THE KNIFE (declamation)

THE KNIFE
by Angel Grace Adem


You! You! Yes I'm referring to you! 

You wanted to know the truth or answer to your questions?  

Game on! 

"YOU'RE crazy!" 
My reply is :
"Hahahaha (evil laugh) Yes, I am...I am crazy to seek babble the truth."

"You're a KILLER! MURDERER! "
" Hmm!  You are correct! (clapping of hands) 
Yes, I am a murderer and I even enjoy seeing his blood on my hands after stabbing him on his chest with the same knife... same knife he use to killed my family".

It seems like everything just happened yesterday as I can still remember every details related to it.  It was my 5th birthday,  July 22, 2006, we decided to celebrate at home and invited a few people and  he was one of the "SPECIAL" guest as per my fathers description.

"Happy Birthday to you!  Happy Birthday!  Happy birthday!  Happy Birthday Angel Stella Dixon!" 

"We love you so much our little Angel" - my mom said. 
  
As the day ends, our visitors parted ways with smile on their face and leave so much joy on me.  It was most memorable moment in my life. 

While secretly eating an ice cream under our kitchen table,  I hear crashing sounds near me.  

Dad!  (I SCREAM LOUDLY) 

I saw my dad, my most loving and caring dad covered with his owned blood whose neck was cut off from his body. Blood burst from his neck and was all over the floor.

And the special guest whose no other than your beloved Senate President "Stevan Cruz" run towards me and 
Terrified with what I saw, I shout and run towards my mom who was on  the living room

"Mommy,  Mommy... (sobbing)  "

My mom come towards me and said 

" Always remember we love you until our last breath. Run my little Angel...run! Run now! 

My mom tried to fight back with the baseball bat,  but the person you think a SAINT,  stab my mother without no hesitation and killed not only my mom but also my 7th month little brother settling in my mom's womb with that the same knife.

"You can now punished me! Punch me! Hurt me! 
I encourage you to kill me instead because I am contented with the outcome of my doing!  Hahaha"

And last thing I remember was I stab my neck with the same knife and everything went black. 

DECLAMATION - its defination

What is declamation?

According to yourdictionary.com
Declamation means a speech with feeling, or refers to the act of reciting a speech or rhetoric.
A political speech that is a great piece of rhetoric and that inspires others is an example of a declamation.
When you deliver a political speech intended to rally supporters and intimidate opponents, this is an example of declamation.

From speechanddebate.org
Declamation requires students to select a speech that was delivered in public and perform an excerpt of that speech to an audience.

From Merriam Webster:
expressing feelings or opinions in a way that is loud and forceful

HISTORY: Wikipedia.org

In Ancient Rome, declamation was a genre of ancient rhetoric and a mainstay of the Roman higher education system. It was separated into two component subgenres, the controversia, speeches of defense or prosecution in fictitious court cases, and the suasoria, in which the speaker advised a historical or legendary figure as to a course of action. Roman declamations survive in four corpora: the compilations of Seneca the Elder and Calpurnius Flaccus, as well as two sets of controversiae, the Major Declamations and Minor Declamations spuriously attributed to Quintilian. 

Declamation had its origin in the form of preliminary exercises for Greek students of rhetoric: works from the Greek declamatory tradition survive in works such as the collections of Sopater and Choricius of Gaza. Of the remaining Roman declamations the vast majority are controversiae; only one book of suasoriae survive, that being in Seneca the Elder's collection. The controversia as they currently exist normally consist of several elements: an imaginary law, a theme which introduced a tricky legal situation, and an argument which records a successful or model speech on the topic. It was normal for students to employ illustrative exempla from Roman history and legend (such as were collected in the work of Valerius Maximus) to support their case. Important points were often summed up via pithy epigrammatic statements (sententiae). Common themes include ties of fidelity between fathers and sons, heroes and tyrants in the archaic city, and conflicts between rich and poor men.
As a critical part of rhetorical education, declamation's influence was widespread in Roman elite culture. In addition to its didactic role, it is also attested as a performative genre: public declamations were visited by such figures as Pliny the Elder, Asinius Pollio, Maecenas, and the emperor Augustus. The poet Ovid is recorded by Seneca the Elder as being a star declaimer, and the works of the satirists Martial and Juvenal, as well as the historian Tacitus, reveal a substantial declamatory influence. Later examples of declamation can be seen in the work of the sixth century AD bishop and author Ennodius.

WHO KNEW (declamation)


WHO KNEW

Who knew I'd end up admiring someone who was way out of my league? Who knew that smile would make me blush in an instant? In a second? Who knew? I didn't and the truth is? I'm shocked.

I'm surprised with how the world suddenly had colors and shapes and sparkles and giggles. That voice I keep repeating in my head help me sleep.

Sometimes, it doesn't because I love the way he speaks, the way he greets, the way he talks... everything!

Who knew I'd get turned on by the way he walks? I spotted him sitting on the bench, the couch, the floor and, my gosh, he's so hot!

Who knew his eyes can start a fire, awaken the dead, bring light in this world full of darkness?

I'm speaking from my heart, from my soul... because he is my heart and he is my soul.

Who knew I'd be this in love?

Who knew?

Who knew?

AGONY (declamation)



AGONY

Agony isn't just a word. It's not just a noun. It's not just something you check in the dictionary or something you hear about.

It involves pain.
It's suffering.
It leaves you drain.
It's hurting.
It's agony. Agony. AGONY!


Agony kills. Agony surrenders. Agony haunts. Agony. Agony. AGONY!

It demotivates you. It's a feeling. It's a weakness. It's a drug that controls you. It lives in your dreams. It scares you and yells at you and makes you wonder, "Do I deserve this life?"

It answers, "No. You don't. You're weak and helpless and lonely and embarrassing."

It insults you and harasses you.
It makes you vomit.
It makes you sick.
Agony. Agony. AGONY!

It comes and goes.
It pretends to be your friend then betrays you from behind.
It smiles at you then rolls its eyes.
It's agony. It's an agony. It's THE agony. IT'S AGONY!

So agony, go away! Just go! Your presence weakens me but I want to be strong.

I want to be brave.
I don't want to kneel anymore.
I want to breathe.
I want to live.
I do not want to be in agony. I can't. I will not. I will never.

THE KNIFE (declamation)

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