At the end of the lesson, you are expected to:
EN7LT-III-a-5.1: Identify the distinguishing features
of literature during the Period of Emergence
EN7LT-III-a-5: Discover literature as a tool to assert
one’s unique identity and to better understand
The boys came to know him
very well. Their friendship with this
lonely man began one day when the
boys could not agree on the answer
to a question in their day's lesson in
The boys stopped short in their
coming fight. Everybody knew everybody
else in Dapitan. So the boys knew that
this was the man who had just arrived in
town. They saw someone with an
attractive, kindly face. His eyes could
command when he wanted to. The
strong line of his jaw reminded the boys
As they stared at him, he went on to
say, “If you want to find out who is
right, open your books, read the
answer very well, and see which of you
gave the one exactly like it. One of you
may win with his fists, but that would
not prove that his answer is correct.”
His voice died away as he
looked toward the sea. The boys
walked away in silence. At a
distance they stopped and opened
their catechisms. The man on the
porch smiled to himself.
After that day whenever the
boys passed by the spot, they would
eagerly look for him. Usually he was
either reading or writing. When he
saw them he would wave to them.
One day Lope took a bunch of
ripe mangosteens along with him. He
pulled the other two with him and he
shyly offered the fruit. The man's
quick bright smile completely won
their hearts. Soon they were all
conversing with him as though he
were their favorite uncle.
“Boys”, he asked them, “would you
like to learn other language besides
Spanish? I'll teach you another if
you can stay with me half an hour
every day about this time.”
“What language, sir?” asked
Felix. “Have your choice - French,
English, and German.”
The boys looked at him closely.
At first they thought he was joking,
but his unsmiling face told them he
“Let us study English,”
After a week they knew the
English names of many objects in
their homes and in the town. They
could manage short answers to
questions, greetings, and simple
During the days that followed,
Lope, who had been the most
interested and active, appeared to
be very absent-minded.
“What is the matter, Lope?” ask
their teacher. Lope tried hard to speak
in a steady voice, but he could not stop
the quiver of his lips. “It is my mother,
sir. My mother cannot see these days.
She is almost blind. The doctor says she
has to go to Manila to be operated on.
But my father cannot take her to
Manila. We are very poor, sir.”
“Let us go to your mother,
Lope. Perhaps I can help her.” He
went inside the house and came
out with a black bag. Lope had no
chance to refuse. The man was fully
prepared to go home with him.
Lope's mother was sitting on a
bamboo chair in the shady portion
of the yard. Lope ran to her and
rubbed his face against her left arm.
She smiled gently, but the light did
not reach her eyes.
His friend was now looking
into his mother's eyes. Lope felt
better just to see him examining his
mother's eyes. When Lope's father
arrived, there was a hurried
consultation between the two men.
Lope heard his friend say to
his father, “It is not serious, really.
It will require only a simple
operation if you you will let me do
it for you.”
From the look on his father's
face, Lope knew that he had also
immediately trusted this man. His
mother was taken into the house.
Lope waited outside. How long the
hours seemed! Would they never finish?
At last his father and friend came out.
They smiled when they saw Lope's
anxious face. “Don't worry too much
Lope,” said his friend. “Next week your
mother will be able to thread her
needle even at night.”
“Sir,” said Lope's father, ‘in all
this excitement my young son has
forgotten to tell me the name of
the person we shall always be
thankful and grateful to. May we
know your name?”
The man smiled briefly.
“Well, if you want to remember
my name - it is JOSE RIZAL,” he