Our superiors in ADDFII summoned us–Robert, Kenneth and I ( the writers “kuno”) in a writing seminar. Bit of details were handed down to us, they just told us the location and tadaah were fine. We thought it was just a simple seminar about writing that we badly need ( we struggle even with the basics) to enhance our writing skills in making narrative reports that is to be submitted to DSWD. A call of duty in short, we strode on our way to KAPI office in the midst of pouring rain. Both Robert and I found our own comfortable places and took our sits. They served us hot choco, coffee and crackers. They were very kind. We just have few numbers in the room, participants were mostly La Verdad Students taking up Mass Communication and AB Broadcasting. What do you expect, it’s a writer’s gathering. Me and Robert were little intimidated because we thought we are less in terms of knowledge in writing and we might not grasps the ideas easily that will be discussed by the lecturer.
So I was staring blankly at the Big screen and crossed my arms across my chest. Twa’s really a cold room, serene, with intellectual aura from the people around. So as I was saying, I stare blankly at that big screen when suddenly it flashed
“1ST WRITER’S CONGRESS”
“Man, it sounds like a big one..i thought it was just a mere seminar” my minds speaks in manner I am outraged haha. And this congress aims to develop its participants so they can be geared to write in a magazine. “What on earth am I doing here?” I told to myself. I thought we’ll just discuss on metaphors and simile and doing narrative reports. I am a bit outraged (just a bit hehe) because this event wasn’t clearly explained in details, our fault as well cause we never asked. To my surprise, I felt a bit strange. I just knew there would be workshops and group dynamics or sorts and I was hoping not. But there is, and it is 2 workshops. I am not sociable, I hope this shall pass the soonest. I cannot untangle myself anymore in this trap hahaha! so the best way to move on is to accept.
The speaker is a big woman–figuratively. Maam Jane Abao, the very controversial Maam Jane Abao who has been a subject in online arguments about religion. She was a very compassionate speaker. She has a solid stance in what she says, very inspiring and motivating. That time I was not planning to take writing seriously but after she said her piece I was moved, I feel the need to contribute in the society. Naks! She’s awesome. She speaks plainly but when you read her writings, they were monstrous hard to gauge using my small word bank. I feel inspired and challenged.
Speaking of the workshop, It was a writing workshop. Of course!
There were a list of topics and we are entitled to pick one and make a query–letter to the editor. We were thought of the format and formula at the earlier part of the seminar. I may say that the organizers of that event are determined in looking for potential writers for Believer Magazine that will be issued on December. Before I, my co participants were asked to select a topic from the list shown in the screen. To misfortune, my bet was picked the soonest. When it was on my part, Maam Jane proposed me the topic ” Ant Mutiny: The Mystery Behind Ant Army”. She told a bit of and idea. At the back of my mind “What do I know about ants? I just knew they bite my leg when I am washing the dishes because our kitchen is a messy slump” haha kidding aside. I have a little idea but the word “mutiny” confused me. I knew ants depicts togetherness, works en masse and mutiny suggests that there is a war within them. That is controversial and mysterious. I’ve never heard such, it sounds betrayal. How come?
So I started the query. My topic is concrete, readers don’t need my own insights it requires facts to unlock the mystery behind. So I plotted the questions, I, myself is interested to know as well and arranged them afterwards. So I was through with my query. I passed it to Maam Jane with confidence. Naks! I observed her face using my peripheral vision while eating pancit. She’s actually reading them from top to bottom. Then she call everyone’s attention and says “There’s a write up here that is a candidate for most competitive query”. To my happiness I lose my appetite in eating hahaha!
All have passed. And Thank God mine was selected to be the most competitive query among the participant present. I am so grateful. I don’t know what to feel, it may be little to some but it is something great on my part. My name ( just be uttered by Maam Jane is an honor), so humbling :).
Robert got the best mind concept. We both have prizes and the prizes are so sweet, literally. I am eating them now!
a bagfull of chocolates and cloudnines! Really sweet! I made them my lunch because nobody cares to cook lunch in this house hahaha!
So, we were asked by Bro. Bob Clarita, the presidenct of the Writers Connect to visit the ADD Publication every saturday.
And we end up so happy, especially I. I feel elated and welcomed in the world of writers. In the world of words and brains hahaha…
I know I am worthless and I need to enhance myself more with God’s help.
Maam Jane said “READ READ READ” she said this a tons of times, I just fail to count… 😦
I don’t know if I want to be a writer. I just know I want to be effective in all manner I can be used. I love studying and caregiving more than writing. But let’s just see. I don’t want to box myself either and lose opportunities.