Friday, December 21, 2007

The Declamation Piece...

I KILLED HER


I killed her because I do love her. These hands, these hands that give life to many, killed her because of my love to her.

Ladies and Gentlemen of this honorable court, please listen to me, listen to my story before you give my verdict. I am Dr. Reyes, a cancer specialist. I was born in a slum district of Batalon. My father oh! I don’t know him for I am a child of faith. My mother brought me up in such determination and my ambition was to escape the filthy and horrible place of Batalon. I was nourished with hope that someday I might live a life different from her. My mother had a burning faith that she turned the nights into days. All her efforts were not in vain for I pushed through with flying colors. My mother who had given her whole life to me had tears in her eyes as she pinned the gold medal on my proud breast.

Later on, I was sent as a scholar of the Philippines to the United States of America. I embraced my mother… tightly as I’ve reached the plane…..”Mother, mother,..” I whispered. You will always be my best mother in the world.

After four years, I came back with laurels. I became a cancer specialist. I gave my mother everything but I was too late. I who had used to ease the pain of many, came too late to the life of my dying mother. I gave the best treatment but the grasp of death was so tight around her. My God, what is the use of ten years of study if I couldn’t even use it at my mother’s pain.

Then one night, I heard a strange cry. I run to her room. “Do you love me, child?”… she asked, as I embrace her. “ Yes, mother….. If only I could get all your pain and agonies…”

“ Then….. if you love me, end my sufferings, kill me… Let me die.”

“But, mother, I promise to give life and not to end it.”

God…. She did not deserve the unhappiness. She deserves to be happy.

I run to my room and came back with a syringe.

“Mother, forgive me…. God, please understand me….”

“Mother, mother, you must not die….. Don’t leave, I love you. It was only a distilled water…..Mother…… Mother……. MOTHER……”


Now, Ladies and Gentlemen, give me your verdict. Yes, it was only distilled water which ended the sufferings of my mother.

Judge me….. Punish me………

GO, punish me………….. Thy will be done!!!!

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Remembring my performance in the English Olympics last Tuesday, December 18,2007 held on our school library. I was chosen as the representative of my class ( IV-Rose ).. waheheheh... Congratulations to my friend.. Aaron Paul Andres who bagged the 1st place... ( Aaron.., libre mow kow..) hehehe.. adikkxx..

9 comments:

Kevin said...

siguro second ka :D

anyways, welcome to the blogging world, bro! enjoy hehe.

ms.cuz said...

...hello..

Dan Rossetti said...

that piece is so amazing..... i am looking forward to using it next week...but i have to choose more piece so that they would choose me...

thnks...

mae said...

.hello...
i encountered this piece when my classmate used it on there english class.
no offense, but for me
there are some gramatical errors and the story is not that clear.
.... what is all about the distilled water? you never mentioned its use in the story making it the reason the mother died.
....watch out for your prepositions.
....remember using past tenses when you are telling a story.
no offense?..hehe.. just a comment that may help. anyway, it's a very nice piece. what made me like it is because i belong i the medical world. the story made a big sense to me..good work.
thank you. God bless...

philerooney said...

I KILLED HER (with corrections)


I killed her because I do love her. These hands, these hands that give life to many, killed her because of my love (for) her.

Ladies and Gentlemen of this honorable court, please listen to me, listen to my story before you give my verdict. I am Dr. Reyes, a cancer specialist. I was born in a slum district of Batalon. My father oh! I don’t know him for I am a child of faith. My mother brought me up(with) such determination and my ambition was to escape the filthy and horrible place of Batalon. I was nourished with hope that someday I might live a life different from her. My mother had a burning faith that she turned the nights into days. All her efforts were not in vain for I pushed through with flying colors. My mother(,) who had given her whole life to me(,) had tears in her eyes as she pinned the gold medal on my proud(chest).

Later on, I was sent as a scholar of the Philippines to the United States of America. I embraced my mother… tightly as(I) reached the plane…..”Mother, mother,..” I whispered. You will always be(the) best mother in the world.

After four years, I came back with laurels. I became a cancer specialist. I gave my mother everything but I was too late. I(,) who had used to ease the pain of many, came too late to the life of my dying mother. I gave the best treatment(,) but the grasp of death was so tight around her. My God, what is the use of ten years of study if I couldn’t even use it(for) my mother’s pain.

Then one night, I heard a strange cry. I(ran) to her room. “Do you love me, child?”… she asked, as I embrace(d) her. “ Yes, mother….. If only I could (get rid of?) all your pain and (agony)…”

“ Then….. if you love me, end my(suffering), kill me… Let me die.”

“But, mother, I promise to give life and not to end it.”

God…. She did not deserve the unhappiness. She deserves to be happy.

I(ran) to my room and came back with a syringe.

“Mother, forgive me…. God, please understand me….”

“Mother, mother, you must not die….. Don’t leave, I love you. It was only (no "a") distilled water…..Mother…… Mother……. MOTHER……”


Now, Ladies and Gentlemen, give me your verdict. Yes, it was only distilled water which ended the(suffering) of my mother.

Judge me….. Punish me………

GO, punish me………….. Thy will be done!!!!

A very engaging and nicely written article, that is a little unclear at the end.
I hope you will are not upset that I have made some alterations, as I am aware that this is being used in some schools...

philerooney said...
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Mark Kevin said...

what a very nice piece

marge said...

I need the ISBN of the piece "I Killed Her"

marge said...
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