Silas L.

Mendoza 1 MUS 1
2018118480 March 2, 2019

Internal and External Criticism

The poster is wrong. We are a part of the American territory during WW2.
The Americans are the ones who gave us freedom from Spain who took over our
land for a very long time. The Americans freed us by signing the Treaty Of Spain
to stop the war between them. The poster is made by the Japanese people was
not actually working for them. Japanese wanted to gain control over the whole
continent Asia. So the Japanese started a war over the Americans to gain power
over the Philippines because at this time, we are under American territory and
the Japanese waned to take us away from the Americans. Now back to the
poster and why was it not effective. The Japanese put up a propaganda poster
saying that “you are our pals. Our enemy is the Americans”. This poster is to ruin
the trust that Filipinos had to the Americans. This is very biased. It doesn’t mean
they are Asians means that we have to join them to go to war to the Americans.
How will the Filipinos know that their propaganda poster is true? When in fact
they declared war against us so that they can control us. The facts ruins the
authenticity of their propaganda in order for them to make us trust. The
Americans freed us from Spain so they are our allies. The reason why they said
this in the poster is because they think the Philippines would join the Japanese
because japan and the Philippines are a part of Asia. Meaning, whoever is Asian
is our ally, but not at that time. We are already been taken from Spain hands. But
the Japanese wanted war against the Philippines and the Americans so the
Japanese can take over our country. Surprisingly, the Americans and the
Filipinos lost to japan and gained control over the Philippines between 1942-
1945. This source is very accurate because America and Spain signed the treaty
of Paris in order to stop the war between the two countries. Internal and external
criticism help us see what is accurate or what is true, what is false, what are lies
by looking at facts given, by extensive research and by reading articles.

SHORT STORY:

Bushman and Kenji

Once upon a time there was a little boy named Sealthiel Paril. He was
nicknamed “Bushman” by his close friends and family because he had a bush
like hair on his head. “Mama?” Bushman asked, “Why is my hair like that plant
oh?” while pointing at a bush.
“Eh kasi anak, mana ka sa daddy mo na kulot kaya ganyan ang buhok
mo, wag ka mag alala anak pareho naman tayong pangit eh,” said Mama.
They lived in the Philippines happily and peacefully. One day, Bushman
was with his mother to buy groceries in a supermarket near their house. And then
he saw a toy gun that he liked so much and begged his mother to buy it for him.
“Oh, since good boy ka kay mama and papa ibibili ko sayo yan ha? Lagay mo na
basket so we can pay for it,” said Mama with a smile.
Then when they got home Bushman played with the gun. It was his
favorite toy and he played with it everyday until one day he told himself that he
wanted to be a soldier for the Philippines. “Mama, Papa, okay lang ba na maging
sundalo ako?” Bushman told his parents. His mama and papa looked at each
other with worried looks on their faces, they were afraid of the thought that they
might lose their only child.
One day Bushman was asked by his mama to buy vinegar from Toyang’s
a local sari-sari store near their house.
“Aling Toyang, pabili po ng suka,” Bushman said as he peeked over the
high counter. As Bushman was about to go home, he heard a faint sob and
noticed that there was a kid with slanting eyes crying across the street. He
approached the kid and asked, “Ba’t ka umiiyak? Gusto mo ba suka?” Bushman
asked while holding up the plastic bag filled with vinegar thinking it might help.
 “Sabi kasi nila wala daw akong mata eh, nakakakita naman ako!” wailed
the little kid.
“Ano ba ang pangalan mo?” asked Bushman.
“Kenji,” said the little kid while wiping his tears with his hands, “Eh ikaw?”
“Sealthiel, pero tawag sakin nila mama ay Bushman,” said Bushman introducing
himself. Kenji looked confused and started to look at Bushman from head to toe
and then laughed.
“Ba’t ka tumatawa?” Bushman had a confused look while trying to figure
out what Kenji was laughing about.
And Kenji said while still giggling, “Ang ganda ganda ng pangalan mo pero
Bushman tawag sa’yo?” Kenji stared at Bushman’s curly hair, “Pero alam ko na
kung bakit.”
Bushman touched his bush-like hair and laughed, “Proud ako sa buhok
kong ‘to kahit mukhang may halaman sa tuktok ng ulo ko,” Bushman continued,
“kaya wag kang makinig sa mga nangaasar sa’yo dahil diyan sa mata mo! Ika
nga nila, love yourself!”
Kenji looked up to Bushman thinking what he said was right and made him
realize what other people think didn’t matter. Right there and then, Kenji admired
how Bushman perceived things but before he could say anything Bushman
shouted.
“Nako, oo nga pala! Kailangan na ni Mama ‘tong suka! Kailangan ko na
umuwi!” At dali daling tumakbo si Bushman, “Laro tayo minsan, Kenji!” Kenji
watched Bushman run until he can no longer see him. It was time for him to go
home too
And that’s how Kenji met Bushman.

The next day, Kenji was standing in front of Toyang’s hoping that
Bushman would show up as he promised the other day. Kenji’s family came from
Japan and migrated to the Philippines, he was half Filipino and half Japanese.
He was born in Japan but is spending his childhood in the Philippines. “Kenji,
andiyan ka pala!” a faint shout from a far was heard by Kenji.
 “Akala ko hindi ka na babalik,” Kenji said with an elated tone in his voice.
Kenji was glad to see Bushman again because he didn’t have friends to play with
growing up in his neighborhood,

“Siyempre babalik ako, maglalaro tayo eh!” Bushman said with

enthusiasm, “Tsaka para mapagtanggol kita sa mga umaaway sayo.”

“Okay na ‘yon, hayaan mo na,” said Kenji. And then Bushman and Kenji
played baril-barilan. Then Bushman told Kenji about his dream of being a soldier,
he said “Alam mo Kenji, magiging sundalo ako para kung may mang-away man
sa atin lalabanan ko! Ano Kenji, gusto mo bang sumama?” Bushman stated.
Then Kenji looked at Bushman with hope in his eyes saying “Oo naman! Para sa
Pilipino! Tara na kumain muna tayo baka magalit si oka-san, masarap magluto
yun!” Kenji said to Bushman. And then Bushman looking curious and asks “Oka-
san? Ano yon Kenji?” Bushman whispered to Kenji. “Ay! Ano ba naman tong
kaibigan mo, oka-san ang tawag ko sa aking nanay dahil ang tatay ko at nanay
ko ay Japanese pero si mama ay purong Pilipino kagaya mo.” Kenji said to
Bushman. “Kung purong Pilipino ang nanay mo bakit ganoon ang tawag mo
sakanya?” Bushman asked. “Sinanay kami ng papa ko na ganoon ang tawag,
wala eh Japanese kasi.” Kenji said with enthusiasm. At sila’y nagging matalik na
kaibigan hanggat sa pag graduate ng kolehiyo. Si Bushman at si Kenji ay
parehong nagging sundalo ngunit si Kenji ay lumipat ng Japan at ipagpapatuloy
and pagiging sundalo. Isang gabi sabi ng Heneral ni Bushman na nag deklara ng
digmaan ang Japan sa Pilipinas dahil gusting sakupin ng mga Japanese ang
mga Pilipino at ang buong Asia. Matagal ng hindi nag kikita ang dalawang
magkaibigan at natatakot si bushman dahil kaibigan niya ang kakalabanin niya.
Ginanap ang gera sa Maynila at doon nagkikipaglaban si Bushman para sa
Pilipinas. At nakita si Kenji na sugat sugatan na nakahiga sa sahig. Dali dali niya
itong binuhat at binigyan pansin ang mga sugat. “Kenji wag muna ngayon!
Ipapagamot kita kahit patayin man ako ng aking sariling bayan sa nagawa ko na
pagpapagamot sayo di ko kaya mawala ka ng ganito!” shouted Bushman. “Okay
lang ako kaibigan. Hindi naman ang Japan ang ppinaglalaban ko dito,
pinaglaban ko ang Pilipinas, binaril ako ng Heneral ko… uhhhh… Paalam
Bushman, magkikita tayong muli.” Kenji said while running out of breath. “At
patuloy lumaban si Bushman habang umiiyak ngunit siya ay nabaril sa likod at
namatay. Nagkita silang muli sa kabilang buhay at sila ay masaya. The end.