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The Young Citizen: The Magazine for Young People

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Volume 1 (Issue No. 11) December 1935

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1935

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English

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U VE ;ilf'J'Of rhttti• .tr--. !i Ueo>[ill~CGJ CCoum~~ ABER 5 AP61.0 1 1~ f-A-0. 11 ~tory on ~age 296 ,THIRTY CrnTAVOS · TH~ YOUNG CITIZ~N The Best Qlhristmas Gift for Boys and Girls What Bocobo SaysPresident Bocobo.of the Universit>· of the Philippines, in a speech delivel'ed during the Boys' Week on Decembel' 3, lfl(l,), said: "The1·e is the need of fostering the publication and l'eadi11g of chilch·en's magazines. One of the gl'eat needs in this count!'.'' is the cil'culation of chilch·en's magazines of local matel'ial \Vhich 11·il! diffuse inforniation to the chilrll'en l'egarrling wholesome gan;,es, beautiful Filipino legends, stories of our national heroe.'-', etc We say: The YOUNG CITIZEN answel's this need. This is the only publication in the Philippines exclusively edited for Filipino childl'en. fl i.-; fl}J}JJ'rJl'<!d b.y f/1e /J11rerfll of f~'d11ralir!ll. Send Your Subscription To Publishers, n c. 405 P. Faura, Manila Tel. 5-76-86 lh Ii ~t- ~ THE MAGAZINE FOR YOUNG PEOPLE t !Joung 11.J llt.R PUBLISHED MONTHLY. Volume I Number II l!Jnf.ered as Seconll Class 1)1ail i\Jatto· u/ the .l/aniln Post Office on May 16, J.935 This :\lagazint' is Approwd by lht' Buruu or Education for Public Schools The Message This Month CHRISTMAS December is the happiesl month to almost everybody When December is nearing we all have a feeling of joy and happiness. Old folks arc happy. children are happy. everybody is happy; cwn the trees. the flower~. the birds, and the scars seem to be happy. Why I Be cause on Christmas day-Everybody remembers his friends. Evl'rybody sends greetings of gladness and joy rn his friends. Fathers and mothers trv whatever they can to make thl'ir children happy. Children also do wha( they can to make their pa: encs happy. There are fiestas. food. candies. toys. gifts. lights. lanterns. music and everything that makes one's heart throb with joy. On Christmas there is :i feeling of goodwill towarJ one another. Of course the joy, the happiness and the goodwill that we feel during the Christmas season arc our; only when we are ready t·l make our frllowmcn happy If we receive something th:it makes us happy during r~1" Christmas season but we did not give anything to our (/'/<c1>1<' /1rt'/1 lu /JUYC ;!H6) This Month DECEMBER, 1935 Christmas Verses for Children (Poems)-/.11/11 d1' In I'(I;; Pacita's Christmas Tree (A Story)-~11111t h~ m Gn•at l\kn's Thoughts About l\lother 296 The ~tar of Bethlehem '..!.Hi The Wonderful Organ (A Stol'~')-f'l'/iddml 2!17 A Little Doll's Story (A Story)-Jo.-;cfi1:<1 1'. Ur·11c.'1 :!9H Jly :\follwr (,.\ Poem)-/..11/11 de la l'o.: ::oo Rufo's Christmas Gift (A Story).-]),., I. P1111ft1.~iy11i :101 ThP Eltle><l of EiKht (A StoryJ-Au111 Julio :m:1 Th(' ,.\d\·1·ntun's of A Bcj.!xa1·.~oy IJ:'.. Sto1·.\·l An l.J1wxpccted Christmas (;ift (A story... \ 11l1111iu .\/11.ifo;; :106 :{08 ::o~ Pieturial Pag(• ::10 I' Riifal-Hi>< La,;\ Hour~-/Jr. Fmn/.: C. /,a11/wd1 :n1 A Ca\'(~ ( lntel'esting· place><J-./os1· Fdi1·iu11v :n2 Jklinda !A Story)-A11tu11i,, .1/111io;; :112 Thl• Gi·t>at Bell of P<'king· (A Story)-f:/isul1dh 1,at.~1·h :na The AnehoYies 01·. Di\is-A1rnl .IH/iu :n.i Wht·re Christ was Born-f'nrncisco Cm·brr/lo :n5 I Pen and Pencil Circle . . :~rn Young Writers' Page :H 7 Cubbing in the Philippines (Among the Bor Scouts)-Horacio 0<'hangco :a8 Books to Read-E. M. L. ;{20 Kiko'>< Adventures-Gi/1110 Buldod110 :rn::! Christmas is Comin~-(A Song)-Primitfo<t innwda 323 lh .. wing Lessons l'or Little Artists-Gi/11111 1Jn/dot'i110 !l::!fi Mother :\'a tu re",; Chri,;tmas Tt·ce I A Pocm)Fnnwisr" (;, To11oybo111w :·27 Every Month In THE YOUN<_; CITIZSN you will always find· Stories Young people will read again and again - stori.~s that build character, foiklore, fanciful stories, and tducat-ional stories. Poems that the young people of thf! Philippines love. Contests and 'l'hings-· .. oDo Gan~es, puzzles, things to make, cooking, drawing, etc. Art, History, and ~atun~ Study Beautiful photographs and cntHtaining articles and stories which can really eutertain and interest your.g· people in these important subjects. Interesting Features The Pen and Pencil Circk', which stimulates creative exp1·Pssion: the Hobby Pag·e, which opens the war to ne\1 intPrests and develops !111tiative; and the CitizenshiJl Pag·e, which instills practical ideals of good citizenship in the hoys and girls who to. mor1·ow will be the leaders of the world. Book Chats About books and authors young· people will be interested in. Science and Health Talks on scientific subjects. speeial recipes and menus, articles on health nnd sanitntiot1. /<Jdifo,·iol Dii'f'(·fur: .Jose E. Romero. S11l·.~rriJJlio11 f'rin · r:1 fot· or,e \ea1 ot 12 Issues, $2 00 in the Unitt'd ~ta\1" md fo1 e1g11 <'Olll1t11e" Sin:tle ('op,\'. ;w eent11\·o><. Co1.fril1111i11y Editor.~: .Juliaiia C, Pint•da. Encarnacion Alzona . .\]Yaro .\li11·!iiwz. l'r;.;u]a H. lJiehancn, I. Pn11)a,.:igui Stoff .1disl; (;iJnw Halclodtw. f:11.~i11HN .l/111111,<11r: F.. C. Gan:ia. ~ :~~) 1 i; l.w\l.' 1~ ;;. ; ~.' o ~II~: r'1\~,::rY I ' [:; ~:;:f1~::1t~ h~ r~·~ ~: :-:ub,;(')'iption~ arc to be paid to ('O\l:\11':0.:ITY f'l'Bl.ISHERS, 1:-.:c 10.'1 P. Fau1·a . .\Ianila, P. I. /.'1 />!'Oi/11di<i1I ,-,_l 1111,r/ 11111111•1· /1<·1'4•i11 i.~ f'lfll1i!ii/n/. THE YOUNG CITIZEN IJ1:1'f'1t<lu·1·. / . '•.:; CHRISTMAS VERSES FOR CHILDREN -1On Chris I mas Vay I"b: st,irs in he.wl'n brightl'r glow, Thl· birds in gayer fratlh·rs play, Thl· holy's gn'l'l1. the bl•rry's red. For C hrist w,ls born o n ChristmJs 0,ly. 01' B•·t\Jkhcm till' Jngd s sing. or shq)hn<ls ,lnd ·' bt•d o f luy. Tlw .ln gl·I.~ sing o f thn'l' wise kings hn C hrist w:is horn on Christm,1s 0Jy. 1 \ nd ,11l .uound the childn:n sing. ·1·hcir nll'rr)'. merry C hr.ist mas lays( ll pl".l( l' on l'.Htb good will to mi:n . . hn Christ w.1s born on CbristmJs 0Jy. - 11M y (id1 to Alothl!r ( )n J . silkrn spickr·s \Vl'b In lulors blue .10d purpk red. Would I string the brightest starlets. \\'ith moonbcJms here and there spr.:iycd. I \niuld g.1tlll'r scent of lilJcs. J"t, kl·l·p my g.ulJnd fn:sh and sweet I would .qring soml' di.imond dl'wdrops .\.h llhllhn·s ~.lrl.\nds to compktl< On C hristmas 0.1y r<l o ffrr ha. Thl· r,H\'S\ gift for lwr I madl'. With w islH·s fur J C hristnlJS joy,\ wry m..:rry C hristmas tide! -Ill - ~ ( iic1 n~1 ( iiit ·' \\' hl·n Clm.'ilm,1s rnmrs 1 think o l gifts. h ir mothn dl',H .111d .111 my friend.'i. 1 s .wl· SOllll' ]1l'nni\'S h)r n l'W thinp·--· T 11 fill l'.ll'h C hristm,1s with sunshin.-. l hn·1 : lo :-:ivl· so m.lll )' gifts · !1 "'"'P'i nH· h.1ppr .111 thl· · ri.:.u. l'o thi nk how liuk C hristm.1s thoughts Br in ~'i lol.'i u l l.1ughtl'f .lil<l good l'hi:n: l!y l.L' IS.-\ /JL /.;\ !'.-\ / THE YOUNG CITIZEN 2'JJ LITTLE STORIES FOR LITTLE PEOPLE PACITA'S CHRISTMAS TRE:E: LITTLE P ACIT A was very poor. She lived in a very small house. She did not have fine dresses. But she was happy. She liked the flowers in her mother's little garden better than fine dresses. Pacita had very few toys. When she saw the other girls with big dolls, she would say, "I like my cat bette1·. I can play on the ground with my cat." When she saw the boys with kiddy cars, she would say, "I like my dog better. My pet dog can run after me. I run after him. We play together." When Pacita came home from school one clay, she 1·an to her mother. "Mothe1., Mother, my teacher said Ch1·istmas is coming. We have a Christmas tree in our room. Shall we have a Christmas tree at home?" "We shall ask Father if we might have one. You know clear, a Christmas tree costs money." Pacita's mother said slowly. She By Aunt Julia looked sad. She took the little girl in her arms and kissed her. "Oh, never mind, Mother. I do not want it very badly. Caridad, who lives in that big house will have a fine Christmas tree. Her mother is very, very rich. She will let 'me see he1· Christmas tree." "You may wish for one, clear." The mother said. "If you wish hard enough, you might have one. Santa Claus might bring you one." Christmas Eve. When Pacita said he1· prayers with her head on her mothe1"s shoulders, she said, "Dea1· God, if I cannot have a Christmas tree, please let me see one in my dreams." Very early on Christmas morning, Pacita went to church. She saw Caridad riding in a big ca1-. Cai·idad waved to her and shouted, "Pacita, when you walk past our house, look through the gate. You will see my beautiful Christmas tree." "Yes, Caridad, I will. Thank you." Paci ta shouted back. Pacita was met by her mother on the stairs. fPlcase tum to page JZI) 296 THE YOUNG CITIZEN Dcccmbrr, J!I •· . Great · Men's · Thoughts · About · Mother · 1. God could not be eve1·ywhere, and therefore He made mothers.-Jewis/i sayi''!J 2. The future destiny of the child is always the work of the mother.-Napoleon 3. Children are what the mothers 2re.-Landor 4. All that I am, or hope to be, I owe to my mother.-Lincoln 5. All that I am my mother made me.John Quincy Adams 6. The mother's heart is the child's schoolroom.-H. W. Beecher never wholly forgotten-a little spring 7. Stories first heard at.a mother's knee are that never quite dl'ies up in our journey through scorching years. 8. Let France have good mothers, and she will have good sons.-Napo/eon The Star of Bethlehem WHEN JESUS was born in Bethlehem, three wise men came to Jerusalem. They knew of the birth of the "King of the Jews" because they saw His star in the east. The wise men, guided by the star of unusual brightness, reached Jerusalem. Here they lost sight of their celestial guide. Not knowing where to look for the baby, they went to King Herod saying, "Where is he that is born King of the Jews?" After the wise men had left the palace of King He1·od, the star appeared again and went befo1·e them, till it came and stood over where the young child was. Thus they found the Baby Jesus. The appearance of the Christmas star as a sign of the coming of Jesus Christ had been foretold by prophets many years before. The wise men, who we1·e well versed in the language of the sta1·s and in the p1·2dictions of the prophets, waited and watched for the appearance of the star. With regard to the wonderful star, the Rev. 8dmund J. Nuttall, Chief of the Astronomical Division of the Weather Bureau has this to say, "The Star of Bethlehem is not legendar.Y. It is an established fact. The Christmas star was a miraculous phenomenon. It was seen by the Magi only, put there by God to lead the Magi to Bethlehem." /)1('r't11IH'r, l!U:; THE YOUNG CITIZEN 29 7 Tl-H: WONDl:RFUL ORGAN By FELICIDAD DANI ' *Principal, Singalong Elementary School. FATHER CRUZ looked long and carefully at the old church organ. He shook his head. He could not quite believe the tale that went with it. But the organ was there. The old stone church had been 1·ebuilt th1·ee times. The organ had remained as good as new. The years had turned its deep, red color to almost black, but the birds and flowers which were ca1·ved on its two sides still looked very real. The beautiful, bright colors still clung to the wood. They were as fresh as ever. And the music that it gave, especially on Chl'istmas mornings, was the sweetest that was ever heard. Indeed, every year, people came from all parts of the country to hear the old organ played. Father Cruz smiled, then turning his eyes towai·d the image of the Son of God · nailed on the c1·oss, the smile died slowly on his lips. "God," he muttered, "one of God's wonders.'' Benito was young. He was only fourteen years old. But in the whole town, no one could carve better than he. That was the only reason why the alferez had not turned him out into the streets. For, of all the slaves in the house, Benito was the most awkward and cai·eless. When he washed dishes, he always broke either a plate or a saucer. When he waited at the table, he spilled the food on the guests' clothes. But he was most skillful with the knife. He could carve beautifully. That was what the guests of his master always said when they saw the furnitme in the house. And his maste1· was well pleased. One evening, four days before Christmas, he was busy polishing the floor with banana leaves, when he heard a carriage stop in front of the house. The -alfe1'ez had ar· 1·ived. Behind him came four men who were carrying something heavy. It was wrapped in black, heavy cloth. T h e y brnught it to the sala, and then went away. "Benito," called the alferez, as he uncovered it. "Do you know what this is? This is an 01·gan for the church." THE YOUNG CITIZEN Dccrmbrr, f.'I~) "An organ for the church?" murmured Benito to himself. To him, it looked like a small piano. He saw a piano once in the house of the gobernadorci/lo. "Stop staring at the organ, you stupid boy," cried the al/erez. And he gave him a box on the ea1'. "See this picture? I want you to carve it on the two sides of this organ. Do you understand? Finish the work on Christmas Day." When his master had left the room, Benito passed his hand lightly over the surface of the organ. How beautiful the wood was! It was deep red, and very hard and smooth. However, the two sides on which the picture was to be ca1·ved, were very white and soft. Benito wished he could begin the work right away. To carve that beautiful picture on that wonderful wood was better than washing dishes, polish;ng the floor, cleaning oily lamps, or fetching water from the well. And then, he was never whipped when he was carving. But carving was slow work, especially when one carved beautifully. Christmas ·Eve came. One side of the organ was finished. It was beautifully done. But the maste1· had said that both sides should be finished by Christmas Eve. Benito bent his head lower over his work. He knew what the alferez would rlo to him. He took a look at the corne1· of the room where the rattan whip hang. It looked harmless, but Benito knew how much pain it could give. Once, while he was carrying a basin of water to h.is master's room, he slipped, and the basin fell on the floor. The master, greatly angered, took the whip and struck him with it. It fell on his back. For more than a month, he could not sleep on his back neither could he fetch water from the well without feeling as if all the bones on his back would break. "Benito," called the alfei·ez loudly. Benito turned very pale. · "Where is the organ? Have you finished it?" Benito answered not a word. The alferez approached the trembling boy and looked at the organ. Benito wished he could run away. "Not finished!" thundered the alferez. . "'Not finished! Did I not tell you to finish it on Christmas Eve?" He took the whip. He swung it over his head. Then it sang in the air. Benito tried to ward off the blow with his right hand. But when the whip struck his hand, he quickly drew it away-his whole body twisted with pain. "Finish it tomolTOW morning. Do you hear?" cried the alferez. "Finish it, or I'll break every bone in your body. Benito sat back to work. It took him about four days to finish one side of the organ. How could he finish the other side in one night? He felt wea1·y, very weary. His right hand was black and swollen. He looked at it and then at the organ that must be finished by the next morning. He held the knife in both hands, and began to work. tPlease tum fo page 325) l!r1·<'1Hl1Cr, f!J.;;, (A Christmas Story) By Josefina V. Reyes THE YOUNG CITIZEN 29'1 A Little Doll's Story LITTLE girls say, "That is a pretty doll!" Their mothers say, "What a sweet doll!" And am I proud? Of course, I am proud . . . very, very proud. And, my little friends, do you know why I am pretty? It is because I am always happy. You don't know why I am always happy, do you? Well, I'll tell you my story ... a very little story of a very little doll. Long, long ago I lived in a little glass case in a big, big shop. Though I was there night after night and day afte1· day, I was always happy. Little girls would peep at me with eyes that said something. Little boys who looked at Big Train beside me would give me smiles and would say, "When I grow bigger, I will buy Sister a doll like that." Once, I still remember, a little girl whispered to her mother, "Ma, isn't that a cute doll?" And her Ma whispered more softly, "Yes, dear, but we have no money for cute dolls today." · But one day a pretty little girl smiled at me. She had on a yellow dress and a big, yellow ribbon on her head. I looked at her, and, I think, I smiled, too. But suddenly her smile changed to something that was not a smile at all, and I heard her cry. "Papa, I want that doll. I want that doll." And she began to sob aloud. "Which one, my dear?" asked a big voice. "There, don't cry, darling, Papa will buy it for you." And soon I heard the sound of keys. Then somebody took me out and covered me with a green something all over my face, 100 THE YOUNG CITIZEN my hands, my feet, and every part of my body. Then two little hands took me very, very gently. When the cover was taken off my eyes I found myself in a big, nice house. Ancl the little girl with the yellow ribbon was again smiling at me. "You are mine now, little doll. And nobody can take you away from me-not even my cruel, Cl'Uel Aunty." Then she took me in her a1·ms and kissed me gently on the hair. I was very, very happy as many, many days passed by. Emma, that was the pretty little girl's name, made for me a very pretty 1·ed dress and a red bonnet. "Oh, Dolly," she saici, "your dress is as red as your checks." And I felt as if my cheeks grew redder than ever. One day Emma's Papa brought home many, many boxes. He gave them all to Emma, and Emma gave him a big kiss on the head. Then she put me on top of the boxes and carried all of us to the garden. There I saw something ve1·y, very nice. Emma called it "Christmas tree." Oh, it had many different lights and ... it was wonderful. Emma opened all of the boxes, and I saw that she was very happy. Soon she took me and said, "There, Dolly, I have many, many toys. But I love you best, my darling." And she kissed me again. Then she looked up, and I saw that something surprised her. There was a little girl at the doo1'. She had no shoes and her dress was not pretty, but she was smiling. Emma took he1; by the hand and said, "Why don't you come in, little girl? I have many, many toys and a Christmas tree there. Come, let us play." "Oh, no," said the girl. "I . . . I am poor. Your father ... " "No, no, Papa is very good. ·Come, I will give you some chocolates, too." "Oh, no, thank you. Will you . . . will you just let me kiss your doll?" "Kiss? Kiss m:: doll?" Then she walked slowly back to me and took me in he1· arms. She kissed me again and again until I felt something wet on my head. She gave me to the girl anrl said, "The1·e, take her, she is yours now." "You mean ... she is ... " "Yes, yours, My Mother - I - She laughs with me when I succeed In any work be small or bigShe sings with me when I'm glad, Yet, she weeps more when I feel sad. -IIShe keeps me watch both day and night-She teaches me to do things right, She makes me work, yet, lets me play To keep me happy all the day. - III -'When all friends turn away from meShe stays to keep me company. She is an angel from aboveMy mother dear so full of love. LULU DE LA PAZ E. Jarinto Elem. School Papa will buy me another doll. But, please, love her." The gil'l was crying when she answe1·ed, "Thank you, thank you. I . . . I will love he1· ... ve1·y, very much, because . . because, you know she is my only Christmas gift." And she did. So you see why I am very, very happy ... and pretty? THE YOUNG CITIZl'N 30 I RUFO'S Cl-IRISTMAS GIFT IT was afternoon of December 24, 193,1. Everybody in to,:·n, as was the c~stom, was busy prepanng fo1· the Christmas Eve when there would be a great rejoicing -music, dancing, singing, eating, and the midnight mass. That afternoon Aliny Ines and her little son, Rufo, like the other people of the town, were at the Escolta. She was not buying anything in particular fo1· Ch1·istmas but she just felt that she should also go whe1·e people were going that afternoon. Aliny Ines is a widow. She earns a living for her and her son by washing. Most of her washing comes from Mrs. Cruz. She does not earn much; morn often she earns so little that sometimes she and her son do not have enough to eat. Her son, Rufo, is only about seven years old, and being the only child of com·se, he is the whole comfort By I. Panlasigui and wealth of his poor mother. They live in a very small nipa house at the edge of the town. That afternoon Aling Ines and her son ~·ern at the Escolta. They just walked around and looked at the many beautiful things on the show-windows; things that would make anybody happy-toys, candies, shoes, hats, etc. Rufo was delighted to see those things. He had been waiting for a long time fo1· the prize that his mother had long ago p1·omised to give him if he would be a good and an obedient boy. Rufo was very glad indeed for soon he was going to have the prize. Aling Ines, however, was sad in the midst of rejoicing because she knew that she could not buy a toy or anything for her son's prize. "Mother, do you remember you promised to give me a toy for Christmas if I would be good and obedient?" asked Rufo of his mother. "Many times you told me I am a very oberlient boy. Tomono\\· is Christmas. Why don't you buy me the toy which you promi~ed me?" loz '!HE YOUNG CITIZEN lhcemhcr, J .'1.l) "Well, we shall just look around yet," answered Aling Ines in the hope that something might happen. She had no money to buy her son a toy but she did not have enough courage to tell him so. They walked on and looked around at the different good things for Christmas, things that only those who have money can have. Aling Ines did not care for anything for herself; she only wished she could afford even a ten-centavo toy at a Japanese store for her son. But she could not. She and her son walked on and looked around. Finally Rufo saw one little toy that attracted his fancy. It was a little automobile. "Mother, there is the toy that I like," he said. "Let us go in, mother, and buy it." Aling Ines looked at the toy. It was marked "30 centavos." But she had only thirty centavos for their supper that Christmas Eve. She did not even know where she would get their meals for the next dayChristmas day. "No, Rufo. I am afraid we cannot buy that, nor any other toy because r have money just enough to buy our supper to· night," finally Aling Ines told her boy. She did not want her boy to hope any longer for a toy which she already knew she could not give. "But, mother, you promised me?" said Rufo. "I know I did, son," agreed her mother. "You have been very obedient and good, but I am afraid you have to go through this Christmas without any toy." "But, why, mother?" asked Rufo. "Because we have no money,'' answered Aling Ines. Rufo was going to cry, but he did not. Although he was yet very young he had already learned that when his mother said there was no money, nothing more could be done. Sometimes they have to go to bed without supper because there was no money. Rufo already learned the lesson to insist no more for what he wanted when there was no money. (Please turn to page 324) [J(('1·m/Jr·r, J.11.{5 Tille YOUNG CITIZEN Tl-H~ ~LD~ST OF ~16HT SIONING had neve1· been separated from her mother. The oldest of eight child1·en, she did most of the work in the house. Although she went to school, she had no time to prepare her lessons. Very eal'ly in the morning when she enjoyed her sleep most, her mother, Alinq Sion, would be heard saying, "Sioning, do you suppose it is still midnight?" Utte1·ed in a stern tone, this rebuke always stal'tled Sioning. Sioning would get up to prepa1·e the breakfast. While he1· younger sister set the table, she spread the clothes on the grass to bleach. She had hardly eaten her breakfast when she would find it was time to go to school. When she arrived home in the afternoon, she had to clean the house, cook the supper, wash the little hays and girls who were as clil'ty as kittens after a clay's romp. She had no time fo1· herself, no time for play, no ti me for friends. She neve1· re(A Molhers' Day Slory) By AUNT JULIA membernd when she was coddled by her mothe1· or petted by her father. How could she have the chance to be petted when babie3 came every year? At school every holiday was observed. Children 1·ead sto1·ies and poems about Thanksgiving Day. They were enjoined by teachers to be thankful to God for His innumerable blessings. Sioning- wondernd for what she should be thankful. There was no Sunclay for her, no Thanksgiving Day, every day was one of drndgery. Mothers' Day was to come about a we2k after Thanksgiving Day. Programs were being prepared to celebrate the day. The o:il'ls in Sioning's class wern emb1·oidering handkerchiefs and making householcl linen fm· their mothers. Sioning wanted to make somethine; only because it was the fad. She could not get any money from her mother without an explanation about the object of expense. Besides, she honestly could not see any particular reason \\"hv she shoul:I give her mother a gift. Didn't she work at home as no other gii·l in her class did? 304 THE YOUNG CITIZEN December, 19.'n Chapter Nine THE NEW HOME "THAT is your new home." The lady whispered in her gentle and silvery voice as the big car started to ascend a steep drive. Tonio looked in the direction the lady pointed. "That?" He gasped as he saw a la1·ge and massive concrete building snugly perched on the top of a high knoll. H ugc mango trees stood on either side forming a fitting frame for it as it presented a beautiful picture to the gazer. "I seem to have seen that somewhere." Tonio murmured. "It looks like one of those houses in front of the big hospital." The boy walked as if in a trance when he was led to a back room on the first floor. The couple gave directions to a maid about helping Tonio with his things. He thought he was dreaming when the lady said, "This is your own 1·oom. Ask the maid for whatever you need. She will also instruct you about your work tomorrow." "Yes, Madam." And then, as if he could not contain his joy anymore, he said in a voice that trembled with emotion, "How kind you are! God will repay you for your goodness. May He teach me how to serve you, Madam and . . . and . . . Sir." "My husband's first name is like yours. Call him Mr. de! Valle. Yours is Ramos, THE ADVENTURES OF A BEGGAR BOY by Julio Cesar Pena· isn't it?" "Yes, Ml"S. de! Valle, but everybody calls me Tonio." "We shall call you Tonio. You see, I call Mr. de! Valle Tony." "All right, Tonio, you need rest." Mr. de! Valle interrupted.· "Eat your supper and go to bed." And he led his wife out. Once alone, Tonio fell on his knees and uttered a fervent prayer of thanks. There was just one more wish to be fulfilled-his Lalo's recove1·y. His happiness would be complete then. He lay awake long after the other people in the house had retired. Silence reigned over the place. Only the occasional call of the gecko could be heard. How different it was from his old home. There the loud talking and boisteroue laughter of street boys lasted far into the night. He was happy ove1· the change, but he missed the soft lapping of the wavelets on the beach which had lulled him to sleep. In the morning, he was taken to the grounds by the maid. He was to feed the chickens and tend the pigeons, water the plants, and help with the cleaning of the car. He determined to. perform his work promptly and thoroughly and to give the generous couple no cause for complaint. He had hoped that he might be assigned to the cleaning of the rooms so that he could be at hand whenever M1·s. de! Valle needed help. Tonio enjoyed his wo1·k more and more as days passed. He could not tell which he liked better, the ga1·den 01· the chicken yai·d. He attended to the chickens fil·st of Tl-IE YOUNG CITIZEN 305 all. He fed the big ones corn and palay. For the chicks, he mixed g1·ound rice, chopped d1·ied fish, and finely cut up green~. He was careful about changing their drinking water daily. But the pigeons were mo1·c interesting to him. He leamed from the manager of the grounds that the stock increased rapidly because the place was quiet. "They a1·e sensitive creatures," the man said. "They want peace and harmony about them. When the people in the house often quanel or are noisy, the pigeons move to another home." "How do they find a new home?" asked Tonio in g1·eat wonder. "They seem to communicate with other pigeons they meet. Often a pail' of discontented pigeons follow their friends to the latter's home. The owner gets a pleasant surprise by finding one morning that his stock has g1·own." "The pigeons have ve1·y interesting habits the man continued. "The male pigeon is ~ model husband. He is always true and affectionate. And he demonstrates his affection in many ways!" "Please tell me more about them," Tonio begged. "No, you will enjoy bette1· if you observe them." And then the ganlen ! Rows and rows of dahlias of different colorn and as big as saucers, hundreds-0f roses in big vats, and plots of azucena made the ga1·den a beautiful sight. It was there where he awaited the break of day. If the sunset in the sea in his old home was gorgeous, the sunrise on the hill of his new home was glorious. The bracing air and mild morning sunshine filled Tonio with vigor and a desire to plunge to w01·k at once. Even the sky on a starry night seemed different. It looked much vaster and the stars brighter. Tonio was very happy. He never had dreamed of so beautiful a life. When after two weeks his Lolo was brought home his joy knew no bounds. He wanted to do something wonderful f01· Mr. and Mrs. de! Valle but succeeded in merely hugging their favorite dog. (I'fras(' f;1n1 to pngt' .'/17) THE YOUNG CITIZEN Dccrmlier, 1r1.J;; AN UNEXPECTED C~RIST MAS GIFT By Antonio C. Mu'iioz IT was Christmas eve. The parlor of a big house was well lighted. In the center stood a Christmas tree beautifully decorated. Toys of all sorts hung from its branches. A1·ound the tree was a group of children. Each one was busy selecting the toy which soon would be given to him by the kind-hea1·ted hostess. Seated nea1· the sides of the parlor were older people, the parents of the children whom Miss Reyes, the principal teacher, had invited to the entertainment. On the sti·eet in front of this house there was a small c1·owd looking at what was going on inside. A little boy was among that crowd. His whole attention was on the Ch1·istmas tree and the child1·en around it. Not even once did his eyes turn from that happy company inside. At last he muttered to himself, "Oh, if I only had enough!" Then with a sigh he turned around and left the place. An old gentleman in the crowd outside noticed the boy's eagerness to be one of the happy children inside. He knew how that poor boy felt and he wanted to do something for him. He followed the boy and when he overtook him, he asked, "Where a1·e you going, little boy'?" ''H01ne" was the only answer. "Don't you wish to join those happy chilcl!·en inside?" he asked again. "With all my heart, I '"ish I we1·e with them," the boy replied. "Aren't you a school boy? It seems to me those children playing in the house of Miss Reyes are all school chilch·en," said the old man. "Yes, I am a school boy," answered the boy," and most of those children are my classmates." "Then why don't you join them?" the . 111· 11\ i 111 I ntccmber, J.935 THE YOUNG CITIZEN 307 old man asked again. "Oh, you see, I simply didn't have enough, the boy told him. "I've heard you twice saying that you didn't have enough. What do you mean by that?" the old man was now interested. "Miss Reyes, our principal teacher," said the boy, "told us on the firnt day of December that beginning that day we should all save whatever amount of money came into our hands for a Christmas uniform. She told us to report to her on December 20th so that we could all go with he1· and buy the materials together. 'We shall have a party at home for all A-1 child1·en on Christmas eve,' she said, 'but all must wear uniforms. After the party, each one will receive a gift. Do not tell your parents about this for I will invite them and give them a surprise. Remember, the money for the uniforms must be earned by you.' "There are twenty-four A-1 children in our school and I am one," the boy went on with his story. "We all worked very hard in order to be able to attend the party and to receive a gift. We sold vegetables, fetched water, gathered fuel and sold it polished shoes, ran errands, and did man;y'. othe1· things just to be able to earn enough and thl'Ough our efforts, each one of us earned a little mo1·e than the amount needed for the uniform." "Unfortunately, my father fell ill on the day I was to report to Miss Reyes with my money. We had no money at home except the little amount I had for my uniform. My father needed medicine. All my mother could do ·;, ;.~ to sit down and cry. I could not bear to see my father suffering and my mother crying. At last I put into my mother's hand ·all that I had. My mother was, of com·se, surprised for she did not know anything about our plan. l told her everything. She wanted to return the money to me for she said she would just bor1·ow some from a friend. I told her that father needed the medicine very much and he should not suffer any longer. With tearn rolling down her cheeks she kissed me and said, 'Joe, you are a good son. I am proud of you.' "She gave me the 1·emainder but it wasn't enough fo1· the materials of the uniform. Now, you see, I simply didn't have enough, but I am glad, very glad because my father is now well," he concluded. "This is my house, sir," the boy said pointing to a small nipa house. "Won't you drop in?" "No, thank you," replied the gentleman. "I ha,ve engagements tonight. By the way, what is your name?" "My name is Jose Dizon but everyone calls me Joe," answered the boy. "Good night Joe, I wish you a happy Christmas," said the old gentleman. Before Joe could return the greeting, the old man was quite too far to hear him. (Please turn to page 323) 308 THE YOUNG CITIZEN December, 1!1?!: SAFETY SECTION LIMBAS By MARIANO PASCUAL * THEY called it the "limbas." It was truly a beautiful little thing. It could fly in the sky and turn this way and that and up and down like any living bird. Of course it was not a bird. It was only a kite. But this kite was like a living bird because it could swoop clown and tear another kite as easily as a hawk 01· an eagle swoop down upon a chicken. That is why it was called the "limbas." Perto loved the "limbas." His uncle made it for him one Saturday afternoon in November. In November, the days and the nights are cold and the wind is good for flying kites. When the kite was finished, Perto went to the beach and flew his kite there. It was not yet called the "limbas." There were many other boys in the beach flying kites. Some of their kites were red; some yellow; some were green. Perto's kite was white with two little reel wings flapping in the air. It flew up and up and up and seemed to say, "See how well I can fly!" There was a green kite flying near Perto's kite. The green kite looked at Perto's kite and said, "I can fight you, white kite. I can fight you!" Perto's kite shook in the wind with laughter. "Ha! ha! ha!" it laughed. "I laugh at you, green kite. Come and fight me. I laugh at you!" And so the two kites fought. The green kite snapped his teeth at the white kite's tail. But the white kite jumped away and swooped down upon the green kite. The white kite caught the green one on the face and bit him until his face was torn all over. When Perto's kite went down the bo?S in the beach crowded round it. "What a beautiful kite!" said one. "It fights like the 'limbas' ." And so it was called the "limbas." (Please turn to page 315) •Assistant Principal, Tonrlo Elementary School. THE SPIRIT OF GIVING By JOSE FELICIANO * CHRISTMAS is here again to gladden our hearts. What child does not look forward to the coming of this day'i And what grown person is not carried away by the spirit of Christmas? Old and young, rich and poor, join in the observance of this holiday, the happiest of all the year. People wish one another peace, happiness, and prosperity. From everyone's lips comes joyously, "I wish you a merry Christmas." Why do you think the Christmas season so full of joy for every one? There seems to be only one answer: we give with all our heart and we wish others all the blessinge from above. Yes, we believe in the old, old saying, "It is more blessed to give than to ·receive." Of course, it is not all giving, for we also receive something-not necessarily in return for what we have given. No, indeed. If we 1·emember our friends, they too remembe1· us. If we give something out of the goodness of our heart, others do the same. Kindness begets kindness. Now I should like to remind you of something you should not fail to do when Christ. mas comes around and even afterwards. You, who are fortunate enough to have a good home, loving family and friends, and comforts of life, must" not forget your less fortunate brothers. Young as you are, you know that there are people who have not even the bare necessities cif life. They are not to blame for nut having enough to live comforbbly. Perhaps misfortunes have befallen them one after another. Perhaps they have lost their piece of land, or their employment. We cannot exactlv tell why ( Pfc>ase turn to pa9e 316) "'Academic Divi;.:io11, Bureau of Education. lhcemlwr, 1.9.!5 THE YOUNG CITIZEN 309 Our Nation's HeroesEMILIO JACINTO By EULOGIO 8. RODRIGUn' EFORE the outbreak of the Philippine B Revolution Emilio Jacinto was taking up the preparat01·y law course in the Unive1·sity of Santo Tomas. This was in 1894 and he was then 19 years old. He also joined the Katipunan in the same year. As a student Emilio Jacinto worked ha!'d in preparing his lessons. He had not been only studying his lessons thornughly but he likewise read much other books that were not included in his coUl'se of study. During the time of Emilio Jacinto, Fili: pino students especially in the higher grndes · had to meet a handicap and a responsibility in life. On the one hand, they should not be too libernl in their ideas because they might be accused of criticising the government. On the other hand a Filipino student was looked upon by the people as their adviser or community leadel'. They came to him to be enlightened on any subject from ast1·onomy to government. Jacinto took an active part in defending the common man against wrongs they suffered from the hands of some abusive officials of the government. At that comparntively early age his was a delicate responsibility. This fo1·gecl his characte1· into one of iron will. At times he would go along the sh01·e of the Luneta to read before his tl'Ustecl friend his plan or the pl'inciple that should guide his people in the contemplated rnvolution that might take, and in fact took, place at any time. The Luneta's shore was a safe place as any Spanish official who might come at any moment could be seen at once and the compromising papers could either be buried in the sand or thrown into the bay. Jacinto also believed that if a 1·evolution had to be started it must be sta1·tecl "A;;sistant Director, National Library of the Philippines. by the common man and not the wealthy or the intelligent class. But the common man must have a leader prepared to guide the revolution wisely so that it would not be a mere bloody affair rather it must be one based upon the principle of human liberty. For the guidance of the Katipunan he p1·eparecl the "Primer" and pi·omulgated rules for its ceremonies and l'ites. He also wrote propaganda articles on such subjects as light and darkness, light and glitter, liberty, equality of men, love, the people and the government, false belief, and work. In his teachings to his people he emphasized the fact that they must first strive hard to deserve liberty before winning it. "Work," he said, "is a gift to humanity, because it awakens and gives vigor to intellectual power, will, and body which are indispensable for p1·ogress in life. . . He · who toils keeps away trom a life of disorderly and bad habits and boredom, finds diver. sion in labo1", and becomes strong, prosperous, and cheerful. . . How much tl'Uth is there in what our Baltazar has sung in his verses 'Those who grow up 'midst the revelries of wealth, are devoid of judgment and kindness and lacking in counsel'. (Ang laki sa layaw karnniwa'y hubad, sa bait at muni't sa hatol ay salat.)" Again, he wrote, "The life that is not consecrated to a lofty and 1·easonablc purpose is a tree without shade, if n0c a poisonous weed . . . The honornble man prefe1·s honor to personal gain, the scoundrel, gain to honor." Of light and glitter hes.aid: "Treason and perversity seek glitter in order to conceal their falseness from the eyes of the spectat01·; but honesty and sincere love go naked and allow themselves to be seen confidently by the light of the clay." (Please turn lo page 313) Pictorial of the Celebration of the First National Girl's Week Emilio Jacinto Elementary School Presiding over the festivities: Filipinas, center; Minerva (Goddes~ of Wisdom) on !-.er right; and Vesta (Goddr.ss of the Home) on he1· left. Filipinas Minerva l'esta Gloria Samson Remedios Ramos Pl't:!ciosa Irma Pineda Below are pdze winners in the different phnses of school work. The prites are awarded by the Jacinto Mothers' League. On the right: Corazon Hanrlog, Ideal School On the left: Fernanda Gil'I P.nd Lest cook Salonga, He.althiest Below: Libertad Donato, most lady-like in department Adelia B. Fugoso. She ex~cls in aca1h. ·1~\­ ic s ubjects Teofila A velido Skilled in n~­ dlework THE YOUNG CITIZEN 31 I JOSE RIZAL-His Last. Hours By Dr. Frank C. Laubach ON November 8, 1896, Jose Rizal, heavily guarded, was locked in Fort Santiago prison. His brother Paciano. was seized and tortured with a screw twisted into his left hand, while a pen was thrust into his right hand to make him sign a statement that his bl'Other was connected with the Katipunan. Paciano would not sign. The torture was continued until he fainted. The next day he was tortm·ed again until he began to act insane. But he had not signed anything. What courage flowed in the Rizal veins, in father, in mother, in sons, and daughte1·s ! Then as always Rizal was against revolution, and on December 15 he wrote from prison to his countrymen to tell them that he had never had anything to do with these uprisings, and that he had. tried to stifle the rebeilion. "I am most anxious ior the lib~rties of om· country * ., * but I place as a prior condition the education of the people, that by means of instruction and industry our country may have an individuality of its own and make itself worthy of these liberties. I have recommended in my writings the study of the civic virtues, without which there is no redemption ., ' ' I condemn this uprising ' * ' Return then to yoUI' homes, and may God pardon those thaL have wrought in bad faith." Still cherishing the hope in Education which he had described in one of his early poems! To the very end, as Retana declares, "a convinced pacifist." With his elbows drawn back with cords so that they nearly touched, he was b1·ough;; before the coUl't martial. In that position of tortUl'e he listened to the drawn-out 1·eadings of excerpts from his writings, which we1·e produced to p1·ove that his pen had really caused the Katipunan. The Chl'istmas holidays interrupted the Court. Rizal spent his final Christmas eve composing hi~ "Last Farewell" which he \\Tote out while sitting in the Fort Santiago chapel. On December 29th, the coUl't reconvened and pronounced the sentence: guilty of treason; death by shooting in the back in twentyfour hours. Jose Rizal's mother and siste1·s came to say a last farewell. Wonderful mothe1·, who had ne1·ved her son to be true to his vision all his life! She was not allowed to kiss him farewell, lest she might give him poison and so cheat the spectators the next morning! He asked permission to give his sister Trinidad a little lamp which had been a gift of a friend in Europe, and was unlike lamps in the Philippines. As he gave it to her he said in English, which the guard did not understand, "Them is something illside." When his mother and sisters reached home, they hastily pushed a little ball of paper out of the lamp, opened it, and on that paper, stained with alcohol from the lamp, they read-his mother herself coulcl see it! (Please turn lo pu9(' J.!!1 312 THE YOUNG CITIZEN December, J.9.J;i INTERESTING PLACES A CAVE By JOSE FELICIANO '' IN chc mountain fastness of Sibul. a well-known health resort of Bulacan, there is a cave whic'.1 has ever anracted sight-seers from far and near. "Rcnacimicnto" the people call it. Some day you may chance to find yourself at Sibul, and like many of those who have been there, ·you too may want to see this cave. I sh,111 try to picture this cave to you. Once mar;: I sec it in my mind's eye. Standing before it. with several companions. I sec nothing particularly striking on dw outside. Before us is a huge rock overgrown with plants. mostly vines. At the bottom of this rock is a narrow opening. which. we are told. is the mouth of the cave. Hanging over this opening arc sm,111 projections of rock. which lcok veq decorative. At the mouth of the cave we find hc;ips of ashes. evidently che remains of fires built by thosc who have entered the cave before us. Those fire>; have lighted tlll.'ir way into the darkness. In order to gd inside the cave. one has to bend low. nay. almost crawl. My· comp;inions and l need not build a fire, for we have a powerful flashlight. Slowly Jnd carefully we mJke our way inrn the cave. Inside. we sec but a faint light, which comes from che entrance. Suddenly we hear the flu•:· tcr of many wings'. What is the meaning of this.' We h;we intruded upon the sleeping inhabitants of this gloomy hollow of the earth. They arc the bats. Aided by our flashlight. we now begin to explore the place. How fearfully fantastic it looks! 'J./c mow aboll[ slowly. for the ground we walk on i., cut up with sharp-edged st6ncs, and the top of thc cave is most irregular. Near the entrance. the ~ir is damp and cool; but as we descend into the bottoni the air becomes drier and warmer. We dare not venture to reach the very bottom. for we know not what JWJits us there. Fear begins to fill our hearts. So we hurry back to the sunlight and the open air. I know it will be long before the picture of this cave fades away from my memory. * Academic Division, Bureau of Education. MELINDA (Continuation) A Story By Antonio Munoz On the third day she went to visit the place. On the mound stood a bcJutiful tree. The fruits were'. of diHcrent shapes, sizes, and colors. As the branches swayed ro and fro, sweet melodics passed through the leaves. Melinda was happy, v;:ry happy. She picked a fruit and opened it. It contained a pretty dress. She opened another. There was a pair of shoes inside. Every fruit containcd something very pretty and very uscf ul. Th;:rc were a coach. a pair of white hors..,s. and many other useful things. The objects werc small while they were inside but when sh..: drew thcm out. th::y bccJmc large. \\.'hen she haJ seen them all she carefully put each one back int0 its place. Just beforc she left the place. she leaped to .i stone in the brook. As she looked down to see i1· the fish was there, something struc)< her forehead. She looked at her reflection in the water. A bright star shone on hcr forehead. Hastily she went home for she was afraid. Her step-mother looked at her and gazed at the beautiful star on her forehead. She tried to remove 1t. She even W<!nt as far as scraping it with a knife. At last she thru>;t the pointed end of the knife into the skin and tried to dig the star ouc. It was vain for it did not movc. When she found out that she could not remow ir. she got more soot from the stove and smeared Melinda·s foreli:ad until the star was completely hidden from view. Not uncil then was she reli..:ved. '"How did you happen to get that star~ · she asked. Melinda told her the truth. t Please turn to page 3 19) lhcemba, 1985 THE YOUNG CITIZEN 313 T~E GREAT BELL OF PEKING (Retold by Elisabeth Latsch) (Continued from the October issue) NOW Kuan-yu called upon the Emperor to receive the command to cast the Great Bell oi Peking. But he felt all the more distressed after the audience with his Celestial August. He must make the bell: there was no longer any way out. Kuan-yu began to labor day and night. From th(' wise men who were able to read the great and wonderful books, Kuan-yu learned about the art of casting bells. He trav:kd far and near to the craftsmen in the art: he must sec and hear more about engraving. about embossing and about inlaying the metals to be used for the bell. But such a large bell had never yet been cast in all China. And to Kuan-yu's dismay he realized that he could never become a master in such a great task. An immense factory was built where hundreds of workmen were busied with precious metals. Thea were silver and gold in abundanc.e: yellow brass. red copper and bright tin were piled up everywhere. Kuan-yu. too, wJs everywhere. He watched her..' and he directed there. He gave the orders for mak ing the mold: the mixing of the metals: and the drawing of the pattern. But the more work his men turned out. the heavier grew Kuan-yu's heart. .. How could he know the little and important thing> about casting bdls ~ He a cannon molder~ Min Ling, had done him no friendly turn. to recommend Kuan-yu, the cannon molder as the most skillfu! master in the art of bell making." Gradually. Kuan-yu lo::;r hope altogether. He could not sle~p He could not cat. He worried and worried throughout his work. day and night. Even the fragrant t-.'.l of China no longer brought a look of ch::er to his face. "If only my bell were finished and a5 well rounded as this small cup here before me'.'' EMILIO JACINTO !'Continued from page 309 J As we all know Jacinto was the brain of the K;itipunan. He was the son of Mariano Jacinto, a bookkeeper by profession. and Josefa Dizon. an intelligent midwife. residents of the barrio or Trozo. He was baptized at the age of three days at the Binondo church on December 18. 1875. He breathed his last on April 16. 1899. at Majayjay. Lagun.1, In the meantime. Ko-ai, the daughter of Kuan-yu sat in the garden embroidering her wedding gown She was to be married to the son of Min Ling. T!1(' design on her gown was the peach bloss~m. from the tree which brings long life and good fortune to young brides. Ko-ai was very, very happy and sensed nothing of her father's great sorrow. Softly. veqr softly she sang to herself an old, old sohg: "Peach blossom after rain Is deeper red; The willow fresher green: Twittering overhead: And fallen petals lie wind-blown, Unswept upon the courtyard stone. As she went on embroidering the branches of pin~ trees took shape upon the cloth: for the pine tr.:e - was the sign of happy marriage. And remembering that the perfume of the plum blossom was the nightingale's voice turned to music, Ko-ai carefully selected and stitched its design and colors on her robi~. Last of all. she added the King of Flowers. th2 royal peony. As she shaded its hues of white. cream and crimson. a smile spread over her face and softly she Spoke aloud. "Is he whom I am to wed. not more to me than a king~ It is for him I place the petals of the peony upon the hem of the gown." And once more her voice drifted into a song from "Th.: Book of J adc" "The earth has drunk the snow. and now the plum trees are blossoming once more. "The willow leaves arc like new gold: the lake is molten silver. "It is the hour when sulphur lad::n butterflies rest their velvet heads upon the flowers." as a result of the bullet wound in his thigh which h~ received while in command of the Northern army. Thus passed the man the keystone of whose doctrine was to work and to labor, giving rhe noblest and best that was in him for the revolution, or for a change for a better government in order to give the common man-the average Filipino-a chance to rise without interruption, through his labor and industry. 314 THE YOUNG CITIZEN DcN'mbe1·, J!/,J.; The Anchovies or Dilis Aunt Julia's True Stories IN towns.far from lhc.' scJ, people sddom eat or sec fresh fish. They get fish in a preserved state. that is, as dried fish. smoked. or pickled. lf you walk through the fish section of the markets in such towns you will find big baskctfuls of dried fish. And you will not miss the dried anchovies or difis. The dried form seems to be more popular than the fresh fish. It is growing in popularity bcc.lUsc it is now generally known that dilis contains plenty of calcium. a mineral which our bodies use in building bones and teeth and in strengthening the lungs. The humble dtfis can be prepared in many ways. It can be prcscr\'C'd 111 oil just like sardines or it can be pickled. In whatc\'cr stJte il is e.Jtcn, it maintains its high food value. Dilis is chl.'ap wbl.'tbl.'r frl.'sh or dried. When dried, it is sold by the liter or by the gant:i. When fresh, dilis is a delicate, little. silvery fish with a silvery band along the side. The different kinds of dili.) come in great schools. A swarm of large group of fish is called a school. Cheap and common as dilis is, you should develop a liking for it. Including dilis in your meal often will make your body strong enough to fight tuberculosis and other diseases. Deaml1cr, 1.935 THE YOUNG CITIZEN ) I) Wl-IERE Cl-IRIST WAS BORN A CHRISTMAS DAY approaches. the minds and hearts of Christians all over the world are turned to that mysterious town of Bethlehem in Palestine where Jesus Christ was born about one thousand nine hundred and thirty-five years ago. During that time, Palestine was a Roman province when Augustus Caesar wa:> emperor and the local king was By FRANCISCO CARBALLO * Most of the houses arc built of rough-hewn stones and arc plastered to give the walls an appearance of solidity. The roofs ac flat and these serve as roof gardens where members of the fam~ly gather to enjoy the cool J udean air during the summer evenings. The one storeycd houses, in general appearance reseffible those found in th..' Batanes Islands with the difference ing of the British. under whos~ mandate the Holy Land is governed, institutions and implements of western civilization, such as improved roads. schools, hospitals, automobiles, sewing machines, electricity. and the like, have been· introduced in the country. Pilgrims may now visit Bethlehem leisurely in automo· biles and autobuses which run the ten-kilometer distance from Jerusalem in short time. With these innovations however. most of the Bethlehcmites still cling to the modes of dress and traditions of their forefathers. The chief center of interest in Bethlehem is, ·of course, the Church of the Nativity which is built on the spot claimed to be the place of the stable where Jesus was born in a manger. Herc thousands of pilgrims from all parts of the world gather to worship, visit the places connected with the Nativity and the life 0t Herod. · that the roofs of the latter arc cov- Christ. and take home with them Bethlehem is from the Hebrew cred with grass thatching. souvenirs of the Holy Land. Beit Lahm which means 'house of Most streets are . narrow anJ Bethlehem is sometimes called bread.' This name has been ap- winding, and people go about on the City of David for it was also propriatcly given to the place for foot or ride on the backs of don- the birthplace of that shepherd king Bethlehem was and still is the wheat keys or camels. Products for local who killed the boastful giant Golgranary of the surrounding country consumption are still brought in by iath of the Philistines and wrote the due to the fertility of its soil. camel caravans. beautiful psalms found in the Old There are about six thousand in- Water for domestic use is secured Testament. Christ descended from habitants in Bethlehem, consisting from wells, cisterns, and tanb David's line. and the prophets fori'of Christians. Moslems. and Jews. which collect water during the rainy told his birth and his acclamation In the town proper some men arc season. The community well, how- by the world as The King of Kings engaged in carving pearl shells for ever, is an important social ccnt.:r and the Saviour of Mankind. The various decorative purposes anrl th.: for here the townspeople meet to women produce beautiful embro1- get water. and while waiting for light of His tcJ.chings have affcct~d dcrics. In the suburbs, most of the their turns, they exchange the 11- the lives of all Christendom, and people arc occupied in wheat and test news of the day. Travelers we of the first Commonwealth of barley raising. sheep herding, and water their animals here also. the Far East arc now shJ.ring that trnding vineyards olive and pomc- Ewrything, however. is not an- light which first shone on the first granate orchards. tiquated in Judea. for with the com- Christmas Day tn Bethlehem. "'Formerly Principal, Intramuros Intermediate Schoo1. THE SPIRIT OF GIVING cold. tired, and hungry. Perhap<> him out into the streets. He comes (Co11ti11>1ed from page .108) he has not had a good meal fot to you because you have something they have become so poor, but they many a day. A piece of bread may to give away, and he has nothing must be remembered and aided. satisfy hunger, but it can hardly b.: He would not come to you begging On Christmas morning a beggar enough for one meal. Then. for unless he is in great nrcd. may knock at your door. He ;s our dear Lord's sake, don't turn (Pleas<' turn lo page .J:!8) 316 Francisca San Jose of Baiz. Negros Oriental and Preciosa Inna P:"neda of Jacinlo Elemrntan; Schoo! of Manila. Agustina Gayo of Tanjay Elementary School ·and Nora Cruz of Rizal Elementary Schoo!.' A1anila. THE YOUNG CITIZEN guita. Dauin. Siaton. Bacong and Tolong. Before the games began there WJS a parade which was pre ceded by the town band. The di~­ tricts that look p.irt in the parade were Tanjay, Dumagmtc. Zam· boanguita and Tolong. It was a very attractive parade. The uni December, 19.!fi -He did not use any body protccto:.-. Because of the brilliant work of - these two boys Tanjay won the g;;.mc easily. At the end of the meet the total points were counted. The following were the results: Tanjay got 80 points: Dumaguerc, '39 points: Zamboanguita. 36 points: and Tolong, 0. Tanjay won the general championship of the Unit II Athletic Meet. Aunt Alma, l think this is 111 I can tell you at present. Sincerely yours, PATERNO RODRIGUEZ Tanja11, Negros Or. Dear Paterno. Congratulations for the victory of Tan_iay in the Athletic Meer! Dear Aunt Alma. forms of the athletes captured the I am Agustina Gayo. I am in attention and admiration of th1• Your description too. is excellent. grade four. I am fond of reading people. The best group was th..: I am sure children in other parts of magazines including .. The Young Tanjay group The town peop~c our country will enjoy reading it. Citizen." were surprised to sec the girl~;' uni I should like to make friends forms. In the history of this town with another girl in grade four. they have never ,<>ecn girls paradDear Agustina. AGUSTINA GA YO ing the slrcets in shorts. Our girls Tanjay Elrm. School were neat-looking and businesslike Tanjay, .\"t'[J. Oi·.icnf.-,[ in their new uniforms. Afcer th:' p::.rade ir was thought that our athll'tes would not haw any chanL~ AUNT ALMA Dear Aunt Alma. I am twelve years old and in the last stage of the intermediate grade. I am one of the admirers of thl': I gave your letter to l-.fora Cruz. ar·other reader of the ''Young CitiZ('n. She promised lo anstver yotir Idler. Have you heard from hff? Young Citizen and I enjoy reading it very much. All of my brothc;.s and sisters also enjoy reading th.: to win because they were younger stories. In school. we read this ~md smaller as compared with those magazine in our spare moment~ of the other groups .of Jthletes. The and sometimes advertise them as ,1 first g:imc played was bJscba\!. Pres. C. Limbaga of Tanjay pitch~·d the first b,111. \\'h.:n the ball w.::.s AU.YT ALM.4. Dear Aunt Alma. I am going to t:ll yo:.i something pitchrd the crowd shout-.'d and al1 out the Unit II Athlclic Meet. clapped their hands. Ccnon Aguii.lr On October 4 th: meet began The rown> that wc1"': r.-prcsenrrd were Tanjay. Sibulan. Ay~guitan. Dumagu.:t:. Luzuriagl. Zamboanof our team was the star pitcher. His balls were very swifL He i;.; kft-han<l,'d. Lino Buenaflor was the carcher. He was a good cltcher. part of our lesson in rca<ling. My classmates are all intcrestc{i in the Young Citizen. Every time they sec a new issue of that magazine they read it eagerly. Your admirer, ADELIA B. FUGOSO l'll-fl,' Emilio Jacinto Elementai·y School, Mamila LIMB AS :ind therefore there was no school The "limbas" was tossed inrn the (Crm 1i1•11cd f,·0~11 p:~{f<' ;os) So many boys were on the beach J.ir and it flew upward proudly as Many other afternoons Perro Perto saw the other boys toss if to say, "Look at me. I can flv went to the beach. Many oth.n their kires into the air. But th..! evm in a storm. Look at me. ls kites fought with the white ki1·c. there a better kite than I?" but always the white kilc won. wind was strong .rnd many of the The "limbas" went higher and 0 I f P kites danced crazily in the air. and h. h . rh · At fi'rst ,·, ne car y a t:rnoo~. er~o wrnl lben they would suddenly clivc tc tg er mto c air. to the beach with his while kit,· danced merrily and flapped its the "limbas." ·The sky was cloucl·; .. the ground again. wings with pride. Then its brav.;and the sea was angry wirh long Peno LHig~1':d aloud white face became troubled and it rolling waves that beat on the sho11.' "Sec my "limbas'," h': sJid looked down at its little master. with a loud noise. On a day like "Your kites cJnnot rly in a hard down. down the earth looking lik.: that. boys do not go to the bcadl wind The 'limbas' can rly a tiny little ant. to fly kites. But it was Saturday. in a slorm." (Please turn to })Hge ./25) DfCcmber, 1935 THE YOUNG CITIZEN 317 YOUNG WRITE:RS' PAGE: UNIT II ATHLETIC MEET The Unit II Meet took place hen· in Tan jay. This was the first time that the meet of this kind was held outside of Dumaguete. Tanjav ought to be proud of this privilege. In this meet four districts were repWHY I WAS SCOLDED "Is that so?" cried the anxious le was Saturday. I was v~r\I mother in surprise. lonely because I had no playmate. "Why. yes." he replied, "But it Soon my friend passed by· She cannot be caught unless you use asked me to carry my doll and play fried bananas and rice cakes for bait. with her. Sbe invited me Co her His mother cooked one basketful house. So I stole away from home of fried bananas and rice cakes for and went with her. We ran as fast she was very anxious to see the .1s our legs could carry us. Soon brgcsc fish in the world. we had a very nice time playing. Justo ran ahead of his mother before his mother arrived at the spot. The mother began putting fried bananas at che end of a fishAfter an hour I became very u:ieasy. My heart beat fast because I thought of my mother who would look for me. Soon it became dark. ing line until not a single one was My friend took me to the porch. left. Still the largest fish in the It sac in an easy chair. The air be- world was not caught. ing very fresh I soon fell asleep. The mother thinking that th~ Meanwhile my mother was look- fish was really inside the tree she ing for me. They searched for m~ cJlled a woodcutter so as to divide everywhere. My sister who knew the tree in two. my friend's house went there. SuC:- le was donr, but still "the bigdenly I woke up. I· saw my mother gcst fish in the world" was not in front of me. I received J nice scolding from her. LYDIA HERNANDEZ 1'/-H, Emilio ./aci11lo Elcmnitary School, Manila .\ <iHEEDY BOY There \VJs once ,a couple who had a sonfamed Justo. Every <la)' he was sc t to the woods to gather fuel. One day while Justo was gatherfound. Instead they saw Justo cut in two. HONORATA H. MIRANO Vl/-B, Emilio Jacinto Elementci1·y School, Manila A BOY I l{NOW We all know many boys, but I think it is very hard to distinguish one from the other. . resented. namely: Tanjay. Dumaguete. Zamboanguita, and Tolong. It began Friday afternoon and was finished Saturday afternoon. Ali the athletes tried their best to win. They were all worthy of praise. The most thrilling game that I haw ever seen was che baseball game between che T anjay and Dumaguete districts. Our boys showed real abllity in playing. particularly tbl? pitcher and the catcher. At the end of the game the score was 11 co 1 in favor of Tanjay. The fol lowing morning the same teams played. The score was 7 co 0 in favor of Tanjay, too. In indoorbasebai°I, Dumaguete goc the fir~t place. Although che Tanjav players were much smaller in sizes th;m those of Dumaguete. yet the former gave the latter hard time. ln track and field events although th!? other districts bad good representJ tives. Tanjay got the most point: .. In basketball all the districts had excellent players. Bue Tanjay came ing fuel. he tbougbt of a plan. H~ ouc triumphant. The result was decided to play a trick on his as follows: Tanjay got the cham- mother. He was very _fond of e.-i:The boy I know is a shy and timid boy. He is naughty and ?..t the same time a good boy. He is one of the leading pupils in his class. He is not proud. He iS thrifty in his clothing. his money. his articles and everything. Early in the morning. he gets water from the artesian well On Saturdays he goes to the field or to the river to gather fuel. His hobbies arc art or painting an<i swimming. pionship with 80 points. Then c<!me Dumaguete with 39 point'i. ing fried bananas and rice cak•'s. He wanted to cat some that .day. Then came Z::tmboanguita with 36 His plan was to dig a bole insid<: points. Tolong became popular the trunk where he could hide. without getting any point. It was estimated that there were mor<! \Vhen the hole was deep enough for him. he tell bis mother about chan 2.000 people that attended il. the game from the neighboring towns. "Mother," he began. '·in the AMALIA MUNOZ woods where I gather fuel there Tanjny Elem. School is a tree. inside its trunk is th~ Grade VI' largest fisb in the world. INIBIC KASIGURAN T'/1-R,' Emilio Jacinto Elementary School, Manila THE ADVENTURES OF A (Contimwd from. pdgc .J04) ''Lalo why is God so good tn us?" Sooner or later he rewards the de- the cane with you? .. "Because you have always been good and thoughtful. Have I not always said that God docs not sleep? serving. Tonio was silent. There could "Besides." the old man conti- be no possible explanation for th·~ir nued, "we must not forget the wonderful fortune except that God cane. Why did the blessed acci- was good. dent happen just when you had (To be continued) l l 8 THE YOUNG CITIZEN December, 1.ru;; AMONG THE BOY SCOUTSCUBBING IN THI: PHILIPPINl:S By Horacio Ochangco' \Vhat is "Cubbing"! Cubbing or "Cubs" is a program of the Boy Scouts of America for boys of 9, 10. and 11 year:> of age. It .has pleasant past-time activities and a charactcr-inftucncing movement for the boy of thL' pre-Scout age. Its activities also afford opporcunity for the development of good habits and traits essential to good citizenship. The Aim and Purpose This program is to give every member. (I) more of that joy in living. ( 2) Chances to do with and for others. ( 1 J Example of manly ideals. ( 4) Chances to bear responsibility. ( 5 J Opportuni!y for hobbies. handicrafts and skills. ( 6) Deli.nit·! emphasis upon hl.'alth. \Vhen and How the Program Started The movement started in the States under the auspices of the Boy Scouts of America in response to demands from parents, churches. schools and other institutions in ·most parts of the country. At first the National Council declined to bear the burden until they have fully progress in the program of the Boy Scout and not until 1928 after a thorough study of the efforts of the younger boy programs. a fund was made available by one of the major Foundations (Laura Spelman Rockefeller Memorial;. This made possible the organization of the "Cub Pack." Introduction and Progress in the Philippines The movement was not introduced in the Philippines until 1931 when the Office of the Chaplain of the U. S. Army at Fort Stotsenburg in Pampanga, organized the first Pack. composing of 9 boys This Pack which still exist was backed by the Philippine Council. although very little attention was given to it due to the fact that the Council that tim.! was concentrating to organization of more troops. From that time on other Packs were organized bur sponsored by Private Schools and other Church Institutions. although during those times petitions and complaints came from scoutmasters and parents from time to time, that the movement be taken up by the Philippine Council. It can be said that the Philippine Council took it up seriously only this year wh~n 'Manager, Publicity Department, Boy Scout Headquarters, :Manila. pamphlets and other booklets were printed for the training of cubmaster and a course personally conducted by Mr. Ernest E. Voss. Regional Scout Executive, was held in Baguio. At present there are 2~ Packs, one of which is in the Culion Leper Colony, five in Mrnib and the rest in the provinces. If Mot:her Were Away I would not care for stars, Birds' songs and flowr's in May, For moonlight and raindrops. If mother were away'. The butterflies wOuld lose Their colors bright and gayThc dawn--its crimson hues If mother were away! The winds shall cease to sing. The white clouds shall be gray. The sun shall cease to shine. If mother were away! LULU DE LA PAZ E. Jacinto Eleni. School THE GOVERNMENT OF THE PHILIPPINE ISLANDS DEPARTMENT OF COMJ\·IERCE AND COMMUNICATIONS BUREAU OF POSTS MANILA SWORN STATEMENT (Required by Act 2580) The under.~ilmed Community Publisher, Inc., owne1· or publislH•1· of Young Citizen, published monthly, in l\fanila, P. I., after having b~en duly sworn in accordancc with law hereby submits the following statement of o·wm•1·sh ip, man.ngemcnt, circulation, etc., rs required by Act 2580 of the Philippine Legislature: Editor: Jose E. Romero Managing Editor: Juliana C. Pineda Publisher: Community Publishers, Inc. Business Manager: E. C. Garcia Owners or stockholders holding one per cent or more of interest, stock, bonds 'or other securities: Bondholders, mortgagees: None. (Signature) Community Publishers, I_nc. (Owner or publisher) By E. C. Garcia Subscribed nnd sworn tlJ before me this 30th of October, 193;i, the dedarant having exhibited no cedula hy reason of her sex. [SEAL) (Sgd.) A. NIEVA Notary Public (Signature of officer administering oat!l) fhcnnbtr, 19J5 THE YOUNG CITIZEN 31 'J MELINDA churCh W('rC greatly surprised. lt quest was granted. Mclinda"s ha1f. (Continued from page 312) was the first time they saw a girl sister came. The princ(' tried the Melinda took her half"sister to with a star on her forehead. Her ring on all hl'r fingers but it would the place. The tree was there play- beauty dazzled those who looked at not fit. ing a sweet melody but only Mc- her. At the first part of the ccrc- "Don't you have any other girl linda saw ic and hear its music. mony, she knelt down on the car- in the house?"" asked the disguised \\'ithout a moment's delay, she riage seat and immediately after the prince. cCl.lled her own daughter ary:I told bst part. she drove back to the "No other except our black serv her to go with Melinda to the brook brook and put the things back to ant," replied the father. and to look down into the water where she got them. Then she put "Please tell her to come." requestncar the stone. on her apron and ran home. When . ed the prince. "The r{ng may fit The girl after hearing the direc-· her step-mother saw that the soot one of her fingers." t1ons given by Melinda, stepped on was washed off ber body. she im- Melinda came. The prince slippe'.l the stone. Then she looked down mediately applied another coating the ring on her finger. It fitted. into the depths of the water below. of it. Everyone present was thunde:-· A strange thing happened. A groan Sunday came again. Melinda struck. The prince looked at the sounded above her. It echoed and went to the brook. took a bath, and black servant in astonishment. Tlic reechoed among the trees. Then dressed up. Then she went to father was puzzled and shook his something struck her forehead. The church. At this time, a prince w;is head. The daughter or Melinda's frightened girl looked up and waiting at the door. After the last half-sister stared at the ring on the tvuched it. She looked down into part of the ceremony, Melinda black finger. The mother was pal::>; the water to see the reflection. What turned the horses around and start- "Who am you~.. gasped the was that on her forehead~ Not a ed for the brook. At the door, the prince. star but the grinning face of a ser- prince seized her hand to detain her "I don't know who I am. I was pent. but the horses couh:l. not. be con- taken out of that room by the misHurriedly they went home. The trolled and the carriage sped by un- tress of this house," replied Melinda. mother raved when she saw the checked. However, her ring WJS Upon hearing these words, the frightful spectacle. She snatched a left in the hand of the prince. The father ran to get the key and openeJ knife and cut the serpent's head but latter ran to catch up with the the door of the room. He opened no sooner was it severed from the speeding carriage but the distance the trunk. It was empty. At once forehead than another one mo1e bHween them widened and widened he ran back to the little group. frightful took its place. She tried until at last the carriage disappeared "My daughter!" he sobbed as he to cut the growth several times and among the trees. embraced Melinda. each time it was cur a more fright- Melinda returned to the brook Then in a stern voice. he said to ful head came out. At last she got After she had put the things back his wife ... How dare you 1 Oh. I a towel and wrapped the girl's head into their places, she went home. never thought even for a moment with it. As soon as the prince reached that you would be so cruel! You When the father came, he asked the palace, he disguised himself :is arc not fit to live~" his wife why their daughter had a a peddler. Then he set out to look Melinda asked to be allowed to towel around her head. for the owner of the ring. He went b;ithe in the brook. There she put "She has a headache." was 11! from house to.house in the hope of on her magic dresses and returned that the wife said. seeing again the girl with the star to her home in the magic carriage. The next day was Sunday. Im- on her forehead but all was vain. The three went to the church and mediately after breakfast. Melinda He tried to slip the ring on every the priest married the two young ran to the brook and .took a bath finger of every maiden that he met people. there. Then she opened the fruits but the ring was either roo loose After the wedding ceremonies. and put on the clothes and jewels or too tight. che prince took Melinda and her thar were hidden within. A car- At last he came to the house of father to the pal.ice. The old king riage drawn by two white horses Melinda's father. He displayed hi~ gladly received. Melinda as his was there. roo. After she had wares. The father bought some o~ dziughter-in-law. dressed up, she stepped on the car· tbem. Just before he went away, he Not long after that. the old king riage and drove to the church. The said. 'Tm looking for the giri died and the prince ascended to the birds sang to her as she passed by. whose finger this ring fits. If I find throne. Melinda became the queen The trees bent down their branches her, I'll give her all my jewels and just as she felt she was in the prcswhen she was near. everything that I have. She will be cnce of the fish at the river. The carriage entered the church happy and I. too, will be happy. They ruled the kingdom wiselr and stopped near the altar. Melinda Then he asked the father to call and they lived happily for m.1n}' did not get off. The people in the all the girls in the house. The re- years. 320 T() Th~ Merriest Christmas Ever to Lhosc Boys and Girls who can ncwr find enough to read. Herc's wishing that Old Saint Nick will put a good book in the stocking for all of you~ Practically all boys and girls who attend school arc familiar with Cl.:mcnt C. Moore's jolly Christmao; poem, ·ru.:as the Night Befor.: THE YOUNG CITIZEN Not a creature was stirring. not even a mouse: December, JfU:; -\Vhcn they· mccl with an obstacle. mount to the sky, So. up to the house-top the coursers they flew. With a sleigh full of toys. and St. Nicholas too. And then in a twinkling I hcar<l on the roof The prancing and pawing of each little hoof. The stock-ings were hung by th<' As I drew in my hl'>ad and wa~ chimney with care. In hopes rhac St. Nicholas soon would be there: The children were nestled all snug in their beds. \\.'bile visions of sugar-plum'> danced in their heads: And mamma in her kerchief. an I m my cap. Had just settled our brains for a turning around. Down the chimney St. Nichol.is came with a bound. He was dressed all in fur from hi'i head to his foot. And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot: A bundle of toys he had flung .::>n his back. And he looked like a peddler just Christmas. \}./hen Mr. Moore wrote that poem he did not know that for r'nany years to come the boys and girls of the United States would be longer winter nap.-mcmorizing it or reading it over and When out on the lawn there aro~.2 over again each year when Christ- such a clatter, opening his pack. I-!is eyes how they twinkled~ his dimples how merry! mas comes around. I sprang from mY bed to sec what Mr. Moore wrote the poem as a was the matter. His checks were like roses. his nos<! 1 ikc a cherry: present for his own little girls on!~·- Away to the window I flew like a The little Moore children we"rc so 1-Jis droll little mouth was drawn happy over the present that they flash. up like a bow. showed it to many of their frien<ls Tore open the shutters and threw And the beard on his chin was as on Christmas day. As usual many up the sasb. white as the snow. guests spend the Christmas holidays The moon on the breast of the new- The stump of a pipe he held tight with the Moore family in Chclse,1. fallen snow in his teeth. New York. Ir so happened that one Gave a lustre of midday to objects And the smoke it encircled his head or the visitors copied the poem in below: like a wreath. her album. This visitor lived in When what to my wondering eye·; He had a broad face. and a little Troy. New York. \\'hen she re- should appear. round belly ttirned to her home after the holi- But a miniature sleigh and eight That shook. when he laughed, like days. she sh?wed the poem to th;: tiny reindeer. a bowl full of jelly. editor of the Troy newspaper-the \\'ith a little old driver. so lively He was chubby and plump. a right Troy Sentinel. and quick jolly old elf The very next Christmas the l kOew in a moment it must be St. P.nd l laughed when l saw him, in editor published the po~m in the Nick. spite of myself. Troy Sentinel and with it he put J\·lore rapid than eagles his courser') A wink of his eye and a twist of an old woodcut picture of Sr. Nich- they came. his head olas This occurred in 1821. f.nd he whisrled and shouted and Soon gave me to know I had nothAfter that other papers copied the called them by name: ing to dread. pmm so that each year. more and niore boys and girls became farn iliar with it: and today, after I 1 L years. English speaking boys and girls all ov~r che world cJn be beard repeating with the merriest twinkle in their eyesA VISIT FROM ST. NICHOi.AS ··'Twas the night before Christm,1s. wiwn all through the houSl' ·Now. Oa::.ber'. now, Dancer"' now. He spo'.. not a word. bur went Prancer and Vixen~ straight to his work. On. Come~ on. Cupid' on. Dender fa.nd filled ali the stockings: chcn and Blitzen: turned with a jak. ·1 0 the top of the porch. to cbc tor i\nd laying his finger aside of his of the wall~ nose. Now, da.~b away. dJsh away. dash And giving a nod, up the chimnl'y away all'." he rose. J\y dry leaves that beforl' the wild hurricane fly, He sprang to his sleigh. to his te.lm gaw a whistle. JOSE RIZAL-HIS LAST (Cm1tin11r<J frnm pag<' .111) All eye witnesses agree as to Ri zal's incredible serenity and courage during the trial. and during his last long hours. He spent the final night in prayer. in reading. or in untroubled conversation with guards and priests. The next morning as he was led down the street to Bagumbayan Field, he was the same keenly interested observer that he always had been. "When were those C\'-''J towers added?" he asked the Jesuit beside him, pointing to the Ateneo. "I used to walk here with Leonora," he said as he passed another spot. "We arc going to Calvary," he said presently. ··My sufferings arc little. The Saviour suffered much. -nailed on the cross. In a moment the bullets will end all pain." He looked out at the ships. "How beautiful it is this morning, Father. How clear is the view of Corregidor ar.d the Cavite Mountains. I walked here with my .sweetheart Leonora on morning like this." There were troops waiting formed in a square as he approached. enough artillery to fight an army. and a band ready to play the national anthem when everything was over. Hundreds of government officials were there with their families, shouting with pleasure as the noblest, most gifted and most learned man in the Spanish realms approached. He stopped when he reached the captain and said: ··would you kindly shoot me in the front? For shooting in the back was the symbol of treason. "I have orders to shoot you in the back." replied the captain . .. But I have never been a traitor tc my own country nor to Spain." "My duty is to comply with the orders I have received." "Very well, then shoot me as you sec fit. But may I ask that the solAnd away they all flew like th~ down of a thistle; THE YOUNG CITIZEN 321 dicrs aim at my hrart and not my PACITA'S CHRISTMAS TREE head~" (Conti1111!'d from page 295) "Yes, we will do that," replid ''Oh, Mother, I saw the most the captain. He did not know th<'t beautiful Christmas tree. It had so Rizal desired one second of con- many shining stars it sparkled all sciousncss after the shots were fired. ir. order to choose how he should fall. over." Paci ta was out of breath. "It was so wonderful." she continued, her eyes very bright with joy. "Perhaps I do not need to have a Christmas tree. I have already seen a very, very lovely one:" "But you· have one. darling." forgive everyone from the bottom The mother said very gently. "It i'i of my heart * * * I have no resent- not very beautiful. but it is your ment toward anyone: believe me own your reverence. The Jesuit hdd Pacita clapped her hands as she He turned again to the Jesuit. "Oh how terrible it is to die, Father. How one suffers * * * I the cross to his lips and stepped asked. away. Rizal turned his back to the "Where is it~ Where?" firing squad. His face was toward Her mother led her into the the western sky, perfectly calm. A small sala. Pacita was greeted by military doctor in amazement ran a Christmas tree no taller than she. out from the line of officers and ''How lovely! Where did you cried: get it, Mother?" "Colleague. let me feel yonr Father made it for you.'' The pulse." Rizal thrust his hand out mother answered. as far as the bonds would permic. "I like this better. It does not The beat was scarcely above shine like Caridad's, but it has rnal. beautiful flowers on it. And oh~ "You are perfectly well. col- Look at these sweets. The wrap· league. perfectly." said the doctor, pers look like butterfly wings. And as he withdrew. they arc among flowers. Aren't Rizal twisted his hand to the spot they beautiful?" in his back where he wished the sol- "I am glad you like it. Try the diers to aim * * * ·Eight soldiers candy, Pacita, and tell me if you fired together. With one last ef- like it." fort of will the victim twisted hi~ "Not yet. Mother. I just want body about and fell-face toward to look at it now. Anyway, I know the sky! I will like it. You arc the sweetest December 30. 1896. Thirty-five mother in the world." years, six months. eleven days old. Pacita skipped around her small The band played the national an- tree. She kissed the flowers. She them. The crowd shouted ''Viva touched the candy with wrapper<> Espaila."' They thought he was that fluttered like butterflies among dead. They tried to hide his grave the bright flowers. Her cat and her His largest monument stands (Jn dog followed her about. They. too. the spot where he fell. Perhaps he were happy to have a Christmas h;;s more monuments than any man of the nineteenth century. There is one on the plaza of every village. There are a million pictures of Rizal on the walls of the Filipino home.~. And he is enshrined in ten million hearts. Eight shots did not kill him. '"Thine air. thy space. thy valtree. But I heard him exclaim; ere he lcys I shall permeate." Pacita's Christmas tree was ,1 small branch of calf6s. White and pink chichiricu flowers and red santan blossoms Were tied among the leaves. Tiny one-centavo coys and coconut candy in wrappers of red. gold, and blue hung from the littie twigs. drove out of sight: A youth of eighteen had gone t.J At thirty-five he had found the an··Happy Christmas to all. and t0 Europe to learn what he could do 5wer: He could tdl the terrible all a good-night'." E. M. L. for his helpless oppressed country. truth. and die for it. 122 lllE YOUNl> CITIZEN KIKO'S ADVENTURES ·Christmas Deed by gilmo baldoviV\o Kiko thought all chikh·en should have a happy Christmas. There should be toys, candies, books, and such things. But eve1·ybody said the1·e was no money. So he thought of calling his friends. Last November Kiko told his friends that they should help other children on ChristmJs day. "Let us give them toys," said Kiko. "But how'" his friends asked. "Get your old toys. and fix them." For days and days before Christmas Kiko and hi~: friends fixed their old toys and painted them. They made them look nnv · Tht·sc mys will make poo:· children happy. Kiko said. But Christmas is not complete without a Christ nus tree So c\'cry onl' of them went to the woods w sdcct a good Lrce The best one w<1s nude the Christmas tree. Behind Kiko':; lwusc is J \',\Cant lot. Here they placed the Christmas tree. On the night before Christmas mJny boys wcnl to seL' the tree :di lighted I· up. with toys lunging on the bran·:he~. Kiko was nowlwrL' to be seen But soon Santa Claus appeared. and g.in: thL' poor boys toys. \\'hich mad~ them all happy. December, J,q,;5 THE YOUNG CITIZEN 121 Christmas ls Coming By Primitiva Miranda (f. /acinto c'flem. School JI J;f---C , ___ .,.,_ --- ~ ~~ ~ 13-tt~ II* i I com-tni, -All bells will nn'j lh\s Christ - ma.s da.y. !~, J f .son~ of ® F ' AN UNEXPECTED (Conlinucd fmm page 307) Joe slept well that night. Hi:; mother awakened him in the morning. "Joe! Joe'. Wake up!" she exclaimed. "Here is something fa· you Joe jumped up from his bed anJ ran to where his mother was standing. She had a big package in h.:i arms. "What is that. mother?" he shouted. "Something for you. Joe," she said as she placed the big packa~'..: on the floor. "A messenger brought it in a few minutes ago. He said -And. leb Gla.d ~· J J' '! II J;i com-u;~, Ou ... N oti.>: The last three lines arc taken from a poem. it is from the gentleman whom yoi..1 met last night."' There was a note inserted. Jo· opened it. It ran: Dear Joe: I 'm sorry you could not attend rhe p1.1rty but what you did wh ·_. /1 prevented you from being with 1 h · other children is great. I wish I were in your place. Then I wo:.i'd feel gre1.1t-greatcr than what ! am now. Receive this little gift and m;rr; you have a happy Christmas. So•P · dafj fJOU wiff hnouJ me. Your Old Friem.1 Joe opened the package. Even· - thing he needed for Christmas was inside. There was a pair of white pants. a silk shirt. an undershirt. a silk hat. a pair of shoes, and toy~. There were also a big silk kerchief for mamma and a pair of slipper; for ppa. At the bottom of th'-' plckage was an envelope. On i! the following was written: "FOR HOME NEEDS·." Inside the en· velope was a ten-peso bill. Joe knelt down and raising his eyes to Heaven. said: "Lord, ble.>s the gentleman whose heart is so good and kind." Joe had a happy Christmas and hl' deserved it for he was a good boy and a thoughtful son, 324 RUFo·s CHRISTMAS GIFT (Continued from page 302) He was very sad, but his mother was very much sadder. Little Rufo had to enjoy his Christmas only by looking at the toys displayed on the show-windows. He could only look at, and wish for chem; but llc could neither touch nor have them. It was already getting dark, when the mother and the son returned home. Rufo was sad but glad at having seen the many things that he saw which he knew he could never have for Christmas. "Mother," said Rufo, "next Christmas I shall have some toys. I shall try to earn some money to buy that automobile." "Yes. you shall have it, son," said his mother. They ate their supper which Afing Ines was able to buy with her thirty centavos. Rufo was very tired so he ate with great appetite. Before going to bed, however, he told his mother, ·'Mother, I wish some fairy would bring me something while I am sleeping. I don'c care whac it is, mother. just so it is a toy." Aling Ines did not say a word. She pretended not co hear her son. She started co work in order to prevent the tears from flowing from her eyes. Bue when Rufo was already asleep. she began to cry not for herself but for her little son. She cried for sometime. Gradually she began co be_ aware of the fact that within her small nipa hut sh.? was crying and very unhappy while outside the whole town was in full merriment-music and gladness. She could not be happy even if sh.? wanted to because her little Rufo. now sleeping, could not have the toy which his little heart had desired. She was still crying when sh~ thought of Mrs. Cruz. Mrs. Cruz had always been very kind to her. Why couldn't she help her now? Why did she not think of Mrs. Cruz during the afternoon~ She could have borrowed thirty centavos from her to buy chat toy for her son. It was not too late yet. Perhaps Mrs. Cruz was not yet in THE YOUNG CITIZEN December, l!J.;;; bed and the stores were still open. - THE ELDEST OF EIGHT Before she knew what she was doing she was already in the street, more running than walking. and soon she was at the house of Mrs. Cruz. She was very glad because Mr. and Mrs. Cruz and the children were still wide awake decorating their Christmas tree. "Why. Aling Ines, why arc you here" asked Carmelo. who first saw the night visitor. "Come in." said Mrs. Cruz. "Has anything wrong happened to you and Rufo? Why com_e so late?'' "Nothing wrong has happened Mrs. Cruz. I just came to ask you if you could advance me thirty centavos to buy an automobile toy fOi: Rufo." Aling Ines told Mrs. Cruz. She told her also about her promisi.' to her boy, and thi.'ir walk at the Escolta. Mr. and Mrs. Cruz knew hO\'-' good a boy Rufo was. He hJd been an obedient- boy and a great help to his mother. Carmelo liked him so much that he and Rufo oftc11 played together when he and hi'> mother come to get the laundry. It was Carmelo who spoke first when Aling Ines finished her ston·. "Mother. do you remember that automobile toy I 'got from school bsr Saturday? It is exactly like the one Rufo likes to have. Why don't I give that to him~" Without waiting for an answer from his mother he went to get the automobile. Soon he returned. "Here, Aling Ines. give this U Rufo for his prize." Aling Ines could hardly believe her eyes seeing the toy and her ears hearing the words of Carmelo. Sh~ remembered the words of Rufo as he went to sleep about some fairy chat might give him the toy. Afin~ Ines thought she was dreaming. Fo: a while she could not talk. "Yes, Aliny Ines. Take it and give to your boy. · said Mrs. Cruz. "And tomorrow you will come h·~r..' t0 get a Christmas dinner for you and your son." Aling Ines was very happy. Sh'-' thought she was the happiest mothu that evening because she knew that (Continued front page 303) Of course. she loved her mother. but she nursed in her heart a deep resentment at the joylessness of her life. On the Friday before Mathen· Day. Sioning. with two other girls, was asked by her teacher to call on a classmate who had been absent. Lolita Ruiz was the ·richest girl in Sioning's class. She went to school in a big car. Her dresses were always distinctive and her purse was always full of "just pin money."' Sioning and her companions hesitated to knock at the gate. Th.:: big house, so quiet and imposing. was Set far from the street. The gardener admitted them into the grounds. Another servant opene<l the door to them and conducted them to ~ beautifully furnished bedroom. "It is so kind of you to visit me." Lolita said as the girls timidly €ntend the room. (Please t11r11 lo page .128) Rufo would be the happiest bov when he woke up in the morning. She took the automobile and afkr thanking Carmelo and Mrs. Cru;; and after greeting them with a ·Merry Christmas.' she left. Rufo was still sound asleep when Aling Ines arrived. She looked ac the little boy and she looked at th.? toy. Her face beamed with happt ncss. She woke up earlier than her little boy. She placed the toy on the pillow in such a way that when the sleeping little boy opened hi:; eyes, it would be the first thing he could sec. She could hardly wait to sec the happiness of her boy when he would sec the coy. Soon Rufo opened his eyes and saw the automobile. He took it and showed it to his mothe'r. "Mother. I dreamed that there was a fairy who brought me this toy. She told me it was my priz<! for being a good and an obedicrt boy.·· .. Yes, Rufo. you have been a good and an obedient boy, that is why the fairy, God, and Carmelo THE WONDERFUL ORGAN (Continued from pugc 298) The night deepened. Now and then. the silence was broken by sounds from firecrackers. In other houses, other boys like him were playing and having a good time. ''Good evening." someone called at the gate. "Will you give a tired traveller a drink of water?" "Good evening." answered Benito, as he came down the house with the drinking bowl. The stranger drank the water and said, "Thank you." Then he returned the co::o:iut bowl to Benito. "Your h.rnJ is bleeding." h..: observed. The voi..::c was soft and kind. No one had spoken to Benito as kindly as that before. Benito looked at his hand anJ saw that it wa.s. indeed, bleeding. "I am working on the organ for the church. It must be finished hy tcmorrow morning." Benito ,c;aid softly, as if he were saying his prayers. "And will you finish it? asked the srranger. "'If I can keep awake, I will try hard to finish it." Benito answered. ··1 am very sleepy.'' "Let me tell you stories, then. while you work,'' said th:.> stranger Benito looked around him. Thi.! bouse was very ::till. The ulfern had gcu\e to hear ,he midnight mas~. The onie< slaves w1.:1e fast asleep Benito led the stranger upstairs. He sat a.a the floor in front of Benito. Then he told Benito stories. He told him abo:.it the fairy moonbeams that danced and leap2d among the leaves of the trees and about golden fishes that played hide-and-seek among the corals ur.der the deep. blue sea. He told him. too. about a land where the birds were always gay and the flowers never withered. As he spoke, thl? ,;re v;:ry kind to you." The little boy was very happy because of his new toy, and the mother was very happy because of the happiness of her boy. The mother and the son felt the joy of Christmas Day. THE YOUNG CITIZEN LIMB AS (Conlinu<'d .from pagr .116) Perto on the ground held lh\.' string of his kite with trembling hands. At first he had been smiling. But now h:.> did not know what to do. The wind had blown harder and harder carrying his brave lamp glowed more brightly. The room seemed to be flooded with moonlight. But outside, it was very dark. A sweet delicious scent hung in the cold, December air. And from afar. came the sofr. swec-r strains of an unknown song. The knife dropped from the yo;J.ng boy·s hands. His head sank lower in hi1> breast. The stranger's quiet voice had lulled the tired b:::iy to sleep Then. all of a sudden. the stil!P.ess was broken by the ringing of the bells telling of the birth of the Saviour. The Christmas morning was bright and cheery. - When Benito awoke, the sunshine was streamin:; into the room through the win· dows. He remembered the organ with a start. He felt very much frightened. He took the knife right away and looked for the part which he had left unfinished. He coulJ r;ot find it. Both sides of the org"n were done in the same beauti· ful way. More than that, they were beautifully pintcd. Beni10 did ·HH ~,now how to paint. Who had fin1~hed the organ and painted it wh:le he was asleep? Then Benito remembered the strange visitor of th(' night. He looked at the organ again. The flowers looked so fresh he kn('W tbey would never wither, and the h;rds looked so gay, he knew the~· \:ould alw~ys remain so. He looked at the leaves. The moonbeams werE still there. Then he looked at his hand. 1'. was completely healed. For the first time in many yens ttars stood in Benito's eyes. Bm he was too simple and good of heart to be afraid. Lifting his eyes up to the sky, he murmured softly to himself. "God, I thank You fo1 all Your kindness." wbite kite up. up. high';!r and higher. although he tried hard to pull the kite down. The string w.,s humming loud and he had all he could to prevent himself from be ing lifted up into the air. The white kite grew smaller and small er and then suddenly, h~ fell back on the sand. The string h:iJ ~napp:?d broken and the "limbas .. was gone sailing· in the, wind farther and farther away. Perto sat on th~ sand sobbing. The "limbas" was fast disappearing, his dear, bra Vi!, little "limbas." He saw the broken half of the string gleaming in the wind and noticed that the little kite was flying lower and lower. Quickly wiping his eyes, he ran away in the direction taken by the "limbas." Half an hour later, he found the "limbas" still· flying over the roof of a nipa house. The string it carried had caught around a lamp post and the kite flew up and down a'i if trying to free itself. Perto ran here and there looking for something. A policeman standing near the lamp po~t watched him as he ran. Perto found a long pole standing against the wall of a house. V..'ithout asking the owner any permission, Perto took the pole and went back to the street. He was about to reach the string caught around the lamp post when the policeman stopped him. "Wait." the policenian said. Perto wanted to cry again. but he stood still at the policeman's bidding. They saw the kite flying up and down. Sometimes it whirled wund and round and then it would suddenly fall down again. As they watched the kite whirl again for the second time, it suddenly flew toward the wires. There was a hiss ;ind a sudden light, and the kite burst into flame. 'The next moment it had curned into ashes. "Did you see that~" asked the policeman. Perto. pale with fright. nodded at the policeman He would ha\l'e died if he had touched the wires with the pole. 326 THE YOUNG CITIZEN Dcccm/1cr, J.'1,::; Children, of course you know me. I am Santa Claus. Every year I bring gifts to you on Christmas day. Perhaps you have forgotten me. Can you still remember the color of the cloth I alwaYs wear on Christmas day? Let us sec if you remember. Color me and if you do it well. I will give you one of the best gifts I have in my bag. / .,,-, / " :.; I Ill Y<ll'~< . <.11 IZI~ Mother Nature's Christmas Tree Thc·l'L' \\·a.-; onc..~e a \\·ee Christmas tree ~tuud hare in the woods; l'nhappy 1rns he, Puur lit th• trt'l' '. l 'Jiri.-;tma.-; had t·omc» lii.-: rriend.-; had all gone To Ii" trimmed. :--;<1id ill'. ·· J \\ant to go, too." ~llutlwr '.\ature heard What the little tree said. Slw called her fairies. "Big· .n·ll"11· moon, come light the way. Littl1· Siln·ry T1yinkle, 1;Jid1· do11·11 to the little tree. l';:int tlw :.;ao11·balb, Jacky Frost. .\I ak1· them sparkle, sparkle, glitter; Fn·1·zc• tlw icicles, long and slender ; 1.J ak1· them taper, taper, taper!" Ddore >·ou could ll'ink. It 11·as fini >lwcl ! \28 !HE YOUNG CITIZEN Decnn/n•r, t.<1 :.; THE ELDESl OF EIGHT CHRISTMAS THL SPIRIT OF GIVING (( 011fii11tl'd /'rum page .124) (Continued irom Jmf/(' l!l.I) {CuutilwC'd from page .Jl.'i) "The teacher sent us," Sioning lricnds we surely have no right tCI You may have a schoolmate or ,;nswered. be happy. Sureiy everybody can a playmate whose parents you know · I have been very lonely, .. Lo- give som(·thing-a gift, a greeting. will not be able to buy him a gift Ina complained. "I wish I werl! or a wish-"A Merry Christmas.'· for Christm.is. You have many a member of a family like Sion- good things of which your frienJ ing·s... Lolita finished wich a sigh On Christmas we wish everybody or companion has none. Will it full of longing. JO)', happiness and goodwill because not make you happy to give him .l "'What? Like mine?" Sioning it was on the first Christmas Day little of what you have~ I( your asked in great surprise. '"You don't chat God gave his best wishes, a heart is truly kind. you can't bear know what it means to be the old- gift to us-Jesus our Mastn and to sec somwne suffer w0hi.Je you have est of eight children." Saviour. more chan enough to satisfy your" I do not know. Just the sam.:. "And there were in the same self. I would rather be one of eight tha!l shepherds abiding in the field. keep Dear children, let me add one the only one and without a ing watch over their flock by nighl'. more thought- about i:he spirit of mother." Lolita returned. ~~iving. To feed the hungry. tu '"But you have your fatht:r wh1) ·And. lo. the angel of the Lor<l dolhe the ragged. to help the needy. i~_very rich and very liberal to you... came upon them. and the glory 0t <.1r c6 give ochers coscly gifts. is not "Oh. I have no complaint against the Lord shone around about therr.· cnough. Your heart, full of willmy fatht:r. He is the best of father~. and they were sore afraid. But there is something very big tlut is lacking when there is no mother.-· '"You have servants to look after you, .. one of Sioning's companions remarked. 'And the angel said unto thcri·. h',ir not. for behold. I hring you good tidings of great joy. which shall be to all PC?Pk "You chink that is fine. On 11"1} "'For unto you is born this day part. I would rather do all th-: in the city of David a Saviour. housework and wait on my mOther which is Christ the Lord. d only I had one.·· Lolita retorted in all carnestnt:ss. '' l feel I could 'bear all poverty and hardships if I could taste a mother's kiss." Lolita continued "'My mother kisses me when I leaw for school and at my arriva:. We kiss also before we go to bed .. , Sioning·s companion said with pride. "'My mother does not kiss me." Sioning thought. "'I thank you again for cominl; I shall try to be present on Monday. Ly th, way, Sioning, I have a piece of silk which I intended for <?. Mother's Day gift." .. A gift? For whom? You have no mother." The three calle[S asked in surprise. ··r make-believe that I have on'!. 1 even planned to embroider it. But now, I cannot carry out my project. You may have it Sioning. for your mother." Sioning accepted the gift The next day. while her mother was out. she made a lovely negligee with it .~nd embroidered it with daint,spr.1ys or lazy-daisy stitches. "'And this shall be a sign unto you: Ye shall find the babe wrapped When Sioning placed her gift O\'Cr h.:r mothn"s p'iilow very early on the morning of Mothers' Day. there was no more resentment i1, her heart. There was only a wish tlut her motha might kiss hi:r ewu once ANSWER TO THE LAST MONTH'S CROSS-WORD PUZZLE ir gncss and low·, 5hould go with your gift or act of charity. I would value more. a small loaf of brc.1d given to me wich the giver's goodwi!L If you would share at ~.ii what you have with others. do so willingly and gladly. A poet says. ··A gifc without the giver is bare· I .ct us not chink that wh,1t ·'le give now is lose to us forever. SomC' how or sometime good acts will b•: n·warded. Today the good things ot life may be ours to enjoy: ro morrow we may lose them all. Those whom we have helped anJ l'Ven chose whom we have not, mav then do us a good turn. Giving with all one's heart and giving for rhe joy of it, is the true spirit of love for mankind. Such is che spirit or Christmas. in swaddling clothes. lying in a manger. '"And suddenly cht:re was with the angel a multitude of heavenly host praising God. and saying . "Glory to God in the highe<>t. .~nd on c.irth peace. goodwill toward men." 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