Planners and builders, they are what this country needs. Call it a matter of honor, sir, or honesty. Then the road was pebbled and uneven, the car bucking slightly; and they were speeding between open fields, a succession of narrow wooden bridges breaking the crunching drive of the wheels.
After what Cortes has done, he did not felt sorry, but he said that he will surrender to the Japanese. The crickets chirped peacefully in the moon-pale darkness beneath the trees. Ilang gabi na siyang nagmamaneho ng ganito sa tahimik na bayan, pagkamatya ng isang tao, o di kaya ng isang bata na umiiyak galling sa sinapupunana; at ang pagpapalit ng galaw, ng pagbabago, ng mabilis na pagdaraan ng mga araw patungo sa katotohanang tumampi sa kanyang muli, panandali, at hindi pa rin niya mahanapan ng mga kataga.
Why not the younger ones for a change? Lazaro ang batang mukha na nakatuon sa kalsada, isang puyo s amay taas noon, ang maliit na kurbada ng ilong, ang kanyang sariling mukha bago bago siya umalis para makag-aral sa ibang bansa, isang estudyanteng puno ng mga haka-haka, noong una, bago mawala ang pananampalataya, ang Diyos na mahirap manunawaan, hindi maintindihan, at kahit saan, para sa kanyang ang mga walang kabuluhang aksidente ng pagkakasakit.
He wiped off the sweat running into his eyes, then holding the rigid body with one hand, he tried to draw air into the faltering lungs, pressing and releasing the chest; but even as he worked to rescue the child, the bluish color of its face began to turn gray.
Ang daan ay duon lamang, hindi ba? Kung ang doctor ay papayag na pumunta kahit hatinggabi, hinihintay siay ni Esteban sa estasyon.
How strange that it should still live, his mind said as it considered the spark that persisted within the rigid and tortured body. Ngunit ang konkesyon ay may diperensya, may ingay sa mga linya, parang idinagdag ng kadiliman sa kalayuan ng bahay sa bayan at ng gasolinahan sa ibayong kabukiran.
Lazaro, swallowing a taste of earth, of darkness, maneuvered the car back onto the road, his arms exhausted and numb.
God go with you. Lazaro watched the young face intent on the road, a cowlick over the forehead, the mall curve of the nose, his own face before he left to study in another country, a young student of full illusions, a lifetime ago; long before the loss of faith, God turning abstract, unknowable, and everywhere, it seemed to him, those senseless accidents of pain.
But the church says. In the two years Ben had been away in college, they had written a few brief, almost formal letters to each other: The truck rumbled and moved ponderously onto the road, its throb strong and then fading in the warm night stillness. Cortes promised Cely that they would come there again after the war.
He used to believe in it, too. He seems to be on vacation both from home and in school. Posted by Rose Flores Martinez,iwrotefiction 4. The single room contained the odors he often encountered but had remained alien to, stirring an impersonal disgust: By the river dogs were barking.
Ngunit ang kislap ng madaling nawala, inilibing sa ulop ng walng-pagkabahala at atok na umaalsa sa utak niya.Apr 27, · February 6, FAITH, LOVE, TIME AND DR.
LAZARO By: Greg Brillantes From the upstairs veranda, Dr. Lazaro had a view of stars, the country darkness, the lights on the distant highway at the edge of town. The phonograph in the sala played Chopin – like a vast sorrow controlled, made familiar, he had wont. -When Dr. Lazaro and Ben are on their way home, Dr.
Lazaro realized everything around him- the town, the people, his family, his faith, love and time that it was long gone. This is a story about a doctor who disbelief in faith, love and time. A class presentation on the Filipino short story Faith, Love, Time, and Dr. Lazaro.4/4(4).
"Faith, Love, Time and Dr. Lazaro" is a short story written by award-winning Filipino writer Gregorio Brilliantes. It won second place for the short story category of the Carlos Palanca Memorial Awards for Literature. The story is about a country doctor named Dr. Lazaro who questions his belief.
May 6, Story: Faith, Love, Time and Dr. Lazaro by Greg Brillantes Pagsasalin: Paniniwala, Pag-big, Panahon at Si Dr. Lazaro Mula sa veranda sa itaas, natatanaw ni Dr. Lazaro ang mga bituin ang kadiliman sa nayon, ang mga ilaw sa malayong highway sa gilid ng bayan.
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