DECLAMATION PIECES (for females)

MURDERESS
Its already twelve oclock. Oh, God, Im hungry! Ive been running and hiding for
almost three days. Im dead tired. I need some rest. But no, they are looking for me!
And if they find me, I will be put to jail. But, where can I hide? Leos father is so
influential, so powerful. He is the governor of our great province and I happened to
kill his son!
No, dont accuse me like that! Im not a murderess! Hear me, Im begging you, I tell
you Im not a murderess.
Audience, let me explain, please.
Okay, okay, okay! It all happened in school one day. I went to the library to find a
book. Then I found it. I got so engrossed to what I was reading that I almost didnt
notice the time. It was gone past six and, oh my! I think I was the only student left
in the library. To my dismay, Leo was waiting for me outside. I wanted to hide but it
was too late. He was already in front of me.
Hi, Brenda! Can I drive you home?
I shook my head irritatingly. My God, how I hate him! He often sends me scented
love letters in pink stationery which I sent back all unopened. He sends me roses
and chocolates, too. They are my favorites. I wanted so much to eat the chocolates,
but I hate the person who gave them. So I throw them into the trash. How could I
ever get away from this guy?
Hey, Leo, wait a minute! If you want to drive me home, thanks, but no thanks! Im
old enough to go home on my own, okay? So, please stop following me like a dog!
And besides, Im too young for love and I dont accept any suitors, understand?
But, Brenda, I love you! Cant you understand? I can give you anything you want.
Say it and youll have it. And, Brenda, remember, I can get everything I want by
hook or crook. So youd better be good to me or else. Ha ha ha!
And he started laughing like a monster. I got so scared. I know how powerful his
family was, but I still insisted, Leo, how can you be such a jerk? I dont like you and
I dont love you. In fact, I hate you! Now, will you leave me alone?
But instead of leaving, do you know what he did? He pushed me so hard against the
wall and started kissing me. I was shouting for help, but no, no one was there!
Somebody, help me, please! Please, please! Help! Help!
Then he gave me a big, big punch on my stomach. Oh my God! It was painful!
But even before he reached for me again, I spotted a rusty knife and grabbed it.
Now, Mr. Leo Monteverde, try to kiss me again, attempt to rape me again, and I will
never ever forgive you! Go to hell! Um um ummm!
I didnt know how many times I pushed the rusty knife in his body. Then I noticed
something. Blood, blood theres a blood on my hands!
Leo, Leo! Oh, God! I killed Leo! No, Im not a murderess! He was going to rape me
and I just defended myself. I didnt mean to do it, Im not a murderess! Im not a
murderess! But I killed Leo! I killed him! Im a murderess! Ha! Ha! Im a
murderess! Ha! Ha! Ha!

SONG OF THE TEARGAS MAN

I love it ! I love it ! I love it!
This teargas sanctifies my corrupted soul
Ah! The divine odor of it, the excitement
better than demos or rock and roll
Get a load of it, brothers, while its free,
you may never get another chance
this is the right stuff, the real MacCoy,
pure, imported chemicals from France
We may not have money in the bank

no food on the table, no seat on the love bus

but we have secret marshals and policemen,
and most of all, we have a lot of teargas
Get a load of it, brothers, while its free,
you may never get another chance
this is the right stuff, the real MacCoy,
pure, imported chemicals from France
we may no have houses and running water
the taxmen may be running after us
but we have floods and garbage, Amendment 6,
and most of all, we have a lot of teargas
Get a load of it, brothers, while its free,
you may never get another chance
this is the right stuff, the real MacCoy,
pure, imported chemicals from France
Dont save your tears , brothers, they are meant
to be shed, you cannot turn them into cash
but if you join me in this martial festival
youll get a taste of refreshing teargas
Get a load of it, brothers, while its free,
you may never get another chance
this is the right stuff, the real MacCoy,
pure, imported chemicals from France
we may all be poor, we may all be sick
we may not know what the future holds for us
but we should not despair, we should not complain
for, after all, we have a lot of teargas
Get a load of it, brothers, while its free,
you may never get another chance
this is the right stuff, the real MacCoy,
pure, imported chemicals from France

YOUTH HOPING FOR THE GREATNESS OF THE MOTHERLAND

The person standing in front of you does not have the persuasion of Rizal, neither
his wit, nor his intellect. But this person, whom your eyes are watching, whom your
ears are listening into, has in his heart what Rizal passed into the youth hope. My
fair ladies, admirable gentlemen, distinguished guests, fellow speakers, friends, to
the great hero, who dreamed of a better nation, and to all Filipinos, who shares the
dream, good afternoon.
Hopea word that is often misused, and frequently abused. So much grandeur is
put into it, that its real essence is deviated. Let us not be like an ancient Sophist,
who would utter the word in the finest methods and attempt to persuade the people

with his rhetoric, not putting into mind the damage he is doing with the truth of the
matter. . True words, my friends, are not beautiful; beautiful words are not true. Let
us then use the word in its essence, and not complicate it by superficial oratory.
Dr. Jose Rizal, hoped that one day our Motherland would sleep in serenity. He was
optimistic that this country would someday attain liberty, freedom; and
independence from foreign colonizers. Rizal had passed the task to the sole reverie
of fresh yet critical mindsto us. The fair hope of our motherland! as Rizal said. We
hold the silver pen of enlightenment, a future of development and betterment.
The youth, despite the criticisms they face as being stubborn, rash, nave
irresponsible and other labels that the hopeless had put into them, will rise into the
occasion, and prove that indeed Dr. Rizal was right. We could help our society into
moulding a better environment for our posterity. The children of Rizal, the critical
minds of today will changing the world of tomorrow.
Rizal had not seen the great day he wished for, neither did Bonifacio, nor Mabini, or
Aguinaldo. The day that the Philippines is truly free had not yet come. Indeed,
freedom is an arduous task to attain, but it is impossibility. Perhaps our generation
may not see the free Philippines, perhaps the next would either. It would be long, it
would be hard, it could be bloody. But one thing is certain that this generation can
start improving our nation for the youth of the future. We must prepare the
generation that would unshackle our country. We should not, time and again, blame
the previous generation for not doing so much, and wish for our present peers to be
like Superman who would oust the enemies easily. What we should do is to help for
its preparation and theres no better generation to start than the generation of
today.
My friends, freedom is a dream; it is not in the nature of dreams to be put easily into
reality. We may never attain prosperity and equality, yet, we must continue
searching for it. For in that process, although we do not find what we wanted, we
could find what we needed. The sweetest championship is on the process of
searching for it. And, in this progressive search for an orderly society, we raise our
identity as Filipinos and our existences for humanity.
And that would happen, if weyouth will believe, that there is hope
Good afternoon to my fair Motherland.