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2 OFFICIAL STUDENT PUBLICATION OF DAPITAN CITY NATIONAL HIGH SCHOOL JUNE - OCTOBER 2017
Dapitan City National High School journalist heave awards in the Regional Schools Press conference held in Pagadian
City, December 11,2017.
Herard Mandantes and
John Samuel Abay rank First
What’s Inside? in Sports Writing (English) and
Photojournalism (English).
The Immortality of Kean Andrei Bagaipo place
“Talangka” Republic Second in News Writing
(English). Sherrizah Recamara
got Fourth place in Editorial
Writing(English),Seventh
place in Sci-tech (English) is
Julia Bulagao and Marchielle
Quimeging got six place in
News writing (Filipino).
With the theme 21st
page 2
centurv Campus Journalists:
Broken in the Land of Scars Vanguards of Truth and
Change / Pampaaralang
Mamahayag sa lka-21
HAKOT AWARD Student-writers of Dapitan City National High School pose with their awards in the recent Regional Schools
Siglo:Tagapagsulong ng Press Conference.
Katotohanan at Pagbabago “
“ Laban Lang!” Mandantes
explaims as they will
DCNHSians haul awards in DSPC
represent Dapitan City Danica C. Sarimos Photojournalism. Sherizzah uttered. He further stated
Divison in National School Dapitan City National Recamara places third in that the DCNHS writers will
page 3 Press Conference. High School (DCNHS) Editorial Writing. Garnering continue to train and give
journalists haul awards in the fourth place for Feature their best in the upcoming
DCNHS mentor represents PH the Division Schools Press Writing is Vince Louanne Regional
Conference held at Dapitan Tabilon.
Schools
Conference that will be held
Press
EDITORIAL
The Immortality of
“Talangka” Republic
Talangka or crab has higher grades than them.
this behaviour of patiently Workers snag at each other
waiting until another crab to pull them down rather
has almost escaped before than congratulating them.
yanking it back into the pot, Politicians who will never
thus; this give birth of so praise the visions of the
called crab mentality. opponents who win over
This mentality is first them.
coined by a writer Ninotchka Undoubtedly this is
Rosca in reference of a chronic disease in our
persons’ attitude who society. An illness each of us
actually practise the same is guilty. If we let this “virus”
behaviour of the crab. destroy ourselves- we are
Recapitulating the Three Bin System It has become a norm
in our society to a point that
contributing to the major
causes why our country is
School Eco Club/ Yes-O in this bin.
we hardly see it as a bad not progressing.
adapted the Three Bin System. Red lids or garbage/
thing anymore. This violence We keep on hearing
This system has been first rubbish bin should only
and twisted mentality that the words unity but never
introduced by Lismore City contain soft plastic, nappies,
consumes each of us is exerted effort to work it out.
Council (LCC) last July, 2006. ropes, hoses, broken crockery,
This methods is very glassware, old clothes, rags, difficult to notice because Making an excuse that this
effective if each of us is foam, foil, and wrap. we all grown up around it. is part of competition. If we
responsible enough to do our The Green Lid/ Organic We are fully accustomed stay in this mentality, we will
part. Nonetheless, most of Bins is for food scraps and in seeing people who “pull not grow as a person and
the students overlooked its materials from the garden like down” each other instead definitely we will not grow
importance. While some of us small branches, leaves, and of being happy seeing as a nation.
are able to keep our garbage in flowers. someone achieving. We all This is the greatest
trash bins however, forgetting Students should go through this; the gossips, challenges every one of
the proper segregation of be aware of this because backstabbing, sarcasm and us should fight. A battle
Trash is becoming a waste. efficient and effective waste gesture creep in. It seems between our own attitude
larger and larger problem Colored trash container management is best achieved that it is already in our genes. and personality. A makeup
in our society and in the are not just for decoration if everyone gets involved. And if you’re not familiar lesson for us that we should
environment today. As a purposes, it is there because it We commend the brilliant with this you are indeed be happy in the success of
matter of fact, our country has has functions. idea of Eco Club/Yes-O on this lucky! others, be able to forget
one of the highest amount of Yellow bin or Recycling three bin system. But we, as Commonality of the words hatred, envy and
solid waste generated in the bin is for cans, tins, glass, part of this institution should this strikes at all levels, from jealousy which is part of
world. bottles, jar, cartoons, papers do our part to see a better our neighbours defaming being a human accordingly.
As a response to this and cardboard, rigid plastic result and make our school neighbours through gossips. To some point in our
looming garbage problem, containers and aerosol cans. waste free. Students are destroying life, why not try to support
Dapitan City National High Plastic bag should not be put Hail to City High! their classmates’ work or one another to make the
project so they won’t get future even brighter.
Mandatory Drug Test: Highway to Death
and tertiary schools shall Are these not enough
undergo a random drug reasons to doubt? Are these
THE SHRINE QUILL EDITORIAL STAFF
testing as pursuant to the not adequate enough to feel
related rules and regulations fear? SARIAH S. GAHUMAN
Editor In-chief
as contained in the school This program is risking our SHERIZZAH S. REACAMARA, JAHANNAH SHRINE C. SALES
handbook and with notice students into school to coffin IANAH JEANNE B. EGUIA
Associate Editors
to the parents might be a and cemetery especially to
good solution under normal those who will come out KIAN ANDREI A. BAGAIPO
News Editor
circumstances. positive to the test. Instead of Vince Louanne R. Tabilon
However, imposing giving them a brighter future, Feature Editor
mandatory drug testing as why are we jeopardizing the LEVI SHANE C. MONTANO
of today could lead to death. safety of our children? Science and Technology Editor
Since President Rodrigo The government should HERARD B. MANDANTES, BRET KYLE A. NEGRADAS
Sports Editors
Duterte launched his “war educate our students about
Standing with AK-47 in my sweaty, if only he was here, he will creep along
shaking hands. with me like we used to in the training I find cover as the wrath
I am there standing like a statue in when I was 8. I clearly remember the day of machine guns flew on
the gateway of hell. Cool winds blows when Commander asked me to shot Bantay my direction. My heart
the pungent smells of dead rotten flesh. in replacement of my life. I begged, but he demanded me to
Enveloped with dust, smoke and the aroma point a gun on my head- “Now choose!” he whisper the name the
of blood spills in the area. I was wearing uttered. dead warrior had called?
my heart on my sleeves, wrapped by Blood sprout from Bantays’ head, while But the truth knock me
anxiousness and nervousness as my brain I try to hide the tears. off, I won’t be home for I
keep on teasing me with the idea that I am “It will make you strong,” Commander never know home.
next who will join the fallen comrades. patted my head and left. Realizing that, I pulled
“You are ready,” commander said as Another explosion that shaken the my AK-47 with fury burning
I celebrated my Tenth birthday. It sounds Earth wake my senses to the present. I in my eyes. I get up shooting like a mad dog, spraying bullets
like thunderbolts on my ears. Feeling the wiped my tears while I keep my journey everywhere. The soft metallic clinging sounds and the smell of
adrenalin rush to my nerves and the craved along. The path is narrowed by lifeless gunpowder overpower my senses.
of power captured my whole being. I grow bodies, debris spattered on the ground. I felt a jolt of pain on my shoulder,
up like this. Guns and ammo are my toys. Soldier collapse near me as he was hit-He I was shot!
Battle zone is my playground. I was here whispered in faintly voice, “I’m sorry Mama, I drop flat on the ground trying to regain the remaining
since I learn to talk. I carry heavy baggage I won’t be home.” consciousness. Blurred shadows approaching me as the gunfire
and walk kilometres away. “Mama?” is an unknown word for me. comes to rest.
Sometimes, I really wanted to cry but My head tries to figured why he called that “Cease fire! Cease Fire! It’s
tears is no place here. This is survival of the name before he retires somewhere beyond a Child.”
fittest. this world. Why? That word sounds so “A Child?” questions
I hear the screams and shouts from significant to me. played in me before
nearby fighter get progressively audible. “Mama… Mama, somewhere in my cruel everything went dim.
Gunshots are everywhere, explosions life- my heart is sure that I have known you,”
sounds so close that give chills to my bones while I try to review some stock memories
while I creep venturing to the Devils’ den. long ago. Yet, No matter how I try, there is
Visions have knock my thoughts, nothing I could remember.
“
hearing the bark of my Bantay. The only
friend I’ve known all my life. If he was here,
Gunshots are
everywhere,
explosions sounds so
close that give chills
to my bones while I
creep venturing to
“
the Devils’ den.
DCNHS community Rejoices