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 one over the other.
Awiyao, it is hard! She had met him one day as she was on her way to fill her clay jars with water. They both drank of the water then rested on the other bank before they made the final climb to the other side of the mountain.
I love you and have nothing to give. Suddenly she found courage. Doing so will bring relief to the both sides, and there are lesser chances of conflict between the two parties. Make it your own, live in it as long as you wish. Her whole warm naked naked breast quivered against his own; she clung now to his neck, and her hand lay upon his right shoulder; her hair flowed down in cascades of gleaming darkness.
Was not their love as strong as the river? Did she not have the most lightness and grace? But Awiyao knew that she heard him and his heart pitied her. But, Awiyao, I am useless. Go for the Igorot beads ; Gutenberg. She would go to the chief of the village, to the elders, to tell them it was not right.
There was a flaming glow over the whole place; a great bonfire was burning. It could dance; it could work fast in the fields; it could climb the mountains fast.
There was a sudden rush of fire in her. She would go to the dance. The man have mocked me behind my back. The woman who had moved with a start when the sliding door opened had been hearing the gangsas for she did not know how long.
It presented the situation of lovers who where they must let go of extreme emotions to give way for the man to marry another woman.
They are looking for you at the dance! It also depicts that Awiyao is not a good husband unto her wife. She could hear the far-off clamor of the gongs, still rich in their sonorousness, echoing from mountain to mountain.
He let go of her face, and she bent to the floor again and looked at her fingers as they tugged softly at the split bamboo floor. She seemed about to cry. Seven harvests is just too long to wait. She tugged at the rattan flooring.
I came to tell you that Madulimay, although I am marrying her, can never become as good as you are. She could hear the far-off clamor of the gongs, still rich in their sonorousness, echoing from mountain to mountain.Short Story: Wedding Dance by Amador Daguio. Date June 10, Posted by bill bilig.
I also found the ending of “The Wedding Dance” confusing when I was in college but obviously he let it end that way because at the time he wrote it, the practice of separation was still widespread in some places; the teachings of the Church have not. Wedding Dance. By Amador Daguio. Awiyao reached for the upper horizontal log which served as the edge of the headhigh threshold.
Clinging to the log, he lifted himself with one bound that carried him across to the narrow door. The Wedding Dance. Amador T. Daguio SUMMARY Awiyao and Lumnay is a long married couple from the Mountain Although we are all Filipinos. and "love does not conquer all" Reflection The story was written as it was by the author.
within one of the mountain tribes. Documents Similar To The Wedding Dance Summary and Analysis. Short Story 5/5(5). Nov 04, · Good day to all of you! This is my reaction paper about a short story made by Amador T. Daguio. It is entitled The Wedding Dance. We were asked by oue teacher to give a theme for the short story and make our stand about it.
Hope you like it! REACTION PAPER Wedding Dance By: Amador. Reflection About Wedding Dance By Amador Daguio. others intheir community.
It is not a case of not loving Lumnay, which he does, but of his perceived necessity of a son to beconsidered a man. Feb 13, · Reflection: Wedding Dance A reflective reaction on an highlighted phrase on a story authored by Amador Daguio. Summary for the story “Clay” by Juan GatbontonAuthor: The Pitzviews.Download