Estrella By: Estrella D. Alfon – December P. P. She has won the Palanca Awards a number of t. Free Essay: MAGNIFICENCE by Estrella Alfon There was nothing to fear, for the man was always so gentle, so kind. At night when the little girl. A Freudian Psychological Literary Analysis By: Patrick Mercado The story “ Magnificence”, written by Estrella Alfon, portrays a family who has.

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The mother said to the boy, Oscar, finish your lessons. Until their mother called from down the stairs. And Other Stories Volume 2 of Regal series.

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Then go ahead and write, and I will watch you. And Other Stories Estrella D. The mother thus shut his mouth, and with those hard forceful slaps she escorted him right to the other door.

They did not fear him because he was always so gentle and kind. And this observation their mother said to their father, who was eating his evening meal between paragraphs of the book on masonry rites that he was reading. Once in the shadow, she extended her hand, and without any opposition took away the papers that Vicente was holding magnifjcence himself. What are you shouting about?

He promises to give them pencils so that they will look forward in seeing him. Her voice had been like a bell of safety to the little girl.

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They both came forward, the little girl and the little boy, and they both made to kiss him but Vicente slapped the boy smartly on his lean hips, and said, Boys do not kiss boys. From inside the book. Thank him, their mother called. As soon as the boy was gone, the mother turned on Vicente. The little girl looked at her mother, and saw the beloved face transfigured by some sort of glow. The evenings of waiting had made them look forward to this final giving, and when they got the pencils they whooped with joy.


The father grunted again, and did not pay any further attention. Hush, the mother said. She looked around at Vicente, interrupting her careful writing to twist around. It was not always that he came. The girl jumped out of the lap of Vicente innocently because she felt something strange around Vicente.

Go upstairs, she said. Account Options Sign in. To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: The little girl went to her, and the mother knelt down, for she was a tall woman and she said, Turn around.

He made no resistance, offered no defense.

Alfon Snippet view – The story shows how some people, especially today in times of poverty, will really do everything for them to be able to live. Take also the pencils, said the mother to the watching newly bathed, newly changed child.

We people most of the time are like the little girl. Their mother saw them with eyes that held pride, and then to partly gloss over the maternal gloating she exhibited, she said to the man, in answer to his praise, But their homework.

Take them and throw them into the fire. It is a pity, said their mother, People like those, they make friends with people like us, and they feel it is nice to give us gifts, or the children toys and things.

The story reflects most of the people in our society. As soon as the cool air of the free night touched him, he recovered enough to turn away and run, into the shadows that ate him up.

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Vicente used pencils to stimulate the little kids and earn their trust and also used the pencils so that they will be excited to see him again. In the story, Vicente was known by a mother of a little boy and estrslla little girl during the meeting of the neighbourhood association.

When her mother reached her, the woman, held her hand out to the child.

The little boy had tow pencils, one green, one blue. You are commenting using your Facebook account.

[Magnificence] by Estrella Alfon

Her mother presided over the bath the little girl took, scrubbed her, and soaped her, and then wiped her gently all over and changed her into estfella clothes that smelt of the clean fresh smell of clothes that had hung in the light of the sun. She was going to open her mouth but she glanced at the boy and closed it, and with magnificnce look and an inclination of the head, she bade Vicente go up the stairs.

And for the little girl who he said was very bright and deserved more, ho would get the biggest pencil he could find. When they had reached the upper landing, the woman called down to her son, Son, come up and go to your room.