First Transcription (par deux)

This is a continuation of what I was transcribing a few days ago. A compendium of my inane juvenile fancies.



I also want to play games - educational [I think I meant to say intellectual] games like chess. I've a knack for chess. [This is assuming much than what is true] I wish to join the Barcelona, Spain Olympics '90 for chess department, how's that?! Alan Peña, a schoolmate of mine is my trainer. He wishes me victory. I want to master the rubix cube. I want to form all the words I have memorized by heart with my scrabble. I want to play mind bogglers, word factory, and lots of them. I'm sporty too. I [would] like to make different exhibitions on bike and scateboard. I['d] like to throw a whoozing ball on soccer and football. I like to be straight-bodied and broad-shouldered so I'll learn to swim. I want to play baseball. But up to now, I have never played these sports. And I want to play ping-pong and tennis too. But I don't want to be athletic.



I am also a bookworm. I want to read Agatha Christie and Sherlock Holmes. I used to read Nancy Drew Mystery series. Up to now I still read Encyclopedia Brown. Among my favorite characters in books are Hercule Poirot, Jane Marple and Encyclopedia Brown. (Re: just recently and I should consider him above all the rest - Sherlock Holmes) I want to read books such as How to be a Leader, Better English Made Easy, and Word Power. Now, I've browse thru classics like Mythology (by Edith Hamilton) also juvenile books such as Otis Spofford and Judy Blume's, all types of pocketbooks forlight reading. I['d] love to read Jane Eyre, Good Earth, Iliad, Odyssey, Aeneid, Sophocles, Euripides and Aeschylus, also Shakepeare's volumes, Scarlet Letter, Gulliver's Travels, Call of the Wild, Diary of Anne Frank, Divine Comedy, Les Miserables, Robin Hood, King Arthur and His Knights, To Kill a Mocking Bird ... but I don't have much books.



[I should say that I new what the classics were and what would be very good readings to develop the mind. At the time, when I was in the Philippines, I do not have access to such books/volumes. I never would have been able to read them. I only knew about them from my subjects at school when we talked/brushed on them. I'm thankful that I am now at a place where I can fulfill my juvenile dreams :)]



I want to be an artist, like my father. I love to paint nature and create frescoés, murals, icons out of my imaginations. I want to sketch houses. I'd love to raid houses and inspect its interior. I also want to build them like an architect does. I've even made a blue print of my future house. [Wonder where that is now. Possibly gone.] I saw a similar house to my ideal one printed in a magazine. Last night, I travelled along our subdivision. Along my walk I see the inside of those houses which have remained a mystery to me by day. I can see through, even the people living in it. What do you see from outside the house on a clear night? A view of what's inside! Too bad nothing really happened. I wish to witness a bloody murder but the people in my neighborhood aren't too clever to commit a crime. But who wants a crime.

I want to have masterpieces in sculpture like Rodin's, the Thinker, Myron's Discolobus and Nike - The Wingerd Victory or even Michelangelo's Pieta. [Wow what a braggart. I'm think I'm boasting here to show that I know the works of these masters]. I learned them all from History class. [Right on]. Behind all these notions one thing is for sure, I couldn't paint that Mona Lisa smile the way Leonardo da Vinci did. Well I'm also a great collector. I collect hundreds of things. From tissues to stationeries, bags to books, boxes, cards, clips, wrappers, dolls, friends, clains, letters, mugs, magnets, souvenirs, novels, pencils, peoms, stickers, tags, receipts, bankbooks, verses, films, name tags, games, casefiles, articles, files, records, usables. I'm a philatelist, philologist - lover of words, philosopher - of wisdom and a bibliophile - lover of books. Oh! and a numistmatist - a coin collector. My two greatest collection are the PILE and the FILES. I never seem to throw away anything...

...Except when I'm raging with fury. Ha! I'm really a die ard for martial arts. But my motive is not good. I also want to kill anybody who has done wrong to me and I don't like that. I want to show off and that's not good too. I'll try to think of other motives. Hmmm... perhaps I'll take it as a sport and maybe I'll join tournaments that will give me P that way I'll be able to help my mom in my college. Sometimes, I want to go to Japan and learn karate there. I'm really nuts at karate. I like Jackie Chan. My mom's friend is a black belter whose willing to teach me, I don't know when to start.

(Re: My ardour for the martial arts has started to slow down. I no longer smoulder at Jackie Chan movies although I'm still interested to learn.)


Now, I've written almost 3 books. I said almost because there aren't finished yet. I have written 3 feature articles and lots of news reports in the SPRING - my H.S. school organ. I really like writing and I write to express not to impress. Did I ever told you before that my name was printed. It was because of a letter I sent to the editor of a woman's magazine to send me copies of a then favorite column by Donald J. Sobol, Solve-it-a-crime. I was so die hard of it that I wrote right away to ask them for reprints. I waited impatiently for their personal letter. But it came out that they printed my letter. They omitted some parts, good for me, I was begging them to death. I never knew they would print it. I was depressed at their answer to my request. They wouldn't send me any. So I just left them that way. At least my name, address and a descent letter is printed in a magazine that is released all over the Philippines. Many also read it and told the news to me. A few weeks later, auntie Minnie showed me again a magazine containing my name and that some reader is trying to defend me. So that's it.

[In actuality I didn't know that a response to my letter/request was made. My two classmates, Leny Q and Tin-Tin DR were the ones who read it in a magazine and consequently informed me. One of them also graciously gave me a copy. As my family were not subscribers. My grandmother borrowed those magazines from a neighbor. Anyhow, the articles are actually from a book by the same author, Donald J. Sobol titled "Two Minute Mysteries" first published in 1967. I now own the book. Along with 2 other books in the series, "More Two Minute Mysteries" (1971) and "Still More Two Minute Mysteries" (1975). Got it on the sale shelf at my local Borders for no less than $3.99, take that! This is just one of the many things that I appreciate about being in America. I am most thankful for the One above. Here in the US, I have access to so many things. My whims, my ambitions, my "westernized" interests that I would probably not have indulged myself with, had I been in the Philippines. And for many reasons which I will discuss in a different blog. So! Well. There's still more to type. I can't believe I've written so much. To be continued.]

1st Transcription

Written circa 1989

I have a lot of things to tell you.

I am 5heyenne Hidalg0, a teenager. Last September 24, I became 16. I enjoy being alone in a quiet place. Thinking. I think a lot. But I have a problem. I think fast. And that's not my problem. I forget faster than I think. Ideas come to mind. Too many of them. Just when I am about to grasp those ideas to use, they pop out of my mind. But I still think, think and think. I always wonder, cudgel ones brains. Sometimes I step on excellent ideas, others were just good ones, othertimes its bad and at times it's worse, really worst and it will be much worse if I tell what they were. So never mind. You'll know what I think from now on because I am going to state it all to you if I want to. And I always wanted to.

Eventhough I meditate a lot, I didn't turn out to be a genius but I sincerely wish to know more. You'll learn more from me as you read along.

There are four dreams I want to attain. These are my grandioses....
To be a martial arts expert, a private eye detective spy, a military officer and a journalist-writer-columnist. Aside from these I have less eminent aspirations like writing books for everyone and memorizing the dictionary. [Ambitious!] Moreover, I have a thousand whims.

I've got passion for fashion. I like clothes a lot although I don't have much of them. I can create dashing outfits out of simple ones. I just found out this talent when I began to be more daring on wearing such clothes. When I became 16. [Should be written as: I just found out this talent when I began to be more daring in my wearing clothes now that I am 16]. I could create dull attires to flambouyant ones. [Should be written as: I could transform dull attires into flambouyant ones]. I think I could create fantastic combinations from T-shirts to jeans and scarves and espadrilles relevant to today's mode. I never dreamed to be a fashion designer nor a model. [I think I meant to say that: But I never would have dreamed that I would be a fashion designer nor a model].

I know that I am not intelligent but I want to be as intelligent as Mr. Baes and Mr. Magtagnob [My HS math teachers] and I want to be scrupulously wise as Ms. Canasta. [My HS World History and Social Science teacher] I want to have the wisdom King Solomon has. I want to be broad-minded like Jessel Pamulaklakin, as shrewd as Armand Yambao. [Both are classmates and good friends]. I want to know a lot of things like Encyclopedia Brown. I want to be a thinker, I want to have brain power. I want to be clever like Dr. Haledjian [a character in Donald J. Sobol's Two Minute Mysteries book series]. I want to be erudite. I want to be perspicacious, sharp, smart and well informed. I want to be highly educated. I want to be knowledgeable, au courant, aware, conscious, scholastically learned. I want to have the ability, capacity and intimacy.

But, I don't want to be bonkers, psychotic, shrink, nuts, psychopath, [boy, I really used my thesaurus] insane, deranged... in other words crazy, please! another one - lunatic.

This an annotation written in 1992 as I was trascribing this note into the notebook. "You must understand that I have not been born naturally gifted. It has been my endless craving that I be civilized and nurtured [I think I meant cultured] to the fullest."

Introductions

I like to take notes. I started to formally compile them in a volume of notebooks through a good part of my late teen years. There is one I titled "Me, Myself and I" started in 1992. Here is what's written on the first page. I will try as much as not to edit the text no matter how much I am tempted to.

Whatever is written in this piece of book shall be the expression of myself through writing. It is a collection of my literatures eversince I've been conscious of doing it. It is my laboured work which I have endeavored to accomplish. Even if it sounds or might appear to be awkward and uncouth, it is my ending desire to express my soul and explore the reality that I have manage to push through this workmanship.

April 1992

On the succeeding page, I have these written on the lower right-hand corner.

What you shall read hereafter this page, is a suppose-to-be novel, which I have written sometime in 1989 when I was at the peak of my youthful years.

Behind this page, I wrote a sort of a dedication for the novel that I would have written:

"This book is dedicated to anyone who feels that I dedicated this book to him or her. Whoever you may be, I sincerely wish you know me more and you understand who really I am and what I wanted to explain. Hope you appreciate it, really."

October 1989

LIFE: ON EARTH

Prologue:
This book is written as a counterpart of the lifelong novel of xxxxxxxx x xxxxxxx. It is the author's story about life and all that it entails.

The purpose of this book is to document whatever is in the mind of the writer that she wanted to express through writing.

I write here as though I am embarking on a solemn journey. I speak as if I have surpassed many travails in life. Not quite so. But this was the impression I have at the time. I endured many trials and because of those expriences, I had a feeling of being above others . One might say that I have a chip on my shoulder. Whenever I re-read these notebooks, I get different reactions. 5 years ago, it all seemed ridiculous and mundane. There were times that I find it very contradicting, then would come a time that I would marvel at the pun. When I've read it recently, it provided the same entertainment I gained as when I was composing it. I am embarrassed at the silliness of it all. But then, I face myself, in disgrace.