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A story of addiction and a longing for recognition.

ALL HOSTAGES SAVED. He smiled, put the pistol back in his holster and wiped his palms on his pants.

The story jump-started as we are introduced to our protagonist, a video game player, who has all the time he had in an arcade room. With the master key on his hand, he can be anyone he wanted to be - a hero, pilot, racer or an agent. He enjoys games that involves him being the hero and saving the day.

We are taken back to the time when he had his first game in an arcade with his father. The time, when he came to know a man with a key that controlled the entire arcade. He remembers everything, except for the face of the man with the key. "As if his presence was a flicker", he can't remember, though he has spent his days in the arcade for the next following years. 

We were also made aware that he never liked being with the neighborhood kids, he did not fit in, but in the arcade he felt a sense of belonging, he can be the star - the mighty hero. His soul being taken away, diving inside the screen and everything around him fades as he plunge in deeper to his fantasies.

When faced of the reality of the world, he disregarded the idea of making something with himself. He was so immersed in already being someone in the different virtual worlds, where he already conquered, triumphed-- where he think he is REAL. The feeling of entitlement became even stronger when he was employed as a shopkeeper at an arcade, where he finally got hold of the MASTERKEY. "With it he was the master of his galaxy... It was all his, this was where he belonged."

He was slowly swallowed up by the arcade, treating it as his only world, until he met a girl.

The girl that he sees every Sunday with her family in the arcade. He fantasized about her being the lady in distress in all his favorite games. The lady that he is bound to rescue in Super Mario, in the House of the Dead; "she was every woman in the game who needed help". 

He would think about her at night being with him flesh to flesh. In reality the girl does not need him, it is that HE NEEDED HER. He realized something that the game could not give-- something real, something he could feel.

Days pass and all he could think about is seeing the girl of his dreams every end of the week. Hoping that a day would come that her token would jam and call for his help. He waited...

A day came that he rescued his princess. Together with her classmates, she went to the arcade and played. He sees everything as if he was in a Super Mario game. He was Mario and she was Princess Toadstool. He saw the Princess holding another guy's arm, he sees him as King Koopa - the villain. The guy was irritated for losing his game and lashed out to the girl. That is  when Mario came to rescue Princess Toadstool.

For the first time in his life, he felt her touch. He realized that he can be a hero outside of the game zone. He can't wait to see her again. Games no longer excite him.

Then came the day that she went with her brothers to play. Her token jammed and she called for his help. "She just gave him a blank smile and thanked him for fixing the machine." She did not remember him.

The realization came, thoughts rushed through his head. He is  no one, nobody knows him, he is just someone that holds the key. 

Feeling empty, he waited for everyone to disappear, and went back to his game. Gradually he felt himself once again getting filled up-- being someone. He can no longer see his face reflecting against the screen. He slowly fades as he get engulf with every gun fire he releases. 

The next day came, and he mysteriously disappear.

The company and the  guard just treated his disappearance as something not a big of a deal. Yet one thing is clear, they can't even remember how he looked like.


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The boy grew up in his neighborhood not being able to fit in-- not being recognize as someone worthy to be played with. His emptiness was filled with being alone facing the screen of an arcade game. He felt he is someone, a hero that is needed for people to be saved. He does not need to go outside to be recognized. He does not need to be someone with a higher ranking in the society or to become somebody else, because he is already somebody.

He was satisfied with his existence until he fell in love. He finally realized that there is more in the real world compared with what he had in the arcade. However, he tasted the bitterness of love and once again fell into a slump.

The FlickerFadeGone concept can be seen through out the story. It may be through his life as a gamer or as his role as a key master.

As a gamer, he faces the scene with a flicker, the excitement of light of entering his amazing adventures, his existence in the real world slowly fades a way as he take himself inside the game, where he felt himself take form. Gone are the feelings of emptiness in the real world as his heroism in fantasy slowly fills him in.

As a key master, his existence flickers when gamers are in need of his help, when he has done his job, a short gratitude shall be fine then his existence just fades away-- gamers don't remember his face, all that matters is the key. When he is not needed, gamers don't even notice his existence, it's as if he is--- gone.

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*This is all a personal interpretation. Readers may disagree. If you have any questions, just fill me up in the comments section below. 😊😊😊

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Let us dissect the story "The Safe House by Sandra Nicole Roldan". 
Grab your 21st Century Literature  from the Philippines and the World book, pages 15 - 18.

Together let us analyze the events and underlying meanings in each paragraph for better understanding. 

The narrative started with the description of the scene. There mentioned, "a one box among many", "identical to all houses",  and "it is easy to get lost here". 

What kind of place is being described? What is exactly the box that was mentioned?
  With the mentioned lines above, we can sense that we are inside an apartment complex, or might be a subdivision, where houses all looks identical that if you're not that familiar enough, you'll get lost.
  Aside from the houses, being all looking the same, an oozing feeling of luxury and elegance can be felt as luxury cars, pools, tennis courts and a clubhouse was mentioned. Yet, inside, reveals little of what happens - "there is not much else to see".
  The box mentioned here is our main building, where all scenes takes place - the safe house.
  The safe house, where silent cries are poured, wounded are healed, and empty stomachs are filled.
The house that looks exactly the same with the other buildings, but not THAT the same. A refuge where the visitors know exactly where and when to turn even in the midst of darkness.

  "It is 1982." The time that there was  a struggle against the life in Martial Law. A five year old girl, witness through her innocent eyes the coming in and out of strangers-- people with faces that differ every night. She does not care that much, but make sure to keep quite because the "relatives" are "Talking about Important Things".

Who are these people? 
  The girl sees these people as her "relatives", well, at a young age, with people eating, talking inside your house every night, everyone just seems like relatives. Every new face becomes her "newer relatives".

 There was this man, with band-aids on his feet instead of toenails and wears dark glasses on his eyes. Funny to think about, she's wondering if he man has superhuman powers like laser vision, or maybe a one-eyed pirate.
  Needless to say, this man might have went to tremendous danger, with wounds on his feet. What could have happened to his toenails right? What happened to his eyes that even at night, he covers it with dark glasses?

"sundalo, kasama, talahib --- katawan" A lot of things can come to mind, yet one thing can be clear -- someone died in the midst of the bushes. It may be their comrade, the government's army, or the army killed their comrade. SOMEONE DIED.

   We later get to know that these people are against the current administration - the rule of Marcos. With the grownup's eyes nailed on the television, she did not have the chance to watch her favorite channel, instead, curses are heard. People are not just angry, they are furious!

   A year passed, 1983, and more and more people are coming. With children's birthday as masks for their meetings. Dusty beer bottles that are never opened were serve. The  "relatives" do not drink at all, it's all just a game of pretending. A laughing game through  the eyes of the little girl. Then, there's the mother not enjoying the game at all, crying as the laughter of the husbands continues.

   "underground, revolution, taxes and bills" words that does not make any sense to the little girl.

   The mother left her for good. The siblings would just spend their days playing outside as their house is occupied with more and more papers, plus the smoke that most probably from the cigarettes of the "relatives".

   There is a mention of the "small red book". Based on the description of the little girls, we can say that it is a book of Mao Zedong or Mao TseTung. This book was distributed in China during the Cultural Revolution, in which many people were killed, owning it became a way of surviving. This book covers class struggles, correcting mistaken ideas, and other things that talks about revolution. This book has been carried  secretly by the "relatives" and may be a source of idea and inspiration.

  Another year had passed, the father got arrested. Everyone was quite witnessing the arrest, but after the soldiers left, murmurings went louder.
   The siblings lived with their grandparents. A story about lovebirds was also mentioned, that may have an underlying meaning of soldiers that has been taking over since long ago.
   The little girl would come visit her father in his "new house", of course that means prison cell, and sleep there during the weekends.
    She had dreams, bad dreams -- scary images of what's supposed to be her house. She sees her house now as a dangerous place, a scary place. To make things better, she paints it pink, blue and yellow. Such lovely colors through the eyes of a girl, then have the sun and the moon and the star on the floor, to provide light to such dark world. A world where she is left-- alone.

    Soon after, when she comes of age, she will still be living in the same old house -- the safe house. With it's new door, and a familiar stranger  will come knocking looking for his now gone father. She knows the stranger needs help, but she will still decide to close the door, and "push the bolts firmly into place".

The safe house, was actually not safe. Years passed and the house has been catering defectors, "relatives" that were not actually relatives. Now, she knows better. Though she knows she can help but, she chose to close her doors so that what happened before will not repeat itself. She will keep her house--- safe.



*This is all a personal interpretation. Readers may disagree. If you have any questions, just fill me up in the comments section below. 😊😊😊


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  1. There's this man's photo on the wall
  2. of my father's office at home, you
  3. know, where father brings his work,
  4. where he doesn't look strange
  5. still wearing his green uniform
  6. and colored breast plates, where,
  7. to prove that he works hard, he
  8. also brought a photo of his boss
  9. whom he calls Apo, so Apo could,
  10. you know, hang around on the wall
  11. behind him and look over his shoulders
  12. to make sure he's snappy and all.
  13. Father snapped at me once, caught me
  14. sneaking around his office at home
  15. looking at the stuff on his wall - handguns,
  16. plaques, sword, medals, a rifle-
  17. told me that was no place for a boy, 
  18. only men, when he didn't really
  19. have to tell me because you know,
  20. that photo of Apo on the wall was already
  21. looking at me while I moved around,
  22. his eyes following me like he was
  23. that scary Jesus in the hallway, saying
  24. I know, I know what you're doing.
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These are all personal interpretations. The reader may or may not agree with the following answers.

GUIDE QUESTIONS:
Uychoco, M. T. (2016). 21st Century Literature from the Philippines and the World. Quezon City: Rex Bookstore Inc.


1. How would you describe the persona and the persona's father? How would you describe their relationship?

      The persona is a boy, innocent, scared, yet, is curious.
      The persona's father is strong, strict, obedient (to his commander).
      As we look throught the monologue of the child, we can feel that his realtionship with his father is distant. It is surrounded by fear of being snapped at or scolded upon. We can also sense in line 17 that the father does not show much loving affection to his son, but just a disturbance to his office.



2. Who is Apo in the poem? Cite evidence to support your answer.
     Apo is Ferdinand E. Marcos. Apo in Ilocano language means, "sir" or "master". It is also an endearment term for the elderly.
     Marcos was born in Ilocos Norte. Ilocanos take pride in calling Ferdinand Marcos "Apo". He is a superhero, an Ilocano pride.
    In the poem, we can claim that the "Apo" that was mentioned is Ferdinand Marcos. A line states "so Apo could, you know, hang around the wall". It has been an SOP that in government offices the portrait of the President shall be hanged on the wall.
    In addition, this poem portrays a situation during Martial Law.



3. Why is Apo compared to "scary" Jesus in the hallway? What do they seem to have in common?
     In Christian Religion, Jesus has been described as omnipresent. He knows just about everything and anything whether it is an overt or covert action.
    The child sees Apo as a figure like Jesus that whatever he does, it will be seen by Apo. This can be seen in the line "Apo on the wall was already looking at me while I moved around". 
    Yet, unlike Jesus, the child adds the adjective "scary", to show his fear with Apo.

4. What does the last line mean? How does this regulate the persona's behavior?
 "I know, I know what you're doing"
   This intensifies the portrayal of fear of the child to Apo, that even in a photo, he feels the presence of Apo and anything he does may become something for him to be sent in trouble.

5. How does this poem provide the reader of what martial law was like?
    Martial law is depicted as something horrific that even in an innocent eyes of a child, fears strikes his every move. That even a lifeless picture can send chills down a child's spine.
    How much more to those who knows exactly what's happening outside the premises of their homes.
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I stand on the roof
Of the Ateneo Municipal,
Shivering
On this December morning.

Months ago,
Pepe came to me
In the Observatory
I thought we would talk

About the stars
That do not collide
In the sky:
Instead, he asked me about purgatory.

(His cheeks still ruddy
From the sudden sun
After the bitter winters
In Europe.)

And on this day
With the year beginning to turn,
Salt stings my eyes.
I see Pepe,

A blur
Between the soldiers
With their Mausers raised
And the early morning's

Star:
Still shimmering
Even if millions of miles away,
The star itself

Is already  dead.





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These are all personal interpretations. The reader may or may not agree with the following answers.

GUIDE QUESTIONS:
Uychoco, M. T. (2016). 21st Century Literature from the Philippines and the World. Quezon City: Rex Bookstore Inc.

1. Who is Pepe? Explain.
     Pepe is the Philippine National Hero, Jose Protacio Mercado Rizal y Alonso Realonda or commonly known as Jose Rizal. During the Spanish era in the Philippines, children named Jose is given a nickname Pepe.

2. Why does Pepe ask the persona about purgatory?
       Rizal has been in battle against the Spaniards through his writings. Being consciously aware that his name is under fire, there is an immense knowing that his  execution might be coming. 
       When we speak about purgatory in Roman Catholic Doctrine, it is where the souls enter after death for cleansing and purifying of sins before transcending to heaven.
        Rizal might have been thinking about his  forthcoming death and is mentally preparing himself if he is about to go to purgatory. What is it like? or maybe, does it even exist.

3. The poem talks about the nature of the stars. Can you explain what he means, in terms of science.
      There is the statement that says, "when we look at the stars, you're actually looking at the past." The light that we see from the stars is actually a light that travelled years- thousand of light years before it reaches Earth. So, the stars that we see today are actually dead in present, what we're seeing is how they shimmered thousand years ago.

4. This discussion of a star is also a metaphor. What is the metaphor for?
     The star is a metaphor of Jose Rizal. Like the star that's already died years ago, we can still see its light shimmering before us. Like Jose Rizal, he might be dead, but his legacy will forever remain in the hearts of the Filipinos.

5. What do you think the persona felt for Rizal? Give textual evidence.
     Sadness-- regrets (panghihinayang)
"Salt stings my eyes.
I see Pepe,"
      Seeing Rizal in the midst of execution, the persona can't help but held tears in his eyes. Also, knowing that months ago, he knows that Rizal  has been preparing for this.


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It was a bolt – a thunder bolt. A rain of bricks, a lightning zap. A pummeling of mountains, a heaving violent storm at sea – a whiplash. A typhoon. An earthquake. The end of the world. And I was in ruins. It struck me dumb. It changed my life and the world was new when I was done. And when I raised myself from bed two days later, I thought: It’s only a novel. If I ever met him, what would my life be? I lay back in bed. But what a novel! And I cursed him, the writer – what was his name – for doing what I hadn’t done, for putting my worlds into words before I even had the sense to know what the world was. That was his triumph – he’d laid out a trail, and all we had to do is follow his wake. Even then, I already felt the bitter envy, the acid retch of a latecomer artist, the one who will always be under the influence, by mere chronology always slightly suspect, a borrower, never lender be. After him, all Filipinos are tardy ingrates. What is the definition of art? Art is reproach to those who receive it. That was his curse upon all of us. I was weak, as if drugged. I realized: I hadn’t eaten in two days. Then I got out of bed and boiled barako for me.

Later it was all the rage in the coffee shops, in the bazaars of Binondo. People did not even hide it – crowds of men, and not just students, not just boys, some women even, with their violent fans – gesticulating in public, throwing up their hands, putting up fists in debate. Put your knuckle where your mouth is. We were loud, obstreperous, heedless. We were literary critics. We were cantankerous: rude raving. And no matter which side you were, with the crown or with the infidels, Spain or Spolarium, all of us, each one, seemed revitalized by spleen, hatched by the woods of long, venomous silence. And yes, suddenly the world opened up to me, after the novel, to which before I had been blind.

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Still I rushed into other debates, for instance with Benigno and Agapito, who had now moved into my rooms. Remembering Father Gaspar’s cryptic injunction -  “throw it away to someone else,” so that in this manner the book traveled rapidly in those dark days of its printing, now so nostalgically glorious, though then I had no clue that these were historic acts, the act of reading, or that the book would be such a collector’s item, or otherwise I would have wrapped it in parchment and sealed it for the highest bidder, what the hell, I only knew holding the book could very likely constitute a glorious crime – in short, I lent it to Benigno.


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These are all personal interpretations. The reader may or may not agree with the following answers.
GUIDE QUESTIONS:

1. Why did Noli Me Tangere have such a big impression on the Narrator? Could you relate to the feelings of the Narrator’s experience of reading? Why or why not?
        Noli Me Tangere has a big contribution to the Philippines' acquisition of freedom. Just imagine a  book -- A SINGLE BOOK! made such big turmoil in the society, leading for the Filipinos to be what they are today. The feeling is like as if having the exact cross where Jesus Christ was crucified. Just imagine how intensifying that can be.

2. What does the line, “Art is reproach to those who receive it” mean?
          Art is composed of different kinds of genre. It includes music, visual arts, literature, and so on. We can say that the "Art" that is being pointed out in this excerpt is the Noli Me Tangere. Art can become a reproach to those who receive it when its content becomes contradictory to what the people do and makes them reflect on what they failed to do. With the Spaniards, upon reading Noli Me Tangere felt the books attempt to contradict the government that they have established in the country. With the Filipinos it became a reproach to them realizing what they failed to do to free their country, thus it leads to revolution.
            
3. When the narrator says the act of reading is a historic act, what did he mean?
          Specifically in the Philippines, reading became a historic act. with the act of reading Noli Me Tangere, it inspired them to fight and free the country. 
            Even with  hundreds of copies of Noli Me Tangere were produced and if it was just left sitting around the corner, nothing will happen. By reading, people created history.

4. Why is the Noli Me  Tangere, a book that was banned in the past, now a required reading in Philippine schools? Why did the Catholic Church go against making Noli a requirement.
           Noli Me Tangere was banned because of its portrayal of corruption and abuses by the Spanish government and the Catholic Church in the Philippines before.
when Noli became a requirement in the Philippines' educational system, the Catholic feared that students may have the wrong impression of the church, but this taboo has been overthrown because of the Rizal Law.

2.   5. Do you think there should ever be a time when certain books should be banned? Why or why not?
                  With bans there is always a way out. Even with many restrictions if an individual seeks to get something, they will come and get it. A lot of books has been banned but people still have their hands acquired it. If people wants to read, let them. If you're afraid that it may overthrow beliefs, ask about their opinions. If you feel like you have to speak, then speak. Now it will all just fall on guided interpretations.


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                A drama performed by HUMSS - Grade 11 of Aklan Catholic College.
                The Birth of Flight by Glenn Sevilla Mas
               (Some parts were altered)
                In partial fullfilment of the subject Creative Writing.

                [ü]Drama
                [   ]Writing Folio (Poetry, Short Stories, Descriptive Writings)


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