I am Gerlie Tomenio... they call me Gerl for short.., a simple and kind-hearted person,..Iam 17 yrs.old Im from taguig city i was born on January 11,1991. My parents name are Mr.Dominguito and Mrs.Estelita Tomenio.My fathers is a soldier, MARINES, so that he wants me and my eldest brother to become a military also.. My brother is to be a soldier someday and me is a military nurse.. we are 4 in the family but our eldest one, died last august 22 2007 so we are only 3 by now.. Iam happy to have a simple life that god has been given to me..I am a kind of a person who are very true to myself, being proud and thankful that i live in this world.. I know the real me!, my attitudes and all my thougths, my weaknesses and my strengths.., my likes and my dislikes.. the real me as a whole human being.. I am a type of a person who are always quiet but observant.. I like those persons who are simple also,..kind, sweet and specially honest.I dont like those kind of a person who are lier and most of all pretender because it is very difficult for us to find a true friends because some of them are fake or let just say "pretender".. I am confuse of being belittle by anybody and one of my fears also is getting stupid or ridiculous in a front of anybody.. I dont want to get hurt myself of somebody.Somebody told me that i am a strong person, but if will they see me, i am an ordinary girl who hurt also.. Inspite that i have those weaknesses or fear.. im still trying to improve myself for me to become successful in my life-long journey.. I love reading those books like fairy tale and horror types because for me that kind of books are very interesting..
I have so many goals in life.. to became a successful nurse someday, to finish my studies and have a good work so that i will help my parents and also my younger sister who wants also to finish her study for the future.. I promise that ill study very hard for my successful career...





"TO RIZAL"
by:CECILIO APOSTOL

Immortal hero,whose greatness is legendary,
You emmerged from the hollow of the grave,
Where you slumber in glorious dreams
Come, our love which your memory inflames
From eternal darkness we call to you
To crown your memory with flowers.

Sleep peacefully in the shadows of the other life
Redemptor of an oppressed nation
Dont cry, in the tomb is the mystery
Of the momentary triumph of the Spaniards
Even if the bullet destroyed your brain
Your spirits destroyed an empire

Glory to Rizal! Your sacred name
Like the fires of the thabor inflame
The talent of a genius, youre the light of the mind
a song for the harp
In marble, life,

base on this poem, the writer emphasize how he value and honor Rizal...
An immortal hero, who have a great mind and great heart. The writer pointing it out that Rizal is so brave to fight against the Spaniards just for the sake of all filipino nation eventhough he sacrifice his own life just for our freedom...


"AIR CASTLES"
by:JUAN F. SALASAR

My lifes tomorrow beckons me
from tdistant mountains, high and low,
My future seems a boundless sea,
Where moving passions come and go.
Deep in my heart ambition dwells;
He cheers me up the highland way,
And guides me through the hills and dells
Wherein I pass the busy day .
I cannot write with shakespeares pen,
But Ican love with Shakespeares heart;
I love his skills, his craft of men,
His mastery of poets art.
I do not care for fame, as he,
Enthroned,was like unto a god;
The depth he reached are dark, to me,
But I will grope the ways he trod.
I wear achievements coronet,
For blest are they who see things done!
And all my cares I soon forget
When I have wrought my work alone.
If I be met by adverse fate,
And all my dreams be but in vain,
then must I work the harder yet
With high resolve to try again..
Based on this poem, the writers point out that even he is not good as shakespeare did,but he also love or his heart is in the writing... He dont care for the fame but i thought he is one of the fan of shakespeare or he admire o f this writer.




I am Desiree Guy-ab Tejada. A 18 year old student studying at Rizal Technological University. My family loves calling me “Dinday” while my friends fond of calling me “Dess”. I am the youngest in the family. I have my four siblings. The first three are working already while the fourth one and I are still on our college now.I love to write poems but it’s always unfinished. I still recall that I was on my third year high school when I have my first made poem. It’s pretty funny having a poem made by yourself.

☺In this short Tagalog poem, the poet is comparing his mother's kiss to dew on a flower. He describes her kiss as hope in the heart, light to an unclear mind.

ANG HALIK NI INA

Ang mata ni ina'y bukalan ng̃ luhaKung may dala-dalang damdamin at awa,Ang lahi ni ina'y sampagang sariwaNa may laging laang halik at kaling̃a.Sa halik ni Ina ay doon nalagasAng tinik at bulo ng̃ musmos kong palad,Sa halik ni ina'y aking napagmalasNa ako'y tao na't dapat makilamas.Ang bibig ni inang bibig ng̃ sampaga'yBibig na sinipi kina Clara't SisaKaya't mayrong bisang kahalihalina.Ang halik ng̃ ina'y apoy sa pagsuyo,Hamog sa bulaklak, Pag-asa sa puso'tLiwanag sa mg̃a isipang malabo.



☺In this short Tagalog poem, the poet is addressing a woman and rhapsodizing about her beautiful feet, whose softness he compares to that of cotton.

ANG MGA PAA MO

Takpan ma't ipikit ang mg̃a mata koAy naguguhit din ang mg̃a paá mo,Paang mapuputing nakababalinoSa isip at buhay ng̃ payapang tao.Paáng makikinis at makaulul-palad,Ang hubog ay bagay sa laki mo't sukat,Ang mg̃a sakong mo'y may pulang banayad,Ang mg̃a paá mo'y singlambot ng̃ bulak.Parang mg̃a paá ng̃ nababalitangCleopatra at Leda ng̃ panahong luma,Pano'y mg̃a paáng sa ganda'y bihira.Naiinggit ako sa bawa't yapaka'tsiyang nagsasawa sa paá mong hirang,¿Ano't di pa ako ang maging tuntung̃an?


☺In this short Tagalog poem, the poet is addressing a woman and rhapsodizing about her beautiful hands, which can bring the dead back to life.

ANG MGA KAMAY MO

Aywan kung mayron pang hihigit sa kinisSa mg̃a kamay mong biluga't nilalik,Garing na mistula sa puti at linis,Sa lambot ay bulak, sa ganda'y pagibig.Ang mg̃a daliring yaman mo't biyayaAy di hugis tikin, ni hubog kandila;Ang ayos at hugis ay bagay at tamaSa sutla mong palad na laman ng̃ diwa.Ang makakandong mo't maaalagaan,Ang mahahaplos mo't mahihiranghirang,Ang kahit patay na'y muling mabubuhay.Mahagkan ko lamang ang iyong daliri,Sa kapwa makata, ako'y matatang̃iAt marahil ako'y isa na ring Hari.



☺In this short Tagalog poem, the poet is addressing a woman and rhapsodizing about her lips, the messengers of the secrets of the heart.

ANG MGA LABI MO

Ang mg̃a labi mo ay dalawang lang̃it,Lang̃it-na di bughaw, ni lang̃it ng̃ hapis,Labi ng̃ bulaklak na kapwa ninibigLabing mababang̃o, sariwa't malinis.Labi ng̃ sampagang may pait at awa,Tipunan ng̃ pulót, tamis at biyaya,Sisidlang ang lama'y kabang̃uhang pawa,Pook na tipanan ng̃ hamog at diwa.Tagapamalita ng̃ lihim ng̃ puso,May oo at hindi, may tutol at samo,May buhay at palad, may tula't pagsuyo.Ang̃ mg̃a labi mo'y may pulót na tang̃iKung iyan ang aking pagkaing palagi'yTalo ko ang lahat, talo ko ang Hari.

☺In this short Tagalog poem, the poet is addressing a young woman in her teens, rhapsodizing about how akin to that of a princess her inner and outer beauty is.

MAGANDANG PRINSESA

Ipahintulot mo, dalagang mayumi,Na ilarawan ko ang ganda mong ari,Ipahintulot mong awitin kong lagiAng kagandahan mong makahibang-pari.Bulaan ang madlang balitang PrinsesaKung sa ganda mo ng̃a'y makahihigit pa,At para sa akin, ikaw'y siyang ReynaNg mga kapwa mong masamyong sampaga.Ang kaharian mo'y iyang kagandahan,Ang mg̃a buhok mo't matang mapupung̃ay,Ang paa't pisng̃i mo ay siya mong yaman.Sa dalang ugali, ikaw'y isang birhen,Kamia ka sa bang̃o't sa pagkabutihin,Sa hinhi'y sampaga't sa ganda'y... tulain.

☺This Tagalog poem was written by Lope K. Santos. It describes a woman who has a sensitive temperament. The mimosa plant is called damong makahiya in Tagalog.

ANG MATAMPUHIN

Damong makahiya na munting masanggi’ynangunguyumpis na’t buong nakikimi,matalsikan lamang hamog na konti’t halik ng amiha’y mabigla sa dampi mga kinaliskis na daho’y tutupi’t tila na totoong lanta na’t uns’yami.Mutyang balintataw ng buwang maningning sa salang mabiro ng masayang hangi’y pipikit na agad sa likod ng dilim, panakaw-nakaw na sa lupa’y titingin, sa tanaw ng ulap at ng panganorin.Malinaw na batis ng mahinhing bukal na napalalabo ng bahagyang ulan, kahit dahong tuyo na malaglag lamang ay nagdaramdam nang tila nasugatan; isang munting batong sa kanya’y magalaw ay dumaraing na at natitigilan.Matingkad na kulay ng mayuming sutlang kay-sarap damitin at napakagara,munting mapatakan ng hamog o luha, ay natulukot na’t agad namumutla; salang malibangan sa taguang sadya’ ypinamamahayan ng ipis at tanga.Kalapating puting may batik sa pakpak, munting makalaya’y malayo ang lipad;habang masagana sa sariling pugad, ay napakaamo at di lumalayas; nguni, pag sa palay ay minsang manalat, sa may-alagad man ay nagmamailap.Oh, Pusong tampuhin! Ang langit ng buhayay wala sa pusong laging mapagdamdam; hindi nagluluwat ang kapayapaang mamahay sa palad na hubad sa lumbay; lalo sa pag-irog, ang tampo’y di bagay kaning maya’t-maya at, nakamamatay!

I am Maria Ana Pia P. Camano, simple, fun to be with and quiet person but sometimes I’m talkative. I'm seventeen years old and I was born on July 19,1991 at the Mandaluyong City. My parents are Mr. Liborio Camano and Mrs. Marieflor Camano, they are my loving Parents and they do anything for the sake of our needs. I have two brothers name Mark Aladdin and Mark Andrew and I have three sisters name Maria Aira Pebless, Maria Amina Pital and Maria Ayesa Pearl. I am the eldest in the family. My favorite food is adobong baboy and sinigang. I love to listen music especially love songs. In weekends I usually do house hold chores, I help my mother washing our clothes and cleaning the house. I like to play badminton and volley ball, and I love to cook and bake cakes. I hate people who are so proud to themselves and can’t get along with other people. I love my family so much because they are the one who give me strength and support and my friends also, because they’re the one who make me happy and helping me in times of trouble. I’m a quiet person, but if there's someone who talk to me I pretend to get shy at first but when we get along or we become close my shy is gone and it's started me to be talkative. I like to see my friends happy, they always say that I’m a funny person and they usually call my name "piaya".






The Way We Live

By Danton Remoto

(For Ted Nierras)Bang the drum slowly, baby,let us roll tremorsof sound to wakethe Lord God of motionsleeping under the skin.Of choosing what to wear this Saturday night:cool, sexy blackor simply fuck-me red?Should I gel my hairor let it fall like water?Of sitting on the sadand beautiful face of James Deanwhile listening to reggaeat Blue Café.Of chatting with friends at The Librarywhile Allan shimmerswith his sequins and wit.Of listening to stories at Cine Café:the first eye-contact,conversations glowingin the night,lips and fingers touching,groping for each other's loneliness.Of driving home under the flyover's dark wings(a blackout once again plungesthe city to darkness)Summer's thunderlighting up the skyoh heat thickas desireThen suddenly the rain:finally falling,falling everywhere:to let go, then,to let go and to move on,this is the way it seemsto be. Bang the drum, baby.




In this poem the author describe the things that a one person do in the way he or she live.





To The Philippine Youth

(Source: Rizaliana Site)

Unfold, oh timid flower !Lift up your radiant brow,This day, Youth of my native strand !Your abounding talents showResplendently and grand,Fair hope of my Motherland !Soar high, oh genius great,And with noble thoughts fill their mind;The honor's glorious seat,May their virgin mind fly and findMore rapidly than the wind.Descend with the pleasing lightOf the arts and sciences to the plain,Oh Youth, and break forthrightThe links of the heavy chainThat your poetic genius enchain.See that in the ardent zone,The Spaniard, where shadows stand,Doth offer a shining crown,With wise and merciful handTo the son of this Indian land.
And If the Heart Can Not LoveBy Jose Garcia VillaAnd if the heart can not lovedeath can not cure it nor sleepno splendor of wound the hearthad no soundBloom has escaped it and birth the miraculous flowerand music and speech leave it unbewitchedGod it can not spell nor sunnor lover the beautiful wordand it has no sound no soundnor wound



In this poem the author describe the youth in the Philippines as a genius an d great persons.






And If the Heart Can Not Love

By Jose Garcia Villa

And if the heart can not lovedeath can not cure it nor sleepno splendor of wound the hearthad no soundBloom has escaped it and birth the miraculous flowerand music and speech leave it unbewitchedGod it can not spell nor sunnor lover the beautiful wordand it has no sound no soundnor wound

In this poem the author describe the heart that cannot love as that no sound.

I’m Maribel, a quit type of person, I always want to watch movie in English rather than tagalog , because I want to speak in English fluently..Sounds funny..!!I don’t know why..hehehe. I always Say to myself I should have Confidence, I’m a shy type of person. I know someday I will have self-esteem
Doing this Poem for me Appreciate our phil.literature importance as a human being. Love our country and love yourself .

Our Mother Tongue

by: Jose Rizal

IF truly a people dearly loveThe tongue to them by Heaven sent,They'll surely yearn for libertyLike a bird above in the firmament.BECAUSE by its language one can judgeA town, a barrio, and kingdom;And like any other created thingEvery human being loves his freedom.ONE who doesn't love his native tongue,Is worse than putrid fish and beast;AND like a truly precious thingIt therefore deserves to be cherished.THE Tagalog language's akin to Latin,To English, Spanish, angelical tongue;For God who knows how to look after usThis language He bestowed us upon. AS others, our language is the sameWith alphabet and letters of its own,It was lost because a storm did destroyOn the lake the Bangka in years by gone.

OVERVIEW: Whoever knows not how to love is native tongueIs worse than any beast or evil smelling fish. We are free in every language we want to speak. The freedom of each people has a right to put on his tongue. Their are many language in this world we should be proud that English and Filipino we speak. It is in our hand to be use and love what our mother tongues teach us.

Love of Country
By: Andres Bonifacio

What love can bepurer and greaterthan love of country?What love? No other love, none...Nothing dear to a person with a pure heartis denied to the country that gave him birth:blood, wealth, knowledge, sacrifices,E'en if life itself ends...To her one owes the first kissof the wind that is the balmof the oppressed heart drowningin the deep well of misfortune and suffering...The bygone days of joy,the future that is hopedwill free the slaves,where can this be found but in one's native land?...If this country is in dangerand she needs defending,Forsaken are the [child, wife, parent, sibling]at the country's beck and call...Where is the honor of the Filipino?where is the blood that should be shed?The country is being oppressed, why not make a move,you are shocked witnessing this...You who are poor without [recourse]except to live in poverty and suffering,protect the country if your desire is to endyour sufferings, for her progress is for all.Dedicate with all your love—as long [as] there is blood—shed every drop of it,If for the defense of the country life is [lost]this is fate and true glory.


OVERVIEW: Do people love our country? Absolutely yes, they give their love to us by suffering their life for our land .If our country is in danger they are always their to fight and they never think what may happen ,to die or to win ?We truly do anything for the sake of our country.

To The Philippines

By: Jose RizalA glowing and fair like a hour on high,Full of grace and pure like the Morn that peepsWhen in the sky the clouds are tinted blue,Of th' Indian land, a goddess sleeps.The light foam of the sonorous sea Doth kiss her feet with loving desire;The cultured West adores her smileAnd the frosty Pole her flow ‘red attire.With tenderness, stammering, my MuseTo her 'midst undines and naiads does sing;I offer her my fortune and bliss:Oh, artists! her brow chaste ringWith myrtle green and roses redAnd lilies, and extol the Philippines!
OVERVIEW: In the Philippines a lot of things we have that makes wonderful to our Land, different culture from West, Indian Land that has a sonorous sea. We should be proud for the blessing that we have in everyday that we live in this world. We are very lucky for the life that we have and beautiful Philippine Land.

Undying Gratitudes
By: Fernando Bagongbanta

Undying gratitude is dueTo the one who caused the star to riseAnd dissipate the darknessEverywhere in this, our land.
O book most precious,You enfold whithin your leavesEvery doctrine that is goodAnd able to penetrate the soul..
You are the preciuos jewelThat adorns the Christian breast,Pendant to a golden chainWhich I will never take off my neck..
You are the sturdy staffAnd you give me great nimbelnessAs I travel in this worldUntil I behold God himself.
You are the unbreakable rudder;And even if a tempest rages,I trust in you comletelyTo bring my course to safe port..
What great fortune and blessing it isFor one who enjoys this reading:His soul would be filledWith heavenly riches.
And if sadness comes to me,You will give me true consolation;And if there be weariness and pain,It is you in my heart will find rest;All other goods are worthless to meBecause my soul hopes to receive from youGrace and everlasting glory.


OVERVIEW: What great fortune and blessing it isFor one who enjoys this reading:His soul would be filledWith heavenly riches.
For it costs so little effortAnd brings so much profit And he will become men learning.

Poems from Marc Joemer Valencia. Basically, my poems are about love but that does not mean im a hopeless romantic. Why I like these poems is that they possess great meaning. They share a meaningful thoughts to all those who can read it. Things to describe myself...simple guy, small guy living a quiet life.

Numb

I open my mouthto scream but nothing comes outi try to hit the wallbut i cant movei want to crybut no tears will form
i fall to the floorunable to move,unable to feel and speaki have no emotioni lie herei lie here completelyNUMB!!!





Our Friendship

Do you remember that dayWe first met.It was plain and simpleOur little conversation.But then you leftJust walked out the door.
One day you came backI said hello.You looked at me and smiledI still remember that smile.We became closer friendsI secretly liked you.
After awhile we’d just sit thereI was shy.There was nothing but silenceMy heart was racing.You told me that you liked meBut much more than just a friend..





What I Have To Say

What I have to say is straight from the heart,You may not have known it yet,But i have loved you from the start,From the moment our eyes first met,I wanted to get to know you,Please believe everything I say,These feelings are so true,I hope you feel the same way,It’s time to make it official,







My name is Blesilda Eunice P. Floresca. Truly a blessing and happy victory that’s what my name stands for. But I prefer you’ll call me by my second name. My life is indeed very nice and happy like what my name has to say. Growing up with people who truly loves me was such a God’s blessing… I’m the only one daughter of my parents. During my eighteen years of living in this world my family who truly loves me made me felt that I’m complete and not alone. I learn to live my life the way they want me to be…I’m free, free to do anything I want to. I’m kind, crazy, and adventurous I like to try new things and what life has to offer.. ..

MAY BAGYO
Bienvenido Lumbera

May bagyo ma’t, may rilim
Ang ola’y titiguisin,
Aco,y, magpipilit din;
Aquing paglalakbayin
Toloying cong hanapin
Dios ama namin.

Cun di man magupiling
Tocsong mabaomabauin,
Aco,y mangangahas din;
Itong libro,y,basahin,
At dittoco hahangoin
Aquing sasandatahin.

Cun dati mang nabulag
Aco,y pasasalamat
Na ito ang liwanag
Dios ang nagpahayag
Sa padreng nagsiualat
Nitong mabuting sulat.

Naguiua ma,t, nabagbag
Daluyong matataas
Aco’y magsusumicad
Babagohin ang lakas
Dito rin hahaguilap
Timbulang icaligtas

Cul lompo ma,t, cun pilay
Anong di icahacbang
Naito ang aacay
Magtuturo ng daan:
Tomcod ay inilaan
Sucat pagkatibayan.

TRANSLATION:

Though it is stormy and dark
I”ll strain my terful plaints
And struggle on-
I’ll set out on a voyage
And persist on my search
For God our Father.

Though I can’t sleep a wink
Because of the temptation bearing
Down on me,
Still will dare
To read this book,
And from it, draw

Though blinded in the past,
I’ll give thanks
For this light
Which God let shine
Upon the priest who has made known
This noble book.


Though tossed and dashed,
By huge waves,
I’ll trash my legs
And renew my strength-
In this book will I grasp
For the buoy that saves.

Though disabled and limping
Nothing can hold back my steps,
For this book will take me by the hand
And shoe me the way-
The staff was prepared
To give me strength.

-The poem made me realize that we should be thankful of our lives. Faith in GOD is a number one must,
He’s the one who’s giving us support, strength and given his life for us.

POEM
By: Marcelo H. Del Pilar



Now I shall begin, dear brothers
The song of the cumintang which you ask
They say there was a sea whose depth was known but a secret,
Shallow but its depth could not be measured.


And the fish that swim in the waters
It would bring pleasure to sight
Those that are big have sharp spines
And those that are small do not even have fins


So that there is no fear in jumping at them,
And is not imagined that they can choke the throat
Yet sometimes the throat of him stucks
If he who catches becomes unlucky.

In the middle of the sea it is said
There is a high tree
The branches are wide-spread, leaves plentiful,
That give shade to that sea.


At the foot of the tree, the waters
That arises its sweetness and freshness
But toward the end, for reason unknown
Little sweetness can be tasted.

This poem of the great Marcelo del Pilar reflects how was the days before during the war, how he compare the big fishes as the sharks from the American’s who wants to reign Philippines.






SA HABANG BUHAY
By: Cirio Panganiban

Kagabi,
Nang kita’y magisnan,
Puso ko ang yong pinaglalaruan,
Bago ka umalis noo ko’y hanagkan,
At sa nilalarong puso ko’y kinuha
Ang kaligayahan
Ngayon, Panaginip, ang hinihingi
Ko’y kaunti pang buhay
At ang iyong limos na tula,
Pag-ibig, Kaluwalhatian.


Tula at Pag-ibig . . .
Gaya ng anino,sila’y pinapahid
Ng dilim ng buhay sa gabing may hapis.
Nguni, salamisim, halina’t lumapit
Sa nag-aanyayang diwa ko’t panitik
At ikaw, Pag-asa sa huli kong langit
Dumating ka ngayon at ang nawawala kong tuwa’y ibalik
Nais ko sa dating hardin ng pagsinta,ang pusong may sakit
Ay muling mamupol ng mga bulaklak na wala pang tinik
Sa gayon, ang tula at awit ng puso’y bubukal sa dibdib
At sa luwalhati ang bagong buhay ko’y kusang magtatalik.

Kaluwalhatian . . .
Dito’y walang iba: ikaw lang at ako,
At sa habang buhay, ikaw ay Salimsim,
Ako’y makata mo!


This professes an undying love of someone to the one he truly loves. He’s still hoping that there will come a time that both of them will be together,, he is still waiting and will forever wait for all of his life. These is a very nice poem, the author is a good poet that made him popular by his undying love for his woman of his life.








SALAMAT NG WALANG HOYANG
By Pedro Suarez Osorio

Salamat ng walang hoyang
Sa Iyo Diyos cong maalam
Nitong iyong auang mahal
Sa aming catagalogan


Unending thanks
To you, God of wisdom,
For this your great mercy
On the Tagalong people.

Ang ito ngang librong mahal
Na ang lama iiyong aral
Iyong limbing tinulutan
Ilimbag at ng marangal.

This fine book
Which contains your message,
You have speedily allowed.
To be published and honored.

Nang caming mga binyagan
May basahin gabi’t arao
Na aming pagaaliuan
Ditto sa bayan ng lumbay

So that we Christians
Might have something to read day and night
Something to console us
In this valley of tears.

Cun ditto isipi’t tunghan
Ang gua,t, ang dilang asal
Uala ring liuag munti man
Matuto sa cabanalan
Caya ngani cun sino man
Ang katamaran ay iiwan

Mangag pilit ding mag-aral
Nitong dilang casaysayan.

Anyone who reads and medidates
On what to do and how to do it
Without the slightest trouble
Will learn the ways of holiness.

Therefore whoever you are
Leave sloth behind
And strive to learn
From his account.



Cun atin ngang pagtamanan
Sundi,t, camtan itong aral
Madlang lubha paquinabang
Ang caloloa,t, catauan.


If we’d only apply ourselves
And takes these lesson by heart
All manner of profit
Will accrue to our body and soul.


Cun sundan nati, t ingatan
Ano ngang di cagalingan
Caloloua, i, magamamahal
Guiguinhawang magka gulang.

If we’d take them to heart and keep them
Every manners of goodness will be ours
Our souls will be endeared to God
And grow in virtue as we go older.



The poem tells how Christians are really religious in different ways, one’s christianity must be followed with compassion and expressing the real thoughts of the good life. Like the author he mention that we should take the different lessons in our lives with good manner that profits it all. We must apply these lessons on our daily lives as a part of our love for GOD.