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Declamation and Verse Choir

The document contains three declamation pieces that express the struggles of young girls facing neglect and confusion in their lives. Each piece highlights themes of parental absence, societal judgment, and the yearning for guidance and love. The characters grapple with feelings of being lost, misunderstood, and the consequences of their circumstances, ultimately pleading for help and understanding.

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Declamation and Verse Choir

The document contains three declamation pieces that express the struggles of young girls facing neglect and confusion in their lives. Each piece highlights themes of parental absence, societal judgment, and the yearning for guidance and love. The characters grapple with feelings of being lost, misunderstood, and the consequences of their circumstances, ultimately pleading for help and understanding.

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The Lost Girl (Declamation piece)

I am a girl, young in heart and in mind… I am carefree, I enjoy doing nothing but play,play and play…I
seldom go to school but hmp! nobody cares! Instead,you will see me roaming around standing at the
nearby canto, or hanging around at the sari-sari store standing beside the jukebox stand…

One day I asked I asked my mother to teach me how to behave,to live, and appreciate all the beautiful
things in life.

Would you like to know what she told me?

She said…

" Can’t you see, I have to hurry up for my majong session! "

So I turned to my father to console me. But what a wonderful world word he did tell me…

" Child, I have to finish my overtime work…Here’s 500 pesos, go and ask your teacher about that
question…"

Sadly,I attended my class… But I heard nothing but the echoing voice of my teacher,torturing me with
her words…

" Hey yo lazy girl! Why waste your time studying those things? When up to now you can’t even multiply
seven by nine? Go home and don’t bother me!!!"

I am lost…confused…I don’t know what to do with myself…

Where are my parents to guide me?

My teachers to give me inspirations?

My friends, when I play? I’m lazy and irresponsible.

When I try to study, I get punished for not being able to answer.

Where now…I’m confused…

Somebody, please help me…

You say that the world is beautiful, why is it treating me this way?

Hear me please!

Help me please!

Help me…

I am lost
AM I TO BE BLAMED ( declamation)

They're chasing me, they're chasing, no they must not catch me, I have enough money now, yes enough
money for my starving mother and brothers.

Please let me go, let me go home before you imprisoned me. Very well, Officer? Take me to your
headquarters. Good Morning Captain! no captain, you are mistaken. I was once a good, just like the rest
of you here. Just like any of your daughters. But tome was. when I was reared in slums. But we lived
honestly, we lived honestly in life. My father, mother, brother, sister and I. But then poverty enters the
portal of our home. My father become jobless, my mother got ill. The small savings that my mother had
kept for our own expenses was spent. All for our daily needs and her medicine.

One Night, my father went out, telling us that he will comeback in a few minutes with plenty of foods
and money but that was the last time I saw him. He went for another woman. If only I could lay my hand
on his neck, I will wring it without pain until he breaths no more. If you were in my place, you'll do it ,
won't you captain?

What? You won't still believe me? Come and I'll show you a dilapidated shanty by a railroad.

Mother, Mother I'm home, Mother? Mother?!

There captain, see my dead mother, captain!

There are tears in your eyes? now pack this stolen money and return it to the owner. What good would
it do to my mother now? She's already gone, do you hear me? She's already gone. Am I to be blamed to
the things I've done?
BAD GIRL (declamation)

Hey! Everybody seems to be staring at me..

You! You! All of you!

How dare you to stare at me?

Why? Is it because I’m a bad girl?

A bad girl I am, A good for nothing teen ager, a problem child?

That’s what you call me!

I smoke. I drink. I gamble at my young tender age.

I lie. I cheat, and I could even kill, If I have too.

Yes, I’m a bad girl, but where are my parents?

You! You! You are my good parents?

My good elder brother and sister in this society where I lied

Look…look at me…What have you done to me?

You have pampered and spoiled me, neglected me when I needed you most!

Entrusted me to a yaya, whose intelligence was much lower than mine!

While you go about your parties, your meetings and gambling session…

Thus… I drifted away from you!

Longing for a father’s love, yearning for a mother’s care!

As I grew up, everything changed!

You too have changed!

You spent more time in your poker, majong tables, bars and night clubs.

You even landed on the headlines of the newspaper as crooks, pedlars and racketeers.

Now, you call me names, accuse me of everything I do to myself?

Tell me! How good are you?

If you really wish to ensure my future…

Then hurry….hurry back home! Where I await you, because I need you…

Protect me from all evil influences that will threathen at my very own understanding…

But if I am bad, really bad…then, you’ve got to help me!

Help me! Oh please…Help me!

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