Wedding Dance
Amador Daguio
I. Unfamiliar words
- clinging - to be emotionally dependent on or unwilling to give up.
- muffled - wrap for warmth or to deaden sound.
- huddled - crowd together; nestle closely; curls one's body up.
- sullen - sulky, morose.
- snugly - comfortable, sheltered; close fitting.
- butchered - slaughter or cut up (animal); kill only or cruelly.
- clamorous - noun : shouting, confused noise; protest, demand ; verb; make clamor, shout.
- sturdy - robust; strongly built; vigorous.
- tugged - hard, violent, or jerky pull; sudden emotion.
- mocked - ridicule; treat with scorn or contempt; mimic contemptuously.
- buttress - support built against wall etc; verb: support for wall strengthen.
- flung - past participle of fling.
- clung - past participle of cling.
- quivered - trembled or vibrate with slight rapid motion.
- shudder - verb: shiver from fear; cold; etc. feel strong repugnance, fear; etc; vibrate.
- sonorous - having a loud, full of deep, sound: (of speech) imposing.
- betel - noun: leaf chewed with betel-nut.
- throbbing - violent beat or pulsation; vibrate with persistent rhythm or with emotion.
- caverns - large or dark one; cave.
- relent - relax severity; yield to compassion.
- witting - droop; lose energy.
- supple - able to bend or twist easily.
- cling - to hold on to something (ore) or someone very tightly.
- fling - to throw or push (something) in a sudden and forceful way.
II. Essence of the short story
"Wedding dance is a short story of a man name Awiyao, who in sptite of being in love with his wife, Lumnay, feels the need to marry another woman in order to have a son.
III. Setting
A. Place
upper horizontal log - narrow door - walls of the dark house - sliding door - middle of the room - corner of the room - leaning against the wall - the ceiling - at the rattan - mountain creek - across the roaring river - at the buttresses of rocks - to the door and open it - village.
B. Time
seven harvest - the next day - the first year of marriage - silence of the night - tonight - few more weeks - few more months - few more harvests - the morning comes.
IV.Characters
- Awiyao
- Lumnay
- dancing woman
- Kanbunyan
- Madulimnay
- Chief of the tribe/village
- Elders
V. Characterization
- Awiyao is the man who needs to marry another woman in order to have a child. He is the man that has greater love to his wife, Lumnay.
- Lumnay is the good wife of Awiyao. She is praying to the Kabunyan and offered some sacrifices in order that her prayers to have a child will be heard.
- Kabunyan in the one whom Lumnay intrusted her prayers to have a child.
- Modulimay is the second wife of Awiyao. She is the bride in the wedding ceremony.
- Chief of the village is the person that has authority in their tribe.
- Elders are the people who are highly respected in the tribe.
VI. The Plot
In the midst of the ritual wedding ceremony, Awiyao headed to their house where his ex-wife, Lumnay lives. He reached for the upper horizontal by which served as the edge of the headhigh household. Clinging to the log, he lifted himself with one bound that carried him across to the narrow door. After some moments during which he seemed to wait, he talked to the listening darkness and he said, "I'm sorry this had to be done. I am really sorry. But neither of us can help it." She gave no sign that she heard Awiyao, but continue to sit unmoving in the darkness. But Awiyao knew that she heard him and his heart pitted on her. He crawled on all fours to the middle of the noon, he knew exactly where the stove was. He stirred the covered sounding embers, and blew into the stove. The room brightened, Awiyao saw her face partly sullen, "Why don't you go out," he said. One of the men will see you dance well; he will like your dancing, he will marry you. "I don't want any man," she said sharply. "I don't want any other man". He felt relieved that at last she talked. "You know very well that I won't want any other woman either. "It's not my fault," he said feeling relieved. "You cannot blame me; I have been a good husband to you." Neither can you blame me," she said seemed about to cry. "No, you have been very good to me. You have been a good wife. It's only that a man must have a child. They both waited in a seven harvest of their marriage. But sad to say, even Lumnay prayed much Kabunyan and sacrifices many children in order to appose Kabunyan, it seemed that Kabunyan did not see fit for them to have a child. Awiyao went to the corner where Lumnay sat, paused before her, looked at her bronzed and sturdy face, then turned to where the jars of water stood piled on over the others. Awiyao took a coconut cup and dipped it in the top jar and drank. Lumnay had filled the jars from the mountain creek early at the evening. Awiyao explained that although he is marrying Madulimay, she can never be good as Lumnay did. Madulimay is not strong in planting beans, not as fast in cleaning water jars,not as good leaving a house clean. She looked at him lovingly. She almost seemed to smile. He put the coconut cup aside on the floor and came closer to her. He held her face between between his hands and looked longingly at her beauty. But her eyes looked away. Never again would be hold her face. The next day, she would not be his husband any more. This house is your's, he said. "I have no need for a house," she said slowly. Lumnay decided to go back to her parent's house because her parents are old. They were silent for a time. "Go back to the dance." she said finally. "It's not right for you to be here. They will wonder where are you, and Madulimay will not feel good. "Go back to the dance." But Awiyao insisted that he would feel better if she would come and dance... for the last time. After some moments of silence, a voice was calling out to him from outside. "Awiyao!Awiyao!Awiyao! They are looking for you at the dance." "I'm not in a hurry he said. The Elders will scold you. You had better go." Then, Awiyao don't have any choice but to go back to the wedding. He went to the door. "Awiyao". He stopped all as if suddenly hit by a spear. In pain he turned to her. Her face wan in agony. "Awiyao", she said, and her eyes seemed to smile in the light. "The beads." It paired him to have until he had you from Lumnay's sight.
VII. Its Point of View
Amador Daguio
VIII. Its Theme
Being obedient to the tribe's custom is not always a good act because sometimes it is the reason why there is a broken heart.
IX. Writing the summary with a beginning, the body, and ending
A. Beginning
"Wedding dance is a short story of a man name Awiyao, who in spite of being in love with his wife, Lumnay, feels the need to marry another woman in order to have a son.
B. The Body
In the midst of the ritual wedding ceremony, Awiyao headed to their house where his ex-wife, Lumnay lives. He reached for the upper horizontal by which served as the edge of the headhigh household. Clinging to the log, he lifted himself with one bound that carried him across to the narrow door. After some moments during which he seemed to wait, he talked to the listening darkness and he said, "I'm sorry this had to be done. I am really sorry. But neither of us can help it." She gave no sign that she heard Awiyao, but continue to sit unmoving in the darkness. But Awiyao knew that she heard him and his heart pitted on her. He crawled on all fours to the middle of the noon, he knew exactly where the stove was. He stirred the covered sounding embers, and blew into the stove. The room brightened, Awiyao saw her face partly sullen, "Why don't you go out," he said. One of the men will see you dance well; he will like your dancing, he will marry you. "I don't want any man," she said sharply. "I don't want any other man". He felt relieved that at last she talked. "You know very well that I won't want any other woman either. "It's not my fault," he said feeling relieved. "You cannot blame me; I have been a good husband to you." Neither can you blame me," she said seemed about to cry. "No, you have been very good to me. You have been a good wife. It's only that a man must have a child. They both waited in a seven harvest of their marriage. But sad to say, even Lumnay prayed much Kabunyan and sacrifices many children in order to appose Kabunyan, it seemed that Kabunyan did not see fit for them to have a child. Awiyao went to the corner where Lumnay sat, paused before her, looked at her bronzed and sturdy face, then turned to where the jars of water stood piled on over the others. Awiyao took a coconut cup and dipped it in the top jar and drank. Lumnay had filled the jars from the mountain creek early at the evening. Awiyao explained that although he is marrying Madulimay, she can never be good as Lumnay did. Madulimay is not strong in planting beans, not as fast in cleaning water jars,not as good leaving a house clean. She looked at him lovingly. She almost seemed to smile. He put the coconut cup aside on the floor and came closer to her. He held her face between between his hands and looked longingly at her beauty. But her eyes looked away. Never again would be hold her face. The next day, she would not be his husband any more. This house is your's, he said. "I have no need for a house," she said slowly. Lumnay decided to go back to her parent's house because her parents are old. They were silent for a time. "Go back to the dance." she said finally. "It's not right for you to be here. They will wonder where are you, and Madulimay will not feel good. "Go back to the dance." But Awiyao insisted that he would feel better if she would come and dance... for the last time. After some moments of silence, a voice was calling out to him from outside. "Awiyao!Awiyao!Awiyao! They are looking for you at the dance." "I'm not in a hurry he said. The Elders will scold you. You had better go." Then, Awiyao don't have any choice but to go back to the wedding. He went to the door. "Awiyao". He stopped all as if suddenly hit by a spear. In pain he turned to her. Her face wan in agony. "Awiyao", she said, and her eyes seemed to smile in the light. "The beads." It paired him to have until he had you from Lumnay's sight.
C. The Ending
Being obedient to the tribe's system is not always a good act because sometimes it is the reason why there is a broken heart.
X. Putting all of these together
"Wedding dance is a short story of a man name Awiyao, who in sptite of being in love with his wife, Lumnay, feels the need to marry another woman in order to have a son.
In the midst of the ritual wedding ceremony, Awiyao headed to their house where his ex-wife, Lumnay lives. He reached for the upper horizontal by which served as the edge of the headhigh household. Clinging to the log, he lifted himself with one bound that carried him across to the narrow door. After some moments during which he seemed to wait, he talked to the listening darkness and he said, "I'm sorry this had to be done. I am really sorry. But neither of us can help it." She gave no sign that she heard Awiyao, but continue to sit unmoving in the darkness. But Awiyao knew that she heard him and his heart pitted on her. He crawled on all fours to the middle of the noon, he knew exactly where the stove was. He stirred the covered sounding embers, and blew into the stove. The room brightened, Awiyao saw her face partly sullen, "Why don't you go out," he said. One of the men will see you dance well; he will like your dancing, he will marry you. "I don't want any man," she said sharply. "I don't want any other man". He felt relieved that at last she talked. "You know very well that I won't want any other woman either. "It's not my fault," he said feeling relieved. "You cannot blame me; I have been a good husband to you." Neither can you blame me," she said seemed about to cry. "No, you have been very good to me. You have been a good wife. It's only that a man must have a child. They both waited in a seven harvest of their marriage. But sad to say, even Lumnay prayed much Kabunyan and sacrifices many children in order to appose Kabunyan, it seemed that Kabunyan did not see fit for them to have a child. Awiyao went to the corner where Lumnay sat, paused before her, looked at her bronzed and sturdy face, then turned to where the jars of water stood piled on over the others. Awiyao took a coconut cup and dipped it in the top jar and drank. Lumnay had filled the jars from the mountain creek early at the evening. Awiyao explained that although he is marrying Madulimay, she can never be good as Lumnay did. Madulimay is not strong in planting beans, not as fast in cleaning water jars,not as good leaving a house clean. She looked at him lovingly. She almost seemed to smile. He put the coconut cup aside on the floor and came closer to her. He held her face between between his hands and looked longingly at her beauty. But her eyes looked away. Never again would be hold her face. The next day, she would not be his husband any more. This house is your's, he said. "I have no need for a house," she said slowly. Lumnay decided to go back to her parent's house because her parents are old. They were silent for a time. "Go back to the dance." she said finally. "It's not right for you to be here. They will wonder where are you, and Madulimay will not feel good. "Go back to the dance." But Awiyao insisted that he would feel better if she would come and dance... for the last time. After some moments of silence, a voice was calling out to him from outside. "Awiyao!Awiyao!Awiyao! They are looking for you at the dance." "I'm not in a hurry he said. The Elders will scold you. You had better go." Then, Awiyao don't have any choice but to go back to the wedding. He went to the door. "Awiyao". He stopped all as if suddenly hit by a spear. In pain he turned to her. Her face wan in agony. "Awiyao", she said, and her eyes seemed to smile in the light. "The beads." It paired him to have until he had you from Lumnay's sight.
Being obedient to the tribe's custom is not always a good act because sometimes it is the reason why there is a broken heart.
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