Story For Book Report นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Ang batang babae ay hawak ang isang makapal na libro na may ginintuang takip na kumikinang sa sinag ng papalubog na araw, at ang pamagat ay nakasulat sa lumang font: "Naging Akin Siya Matapos Ng Isang Gabi." "Lola Beatriza," tanong ng bata, ang kanyang mga mata ay naniningning sa pagkamangha, na sumasalamin sa ginintuang pahina ng libro. "Totoo po ba ang lahat ng kwento dito? Totoo po ba na ang lahat ng ito ay nagsimula lang sa isang gabi, tulad ng nakasulat sa pamagat?"

Parang isang stand novel ang librong 'yon dahil nakasulat do'n ang mga bagay na nangyari sa female lead na inspired sa totoo niyang buhay. She writes the book when she’s not okay, when she feels like she’s given up. Some of the scenes she wrote in that book were what happened to her mother, Helenah Miller ten years ago. Namatay si Helenah noong 9 years old pa lamang si Hayacinth. The cause of its death was internal bleeding, mas naging complicated pa ang survival rate ni Helenah noong oras na 'yon dahil na rin sa dinadala nitong bata sa tiyan niya na pang-tatlong buwan pa lamang.

“I will tell the story about the adventure of Boy in One-Strand Hair with his family.” “And I guess, Teo here is also going to publish his book,” Iginalaw nito ang mga kilay at ngumiti. “That’s correct! My story will be about a happily ever after life of Boy in One-Strand Hair,” sabi naman ni Teo. “Let me see. Little John? Wendy? Peter Pan? Do you have a draft of your story? Maybe an outline on how it is going to be?” At parang nagpasa ang tatlong bata ng kanilang paperworks sa kanilang teacher at sabay-sabay na nagtakbuhan.

Naintriga ako kung anong klaseng libro ito, kaya agad akong nagtungo roon at kinuha ito. I knew it! Isa itong short story . Sa tagal kong lumibot para tumingin ng librong babasahin, I ended up finding this book with wrinkled cover and pages eaten by termites I guess. Gayunpaman, I have no other choice but to read it, since I already spent half of my remaining time searching for a book. Kaya naman nagtungo na’ko sa isang vacant table at simulan ko ng basahin ang librong pinamagatang “Till the Right One Comes” While reading it, seems like I don’t like to continue it for as I kept reading it, my tears would be falling any moment.