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Declamation

Dr. Reyes is on trial for killing his mother. He recounts growing up poor and his mother's determination to see him succeed. He became a cancer specialist to help others, but was too late to help his dying mother. One night, his mother begged him to end her suffering, but he refused, promising to give life not take it. However, when she begged again, he injected her with what he said was distilled water, ending her suffering, though killing her. He asks the jury for their verdict, saying he deserves to be punished.

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Declamation

Dr. Reyes is on trial for killing his mother. He recounts growing up poor and his mother's determination to see him succeed. He became a cancer specialist to help others, but was too late to help his dying mother. One night, his mother begged him to end her suffering, but he refused, promising to give life not take it. However, when she begged again, he injected her with what he said was distilled water, ending her suffering, though killing her. He asks the jury for their verdict, saying he deserves to be punished.

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BASCO, EDNA D.

BSN 2W-4

The Declamation Piece...

I KILLED HER
I killed her because I do love her. These hands, these hands that give life to many, killed her because of
my love to her.

Ladies and Gentlemen of this honorable court, please listen to me, listen to my story before you give my
verdict. I am Dr. Reyes, a cancer specialist. I was born in a slum district of Batalon. My father oh! I don't
know him for I am a child of faith. My mother brought me up in such determination and my ambition was
to escape the filthy and horrible place of Batalon. I was nourished with hope that someday I might live a
life different from her. My mother had a burning faith that she turned the nights into days. All her efforts
were not in vain for I pushed through with flying colors. My mother who had given her whole life to me
had tears in her eyes as she pinned the gold medal on my proud breast.

Later on, I was sent as a scholar of the Philippines to the United States of America. I embraced my
mother… tightly as I've reached the plane….."Mother, mother,.." I whispered. You will always be my
best mother in the world.

After four years, I came back with laurels. I became a cancer specialist. I gave my mother everything but
I was too late. I who had used to ease the pain of many, came too late to the life of my dying mother. I
gave the best treatment but the grasp of death was so tight around her. My God, what is the use of ten
years of study if I couldn't even use it at my mother's pain.

Then one night, I heard a strange cry. I run to her room. "Do you love me, child?"… she asked, as I
embrace her. " Yes, mother….. If only I could get all your pain and agonies…"

" Then….. if you love me, end my sufferings, kill me… Let me die."

"But, mother, I promise to give life and not to end it."

God…. She did not deserve the unhappiness. She deserves to be happy.

I run to my room and came back with a syringe.

"Mother, forgive me…. God, please understand me…."

"Mother, mother, you must not die….. Don't leave, I love you. It was only a distilled
water…..Mother…… Mother……. MOTHER……"

Now, Ladies and Gentlemen, give me your verdict. Yes, it was only distilled water which ended the
sufferings of my mother.

Judge me….. Punish me………


GO, punish me………….. Thy will be done!

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