NAME: DAYANAN, CHARLOTTE SECTION: 11-CHARITO WHAT THE LEARNER LEARNED While every word has a literal meaning or denotation, the majority of words have a connotation as well. Beyond its exact definition, a word's connotation is the feeling or association it evokes. In poetry, poets utilize connotation to assist establish mood and tone, as well as to determine how a reader perceives a person, place, object, or concept. Some words are associated with negative connotations, while others are associated with good meanings. Two words can have the same literal meaning but vastly different implications in some circumstances. Both "home" and "house" relate to places where people live, but "home" conjures up images of warmth and family, whilst "house" conjures up images of coldness and impersonality. Connotation is particularly significant in poetry since it is one of the ways in which meaning is focused or enhanced. That is why connotation is frequently referred to as poetry's lifeblood. Poets may communicate more with fewer words by using connotations. Poets can also use connotations to "paint images" or generate a powerful image or sensation. Connotations, on the other hand, lead readers to become organically more connected with the poem's words since their minds are forced to do a little additional 'work' in figuring out the meaning; this enriches the impression the poem provides. WHAT THE LEARNER CAN DO To my one great love, As the night gets darker You're getting away so much farther As the sun gets brighter You, I shall conquer I can't give you a whole zoo But I can show you a whole new view I can’t guess when do flowers bloom, But my love, you, as a whole, I can fathom I can't give you a gold But, only a new story we can unfold I'm only as I am My heart can't be compared to a gram Just like your music Your being is therapeutic Melodious and alluring Bearing and reassuring Just like how the notes dance You sing with romance How you struck every key Makes my heart struck in awe There are thousands of us Wanted to get "hi", even just once I'm not hoping for a return on this I'm just so grateful that you exist As you continue to age You still love the stage I always admire How your eyes spark with flare You're my seventeen You're my light of what could've been I shall shout your name in gleam I love you one thousand and one hundred thirteen ADDITIONAL ACTIVITIES The festive season commences full throttle, The joyous laughs, the enchanting cheers, Children eager for the merriment around, For Santa’s coming with the gifts abound! Bagful of toys, handful of sweets, Spreading smiles in their carefree lives, When a sudden glimpse on the pavement roadside, Turn their thoughts to the beautiful eyes! Beautiful yet sad, perhaps even lonely, The eyes that shine amidst the pain, No blanket, no shawls, no sweaters, no blazers, How does she survive this winter chill! ‘It’s cold and I’ve nowhere to sleep’, The chilling words of the woman in the street, Touching hearts of the passers-by, Yet none stops by to shield her from the bitter cold! ‘Will any of my toys bring her some cheer?’ The thoughts when crossed the child’s mind, No perhaps, but the tiny steps went, Towards her as if held by a string- of love, of humanity, of endearment! Touching her hands, one could feel the chill, But there was none who would hold her hand, Comfort her and show her the place, Steering her through this winter night! ‘All my toys, all my games, worthless today they seem to me,’ When I could offer no shelter no home, To the shivering souls under the starry roof, Oh! How inhumane we humans are! The little gloves on the soft white hands, The child handed as she tried hard, To smile back with her twinkling eyes, ‘Thanks’ could not slip out of her shivering lips! Overwhelmed by the gesture sweet and soft, Silent tears rolled down her cheeks, And so did they from the tiny little eyes, The love, the compassion, the tender emotions mutual! The angelic eyes then sparkled wide, The joyous spirit when filled the air, And the Christmas then was more than ever, A memorable treat, residing in the hearts forever! ADDITIONAL ACTIVITIES 7 4 5 1 2 6 3 (1) We met in an unexpected place, a room full of talks and overwhelming people. My friends were the one who pushed me to meet you because I’ve been single for God-knows-how-long, and they wanted me to settle into a relationship before they will marry their partners. I don’t know if this is a good choice, I was anxious with meeting you. But all those doubts were replaced by your funny jokes and pleasing personality. (2) We continued to date because we shared a lot of similarities and hobbies, this love feels so nostalgic, a fleeting feeling that makes me want you more, a feeling that I’ve not felt from a long time, maybe this is why we rushed things so much (3) and got married after 8 months of dating. We were happy at first, everything that happened was like out of the novels that I have read, you were considerate and caring. You were just the right person for me. But that was just I thought. (4) Our love brought an angel to us, a blessing that we’ve been yearning for. Little did I know that will be the start of our relationship to go downhill. I spent all my life caring for the both of you, leaving myself behind. (5)I lost grasp of myself that lead you to cheat on me. I noticed a lot of changes from you that’s why the doubting started, you always go home late with an evident scent that was unfamiliar to me, you stopped being considerate and caring instead you became ungrateful and full of hatred. What happened to you? I always asked myself while laying with you in a bed that feels so empty now. We started just alright, where did we go wrong? (6) Then, the bickering started, the abuse started, we were toxic for each other, we’ve been damaging our child because we don’t want to let go with each other because for me we hoped to change – we hope for our second chance. It was hard to break the abuse because I felt like I was so used to being with you even if you made me feel so small, you became my constant that I am so afraid to start anew. I was so scared to leave because I might break and can’t stand up again. (7) But my little angel made me realize that we both deserve to have a better life, away from your abuse, away from your life. So, I decided to break the cycle, I decided to risk anything for my daughter. Because at the end of the day, it ends with us, me and my daughter. My constant in a changing world.
