is the one for me." she continued.

"Do you want to know that one thing about me?"
"Yes, please and say where you are right now because I am going crazy" I answered back to her
"I have Atrial Fibrillation, and if I survived my  operation please be my boyfriend."
She said then the line went off.

I hurriedly wen to the hospital and look for her.

And that's the happening in our life on how we met and how we fell in love to each other.
There really Miracles in December