CREATIVE WRITING PORTFOLIO: My Personal Compendium of Outputs

  CREATIVE WRITING 12 CRAFT ESSAY 1   Resist to Insist! by Jescel Mae P. Dulay   I wonder why we keep on insisting to live on Earth yet have no will to save it. I, myself is troubling to act accordingly in the environment. Though, if we continue to not mind what’s going on, what will be the future of the next generations? There are tons of pollutions, too many people, too many cars, too many factories and too many carbon emissions. The globe is getting warmer and warmer. The world is in danger resulting to severe weather conditions or catastrophes, crisis of food and resources and the spread of diseases.   Now, we are facing a pandemic, a global public health crisis that we couldn’t even beat since last year. Do you plan to just sit and watch these alarming issues to grow in front of yours? If so, you don’t have the right to ask for another day to live. Yet everything isn’t over, we can still educate ourselves and fight with grace. Be mindful and take...

  Life in the New Normal by Jescel Mae P. Dulay As the Covid-19 pandemic flew all over the world and penetrated our homeland, Philippines, life became totally different. What is normal for the past centuries are considered what should not be done now. I was locked up and you are too. But until now that even the lockdown in our area has gradually diminish, I still feel confined in my own fears and doubts about surpassing this issue. To be real, as a teenager, I was not that affected at first especially that there are no confirmed cases in our barangay but as I think of my fellow countrymen who are still fighting and suffering from this pandemic, my heart breaks into pieces and then melts. There is an expiration for each life, but I never taught that it would be as fast as this. I wish I could help them personally, but everything is limited only to a virtual help. In new normal, there are innovations which brought good news to us. Through using our gadgets or with a right dista...

  Heartbeat: Last Scene After the sensual night of the newlywed couple, Rose woke up alone on the king-size bed with the cold breeze outside their hotel room. [Rose got up from the bed and saw a note.] Rose : “I’ll be back. – your loving husband, Stein” (with all smile, she proceeds to the kitchen and cook) Rose : (talking alone) I can’t wait to have a family with you Stein. I can’t wait. [her phone rings and she run to it] Rose : Hey, mom? (it is Stein’s mother) Aly : Uhm honey, come home already. Rose : But why mom? (confuse) You do know that I am still with Stein in our honeymoon. I can’t leave him here because he’s gone. Aly : (sobs, then began to cry loudly) Oh yes honey, he’s gone. Wait, how did you know? (shock for a while) Rose : I just know mom besides he’ll be back in a minute. So, don’t be too emotional again, we’re doing just fine. Aly : But honey? (fighting the eagerness to tell while crying) Rose : (sighs) I know mom, you just miss us especiall...

  Shape Poem Poem about COVID-19 Pandemic   C o n t a m i n a t e d   Today’s world is a prison. None dares to talk nor walk free. Be close with the infection Will think like a detainee.   Knowing the virus is on Makes no single guarantee For lives of the eight billion, We struggle to oversee.   No virus vaccination Renders special decree Of distance, isolation We never get to agree.   One does the sanitation For you with a few to glee. Yet, hold the celebration Is best for security.   Adjust to new convention,   Combat unseen specie. It’s a rare recognition. We barely bear, utterly.   Confine contamination Means ceasing your liberty. The world is a dungeon. It is up for you to see. Just bear, you are a person A prisoner who is free