THE RED VIOLIN

The Red Violin (French: Le Violon rouge, German: Die Rote Violine, Italian: Il Violino Rosso, traditional Chinese , is a 1998 canadian drama film It spans three centuries and five countries as it tells the story of a violin and its many owners. The film was an international co-production between companies in canada, Italy and the Uniated kingdom

The film tells the story of a perfect violin known as 'The Red Violin' for its rich red colour. At the film's beginning, the violin is being auctioned in Canada. As the bidding starts, the violin's history is revealed, showing that the violin has been in existence for over 300 years, having been made in 1681. Its history is told in five locations around the world: Cremona; Vienna; Oxford; Shanghai; and Montreal. To its owners, the violin causes anger, betrayal, love, and sacrifice. In each setting the dialogue is spoken in the appropriate language. Also, a variation of the movie's signature violin solo by composer John Corigliano is played at least once in the period it is played, with the exception of Cremona, where the solo is being hummed by Anna herself. Throughout the movie, the solos are played by noted violinist Joshua Bell.

Introduction, 1681, Cremona

Nicolo Bussotti (Cecchi) is a violin maker who is married to Anna Rudolfi (Grazioli), pregnant with their first child. Anna is worried about her own health, as her pregnancy at her age may mean complications, but Nicolo is confident, saying that he has the best people available when she is due for delivery. Anna sees her servant Cesca (Laurenzi) with questions about her child's future, Cesca uses a form of tarot cards to determine this. Cesca cannot determine the future of someone not born, but she does offer to read Anna's future instead. Anna chooses five cards, and Cesca's first card signifies that Anna would live a long life. In the meantime, Nicolo has fashioned a new violin, one that he considers his masterpiece, with the hopes that their child will become a musician. He is about to varnish this violin when a boy comes, sent by the doctor attending to his wife. Anna had developed complications during childbirth and neither she nor the baby survived. Distraught, Nicolo brings her body back to his violin shop and begins varnishing the violin he had created for their child. It is later revealed that this violin would be the last one Nicolo would make. Much later in the film, it is revealed that the varnish contains some of his beloved wife's blood, giving it its distinctive red colour and is painted with a brush made from her hair.

After Anna's death, the violin is donated to an orphanage in Austria. There, a succession of choirboys play this violin for at least the next 100 years.

SOURCE: WIKIPEDIA.

starting to learn how to edit HTML

geez..I want to beautify my blog just to look nice. I want to creat my own template but the problem is I don't know how, my friend gave a website which I could learn editing my own template and it's kinda hard for a first timer like me.

But I will learn soon i hope=D


My head hurts I don't know why its not a migraine, it hurts at the back of my head. I cant tell if its due too over review or lack of sleep but to tell you I am being sleepy this past few days until now.

hmmmmm..what's on my mind right now? lots are running on my mind, So many problems to think..=D specially mY syllabus which I haven't working on it(clap!) 30% of my midterm grade.. ok I'll do that tomorrow night=) ..

another news to share: I am happy I dont know why I'm just happy for no reason=) i want to keep on smiling..I want to loose weight I want to be sexy, some of my friends said it's better if I'm a bit fat because fat people are nice to hug(pillow?)...


nothing to say....just want to share my thoughts..

creating oneself endlessly

Most of the time I find myself at the end of the day totally burnout.Why does mental tiredness always turns into physical tiredness? have you noticed sometimes? physical and mental tiredness always stick together? Sometimes I want to go somewhere else away from home, away from crowded people, I want to visit places like palawan or boracay?nuh! I'm done with it and I didn't like it, yes it is beautiful but It's not a relaxing place for me and its very near to my province geez! it just takes an hour to go there. I would rather choose virgin beach than bora. Virgin beach is located at aklan a very no,not very,just beautiful beach resort few only knew about the virgin beach resort the last time I visited is when I was 11 years old? i guess?. while thinking of that name :"VIRGIN BEACH" why is it they called it virgin? is it because few only knows that? or it's because never been touch by many poeple?=) hahaha!thinking something?=) just kidding. No even for myself why is it they called it Virgin beach? can't they think of something better name than virgin? ok it's virgin if its virgin it doesn't have to be said, I don't know who's the owner of the resort but If I only knew who that was I would definitely ask him/her " why is it you named it as "VIRGIN BEACH"? "or VIRGIN BITCH HUH?=) QUITE funny for those who has stupid and dirty minds =D whooo! wait I'm too far with main subject I'm talking about myself why is it came to virgin beach?=D but to tell you virgin beach is a nice place if they only improve the place and be known as one of the beautiful beaches in the phil.. I wish I could go back there but I guess there's no chance I'm too busy with my school stuffs and after I graduate I have to take board exams and become a RT( registered teacher) hahaha! wait, is there such word like registered teacher? sounds funny=D I don't know if there is.


Let me ask you. do you feel sometimes giving up on things that it shouldn't? that you could not make it anymore? telling yourself " I want to give up". In everyday life we always face new problems light or serious in school, family, relationships but have you try to solve problems on your own?without anybody's help or advice? probably some of you. Now I am facing imbroglio which I have to fix up, things I have to work on[T_T]


My college years can be summed up in one word: struggle. And it becomes more difficult when someone intentionally makes your life miserable.

I realized blogging is a from of therapy,I feel this strong sense to express myself and be appreciated through blogging. yah I agree if you don't have someone to spill your emotions?then why don't write it on your blog.

No close friends to tell problems, there just to ignore and laugh it ( present school classmates) some of them are immature and absurd to talk only few are nicer I should not say this but that's what they are..

SUPRISE!!!!!!!!

Ikaw ba magagalit ,matatawa o maiinis?

Buong gabi nagreview ka for your major exam sobrang review ka to get a higher grade then nung exam mo na excietd ka mix with kaba effect kasi expected mo mahirap. when the test paper came to you at tinignan BOOM! “Syet Ano toh?”huh? “teka nung prelim pa toh ah? At ano toh?hindi naman dinicuss toh ah?”walangjo si maam pasabi sabi pa ng pointers tapos iba pala lalabas sa exam some of it nung prelims pa hindi ko na marecall yung iba at ang masaklap yung hindi ko pa marecall yun pa yung lumabas!anak ng teteng gisado kami hahaha! “Maam: class your exam is very easy right? You can finish that within 45 minutes” students: yes maam, mabilis lng po ito kasi wala kami maisasagot hanep ka!(sa isip namin). Habang nag-eexam ako natatawa na lang ako I was so prepared and then kaboom! Where am I? Pati sa essay ang labo ng tanong tapos magtatanong ka lang tatarayan ka na!damn! paano kami hindi magtatanong maam! Lanjo ka! Henyo ka magbigay magbigay ng exam. Yung katabi ko naman sa sobrang walang alam sa exam napa “putang ina” na lang sya..buti mejo deft si ms.spinster kung hindi patay sya..”si maam oh pa smile smile” maam: ay class after midterms marereport si ms. Lee kaya be ready”syet!!!! Ako pa nakita mo! Naman!!! Buti na lang yung syllabus namin sa ESP next pa ipapasa naawa samin kasi mali mali kami hahaah! Ipapasa ko tong subject mo para di na kita maging prof..ang plastic nya grabe..magtatanong ka lang tatarayan ka na iisultuhin ka pa ng pabiro with matching smile ang lola mo. Haaayy..buhay nga naman kay saya...kaya nakakatamad pumasok eh just for the sake of passing lang pero papasa ako ng walang alam MASYADO..tsk.. “MAAM: ok class pass your paper,tama na yan nagcocopyhan na kayo eh, oi ms lee ipasa mo na yan hindi na kakayanin yata” sa isip ko ou hindi na kakayanin ng utak ko kasi hindi ako manghuhula! Isang student nagsabi sa isip: eto ka maam!!=D

AN EXPLICATION OF KILMER'S TREES

"TREES"

I think that I shall never see

A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest

Against the sweet earth's flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,

And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in summer wear

A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;

Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,

But only God can make a tree.

According to cleath brooks and robert penn:

The poem has been very greatly admireed by a large number of poeple. The fact that it has been popular does not necessarily condemn it has a bad poem. But it is a bad poem

First let us look at it merely on the techincal side, especially in regard to the use kilmer makes of his imagery. Now the poet, ion the poem of twelve lines, only makes one fundamental comparisons are based.

In the “trees” this fuindamental comparison is not definitely stated but is constantly implied. The comparisonis that of the tree to a human being. If the tree is compared to a human being, the reader has a right to expect a consistent use to be made of the aspects of the human being which appear in the poem. But look at stanza two.

A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed

Agaisnt the earht’s sweet flowing breast.

Here the tree is metaphorically treated as a sucking babe and the earth, therefore, as the mother---a perfectly good comparison that has been made for centuries—the earth as the “great mother” the “giver of life” and so forth

But the third stanza introduces a confusion

A tree that looks to God all day,

And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

Here the tree is no longer a sucking babe, but, without a warning, is old enough to indulge in religious deveotions. But that is not worst part of confusion. Remember that the tree is a human being and the fist stanza the mouth of the humanbeing was a root of the tre. But now, if the branches are “leafyt arms” the tree is strangely deformed human being. The fourth and the fifth stanzas maintain the same anatomical arrangement for the tree so does the third, but they make unexpected changes: The tree that wears a “nest of robins of hair” must grown-up person, a girl, for so the associations of snowwith purity and chastity tell the reader; and pure young woman who, although vain enough to wear jewels, is yet withdrawn from the complications of human realationhips and lives alone with nature that is, rain, or might be said to be unlike, an implication made by the religious tone of the poem.

It would be quite legimate for the peot to use any one of the thoughts he wishes to convey about the tree (1. The tree as a babe nursed by a mother earth. 2 the tree as a devout person praying all day. 3. The tree as a girl with jewels in hjer hair, or 4. The tree as a chaste woman alone with nature and God) and to create a methaphor for it, but the trouble is that he tries to convey all of these features by a single basic comparison to a person.

It might be a bit shocking for us to know the true meaning of the poem “trees”. What we knew was the poem pertains to nature and how God create this beautiful nature, but we do not know behind those lovely lines lies a negative side. But for cleath brooks and robert it is just thier critic as what they see. As as leaders of the new critics cleath and brook in thier understanding poetry emphasize a careful, resourceful reading of the piece of literature itself under study, and aim to stimulate self- activity and creative controversy among readers—by thier criticism of kilmer.

This is what literary criticism is all about it changes your way of reading that the reader finds a meaning to what he reads and criticize it according to what he sees. That a beautiful pieace could turned into negative meaning.

BADJAO INTERSECTION(sagwa ng title isip pa ako)=D

Hindi ko lubos maisip kung bakit sa mundo meron ipinapanganak na mahirap o sobra pa sa mahirap at lumalaki silang homeless at namulat sa mundo ng mga nanlilimus sa kalsada? Ng ako’y nasa jeep papuntang sm sta.rosa may isang batang babae at isang sanggol na bitbit nya sa may intersection bago mag perpetual..umupo sya at pinamigay ang sobre na may nakasulat na”isa po akong badjao na humihingi ng tulong sa iyo” gasgas na ang line na yan kahit nung nag-aaral pa ako sa letran ganyan din ang linya na ginamit minsan, nung binasa ko ang nakasulat sa sobre biglang my pumasok sa isip ko at ito yun: anak ng galunggong!mas maganda pa ang sulat sakin! Dikit dikit pa! At nakakatawang isipin sa murang edad dikit dikit na magsulat na hindi naman sila nakapag-aral?in short hawak sila ng isang sindikato. At nung tinitignan ko yung sanggol damn! Yung left side ng ulo nya nagnanana at ang laki may dugo pa na lumalabas at yung babaeng katabi nila pilit na umiiwas dahil napapadikit yung ulo ng bata sa formal nyang damit at kahit malayo sila sakin naamoy ko ang hindi ko ang nakakahilo nilang amoy ano pa kaya yung babaeng katabi nila(nice one) tinalo pa ang perfume nya..

Sa mga sobre na binibigay nila ni isa sa mga pasahero walang nagbigay. Kasama na ako doon minsan naiisip ko ilan sa mga pasaherong kasama ko hindi nagbibgay ay dahil alam nila kung saan napupunta ang pera, sinasabi ko sa sarili ko pambihirang sindikato toh! Hindi man lang paliguin ang mga taong ito.Pwera sa pag-bibigay ng sobre isa rin trabaho nila ang manlimus sa mga sasakyan kasama ang taong bulag at ginagabayan ng isang batang may paningin..nakakaawang isipin pero mas nakakaawa sila dahil hindi naman sila ang nakikinabang sa perang kinikita nila. Sumunod ng linggo nung papunta naman ako ng perpetual para bisitahin ang aking kaibigan humito ang jeep sa may intersection dahil traffic, nakaupo ako sa dulo malapit sa pinto(wala namang pinto ang jeep diba!??) habang nakikinig ako sa ipod biglang may kumalabit sakin isang badjao nanaman kung titinig ko or eestimate ko ang edad nya nasa 28 na sya, (mapilit na salita)“iha pahingi ng unting tulong?” “pasensya na po wala ho” ayaw ako tantanan at matapang pa sya! Sumagot ako ng may paggalang”pasensya na ho wala talaga”. Kahit gusto ko syang bigyan hindi ko magawa at ayoko rin dahil alam ko kung saan mapuputa, kung may pagkain lang sana ako yun na lang ibibigay ko busog pa sya.

Agusto 07 5:30pm( wow sobrang tagalog) patungo ako sa perpetual kung saan doon nakadorm ang kaibigan ko(hindi mismo sa perpetual sa harap lang) habang tumatakbo ang jeep isang batang lalaki ang bigalaang sumakay(badjao siguro) na kung tawagin ay “B-P-P : BOY PUNAS PAA”O KAYA “BOY PUNAS” (B-P for short) at pinagpupunas ang mga sapatos namin pati mga naka tsinelas lang pinunasan din at hanep sa punas! basta lang nakapunas imbis na maalis ang dumi nadagdagan pa sa dami ba namang pinupunas sari saring sapatos na ang napunas isa na ako doon pinunasan ng bata ang paa ko at naramdaman ko ang magaras na dumi na ipinahid ng sakin tipong alikabok o lupa na galing sa tambutcho at sa kalsada. Pero binigyan ko pa rin ng piso kahit pano nakakaawa kasi.

Sa bawat kita ko sa mga taong badjao at sa mga batang nagpupunas sa intersection iniisip ko kahit ganito lang sila may mga pangarap din na gusto matupad at marami sa kanila gusto makapag-aral wala lang silang puhunan at naiisip ko din paano kung ako ang nasa kalagayan nila ipinanganak na magpunas ng mga sapatos,humingi sa mga tao sa jeep, na minsan maiisip mo bakit ako ipinanganak na ganito?bakit hindi sa mundo ng may mga kaya-kaya? Nakakaawang isipin ang mga sanggol na hawak nila, walang kamuwang muwang sa ngyayari ginagawa silang model(hindi ko alam kung paano idedescribe) para maawa ang tao sa kanila. Sa bawat araw lagi ko naiisip yun napaka palad ko na lang talaga at inilgay ako ng dios sa ganitong buhay na kahit paano nakakapag-aral ako pero sa likod ng aking isip tinatanung ko din sa sarili ko bakit ganun ang buhay? Bakit nila kailangan maranasan yun mawawala na lang sila sa mundo ganun pa din ang istado ng buhay nila alam ko hindi gusto ng dios yun at ayaw nyang mang yari may kasabihan kasi na” everything has a purpose” pero hindi ko pwede iapply dito, hindi ko naman pwedeng sabihin na may purpose ang dios kaya ipinanganak ka sa ganyang buhay namulat ka, nagkaisip at marerealize mo wala pala kayong bahay. Marami sa atin ang hindi makuntento sa kung anong pamumuhay meron tayo, ou gusto mo umasenso gusto mo higitan ang buhay...

ITUTULOY....ANTOK NA KASI AKO..=D