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									Declamation Piece “Am I to be Blamed?”
T.Aralin | September 7, 2009 | 52 Comments

They’re chasing me, they’re chasing, no they must not catch me, I have enough money
now, yes enough for my starving mother and brothers.

Please let me go, let me go home before you imprisoned me. Very well, officers? take me
to your headquarters. Good morning captain! no captain, you are mistaken, I was once a
good girl, just like the rest of you here. Just like any of your daughters. But time was,
when I was reared in slums. But we lived honestly, we lived honestly in life. My, father,
mother, brothers, sisters and I. But then, poverty enters the portals of our home. My
father became jobless, my mother got ill. The small savings that my mother had kept for
our expenses were spent. All for our daily needs and her needed medicine.

One night, my father went out, telling us that he would come back in a few minutes with
plenty of foods and money, but that was the last time I saw him. He went with another
woman. If only I could lay my hands on his neck I would wring it without pain until he
breaths no more. If you were in my place, you’ll do it, won’t you Captain? What? you
won’t still believe in me?. Come and I’ll show you a dilapidated shanty by a railroad.

Mother, mother I’m home, mother? mother?!. There Captain, see my dead mother.
Captain? there are tears in your eyes? now pack this stolen money and return it to the
owner. What good would this do to my mother now? she’s already gone! Do you hear
me? she’s already gone. Am I to be blamed for the things I have done?

Declamation Piece “A Glass of Cold Water”
T.Aralin | September 7, 2009 | 162 Comments

Everybody calls me young, beautiful, wonderful. Am I? Look at my hair, my lips, my red
rosy cheeks and a pair of blinkering eyes.

I remember, somebody says that I look like my mother that I look like my mother. But
that when she was young.

Now, I am much lovelier than she is. I’m a mortal Venus. Oops! What time is it? I must
get ready for the party!
Beep-beep…!A-huh! Here they are! Yes, I’m coming!

"Child, are you still there?"

"Hmp! That’s my mama"

"Child, are you still there? Will you please get me a glass of cold water?"

"Mama, I’m in a hurry!"

"Please child, try to get me a glass of cold water."

"Mama, please, try to get it on your own."

"Please child, try to get me a glass of cold water!"

At the party, I danced and danced the whole night.

You see, I can’t leave the party at once. I have to danced with everybody who proposed
to me. At last, the party is over. I’m very tired. Very, very tired.

So, I went home to tell mama what happened.

"Mama, I’m home! It’s very quiet. "Mama, I’m home!" Nobody answers.

Where is she? I look for her in the sala, but she’s not there. Where is she? A-huh! In the

I saw my mama, lying down on the floor, dead. With a glass on her hand. I remember,
she tried to get it.

Oh, God, just for the glass of cold water! Mama! Mama! Oh, Mama

Declamation Piece “Juvenile Delinquent”
T.Aralin | September 7, 2009 | 28 Comments

Am I a juvenile delinquent? I’m a teenager, I’m young, young at heart in mind. In this
position, I’m carefree, I enjoy doing nothing but to drink the wine of pleasure. I seldom
go to school, nobody cares!. But instead you can see me roaming around. Standing at the
nearby canto (street). Or else standing beside a jukebox stand playing the nerve tickling
bugaloo.Those are the reasons, why people, you branded me delinquent, a juvenile
My parents ignored me, my teachers sneered at me and my friends, they neglected me.
One night I asked my mother to teach me how to appreciate the values in life. Would
you care what she told me? "Stop bothering me! Can’t you see? I had to dress up for my
mahjong session, some other time my child". I turned to my father to console me, but,
what a wonderful thing he told me. "Child, here’s 500 bucks, get it and enjou yourself,
go and ask your teachers that question".


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