Antonios Story I have a friend who lives in another world. Her name is Francisca.

The world she lives in is full of light. We meet each other on Saturday afternoons. Every Saturday afternoon, my mama takes my hand and we leave the house. We walk past other houses where people are talking, and past one street where there are cars honking. At last, when we hear the noise of children playing and mothers talking to other mothers, I know we are at the park. Every Saturday afternoon, here, in this place of happy voices, I meet Francisca who always shouts in her happy voice, Hello, Antonio! Lets go! Lets go! And so, Francisca runs to Mama and says hello and takes my hand. Her fingers are small but they are strong. She takes my hand and we walk. As we walk, she talks and tells me everything she sees along the way: Now we are walking near the tree I told you about. Lets call it our mango tree. It is taller than you and me and your mama and my papa even if we all stand on each others shoulders. Its leaves are shaped like knives. Here, feel one. You know it is dry because it is brittle and crumbles easily. The trees body or its trunk is big, thick, and rough. Here, touch it! This is the tree that makes wonderful mangoes, all sweet and smooth and golden. I smile and say, I know what a mango tastes like. Francisca laughs and says, The way a mango makes your tongue feel is the way light makes me feel. Sometimes, when Francisca tells me such things, I feel sad because I cannot see. My eyes feel nothing except my tears. When Francisca sees tears sliding down my cheeks, she holds me tight with her strong fingers and says, Dont cry. My eyes are big enough for the two of us. And she leads my fingers to her eyes and says: Look Antonio: Red is the color of the sky when the day and the night meet. Blue is the color of the sea where the cold fishes play. Yellow is the color of the sun that makes your cheeks burn, that dries your tears; the same color as the mango that makes your lips sticky and your tongue happy. Green is the color of the leaves that whisper when the wind blows. And the wind that makes us laugh, that moves our hair, that makes our clothes fly, not even I can see.See? And I laugh to hear funny colors, and soon I forget that I am blind and that she lives in another world. This is my friend Francisca who is more important to me than having my own eyes.

Practice Exercises a. Guided Practice Identify the mood of the person in each situation that I will read to you. 1. Tina saw the thin ragged beggar and gave him/her last peso. 2. Clara groped in the dark. She touched something slimy and hairy. She shrieked and could not move. 3. Ana felt like walking on air and that everybody loved her as she went up the stage to receive her trophy from the judges. 4. Tony was going to the city for the first time. He couldnt sit tight. He pointed at the new things he saw. 5. Aling Pinang looked at her colorful garden. Her plants were all flowering and it was a sight to see. b. Independent Practice Infer the mood of the person who said each sentence. 1. Today is the day Ive been waiting for. (excitement) 2. I hate you so much! (anger ) 3. We won! We won the game! ( happiness ) 4. Your dress is so pretty. (admiration) 5. I cant thank you enough for the help youve given me.

(gratitude)

Formative Test Infer the general mood of the situations that I will read to you. Choose your answer from the words written on the board. 1. It breaks my heart to see you very ill, said Auring to her sick daughter. 2. Mang Pedro raised a wooden stick and shouted at the two boys to get out of his garden. 3. Yolys brother was playing with other children in the park. After a while she could not see him anymore. She tried to look for him everywhere but she could not find him. 4. Lightning flashed followed by a terrible thunder. Sara closed her eyes and covered her ears as she sat on the chair. 5. Ramon had always topped his class since grade one. Now, mother was expecting another gold medal. Awarding day came but Ramon was not called. anger worry sadness fear disappointment