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1. What is communication to you? The Air.. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion . . . . . poetry, beauty, romance, love these are what we stay alive for. John Keating Dead Poets Society As a PhD student learning and exploring the intricacies of Extension Education and Development Communication, I would like to modify the famous line of Robin Williams in the movie Dead Poets Society. The human race is filled with passion.poetry, beauty, romance, love, and communication- these are what we stay alive for. We stay alive because of communication. Therefore, we live to communicate and we communicate to live. Communication is like the air I breathe as a wife to my husband, as a mother to my 10-month old son, as an expectant mother, as a college instructor with 33 teaching load, and as a part-time graduate student of 9 units. As a wife to my husband, communication is the air I breathe which get into my nerves. Waking up 5:30am for my 7:00am class is not an easy task since the whole night is the only relaxation period I have the whole day after the hectic 7:00am 7:00pm imprisonment in the school. Yes, the school is just a five-minute drive away from home, but then 7-7 is over! Then, I have to wait for my husband who has 7:30am to 9:00pm class from Monday to Saturday in four different schools as part-time instructor. I have to wait for him because he cooks for us if my sisterin-law has not prepared dinner. (By the way, we dont have a helper at home, my sister-in-law takes good care of our baby) Then, after dinner, I have to wash the dishes, collect the feeding bottles of my son and clean it. Then, before sleeping, I have to massage the feet of my husband who happened to be very tired from hopping to one school to another. If without communication, I dont think well survive this busy and very tiring schedule we have. It is only through communication that we say and transmit the message of Honey, I love you. I still

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have time for you despite this hectic schedule. I value your presence though we just see each other at the end of the day. Most of the time, we communicate non-verbally. The haptics of massage at night, the kiss before we part our ways in the morning, and the chronemics of waiting each other in the morning so that we walk together going to the street with intimate proxemics- this is the air I take to sustain my life my husband. As a mother of a 10-month old baby, communication is the air we breathe together. Arriving at 7:00 pm, my son is still awake, waiting for me, smilingly and delightfully waiting for me. I love seeing him with that awesome smile, enough to fade away the pain and hardship of having this hectic schedule. With full of vigor, my son still wants to play with me before going to bed at 8:00pm. He cruises the bed from one headboard to another. He laughs, yells, smiles at me until he loses his energy and sleeps in my arms with my lullaby. I used to keep my head face-to-face adjacent to his head so that the air coming from my nose as I breathe is directed to his face. Thats what makes him sleep tight. Through his smile and wanting to sleep in my arms, I am assured that my son misses me though I am absent the whole day, and that he is attached to me though we have only Saturday to be with each other the whole day. As an expectant mother, communication is like the air I breathe that goes through my placenta to the heart of my baby in the womb. In everything I do, I always consider my pregnant condition. I have to be very careful because I have already a history of miscarriage for my supposed to be first baby. That miscarriage led me to communicate with saints especially the patron of mothers St. Gerald Majella. My husband even spearheaded his novena before we sleep that time. And now, Im doing it again. I remember the first week I learned that Im pregnant; I prayed the novena in the bus going to UPLB. As a college instructor, communication is the air I breathe to render 46 hours a week for having a 24 regular load and an overload of 12 units plus the fact that I have one and a half day off for my graduate study. This day off is paid every Sunday from 7:00am to 5:00pm with just an hour 12:00-1:00 lunch break. This is the day I am supposed to be with my growing family but then I have to go to school. Without communication, I dont know and I cant imagine how would my life be as a teacher dealing with 342 students in class without communication. As a part-time graduate student of nine enrolled units, this is where I breathe the air most. This is the most tiring job of all because I have to go to UPLB twice a week. This is the most challenging part of my life because I have to read, read, read, and read! But the problem
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is that I cant read a lot because I used to be sleepy every time I read. So, how could I submit requirements if I dont read? Thats my biggest problem. I have done much of intrapersonal communication convincing my eyes not to close but they are just obeying what my mind tells them to do! I have even talked to my baby in my womb to help me read and understand the material but still sleepy after two pages. I really have to accept the fact that my eyes are aging, and I am really pregnant on my first trimester. Truly, I, as part of this humanity, live for a purpose to love and to communicate.

2. Who do you think is an excellent communicator and why? He is He is articulate even when not prepared. He can make stories seem real even when not, in front of his audience. He explains well the topic even in the first reading of the lines. He let the audience think. He is composed even almost stumbled. He maintains a projection like that of a coconut tree, standing still despite the storm. He seems to be perfectly good every time in front of his audience, to the point that they even not know where he came from that day, from LCC, FAITH, LACO, or STI. He is confident despite physical stress. Though not feeling fine, he still opens the stage for discussion. He starts on time and ends on time. He wont let you know what he is really undergoing that time because he does not show any mark of stress. He is flexible. He can easily adjust to different kinds of people. He knows how to mingle with all sorts of folks. He knows how to
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bargain with Chinese vendors in the jewelry shops along Binondo. He also befriends the garbage collector who was arrogant during the first encounter. He means what he says. It will surely take long but one thing for sure, theres a prize in waiting, and sometimes full of surprises. He is well groomed. His BVLGARI scent sends the potion that makes one turn his or head towards him. His choice of wardrobe is cosmopolitan. His hair is delicately combed and gelled. His smooth skin is like of a babys skin. He is completely packaged to express and mesmerize his audience. He is a performer in his class. He sings as if he were a superstar. He dances better than Liza Macuja-Elizalde. He acts better than Zeus. He is an animator in class. He is fascinating. He remains mysterious though he explains a lot in his class. He is still interesting day, after day, after day. He is listening. He seems to be not, but actually he listens and understands others adversity. He knows when to listen and when to articulate. He has rich sense of humor but not senseless. At home or in school, he is my medicine. He is the only one who can draw smiles on my face. No matter how I feel, when he throws his punch lines, I really have to smile and laugh, same thing with his audience, whether in school or outside. And one thing for sure, they have happy faces, they enjoy the joke. He has knowledge bank 24/7. For seven years in the field, no wonder, he has acquired the knowledge and wisdom a great college instructor should have. He has acquired the confidence and trust of academic institutions that by just looking at his credential, no more interviews, no more demonstration, start at once. Thats why he has kept four schools in his schedule for many years now.

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He has temperament that bursts very seldom. He holds the control of his anger. He knows when to hold it and release it. He never bursts in front of his class. He keeps his emotions at hold. He knows perfectly where and when to release it. He is.. Philip V. Mojares, my husband, my love, my life. 3. What is theory to you right now and why do you think they are important in our study of communication? Who is Theory? Who is theory? When and where did we meet? Is he important in my life? Will my life be understood better with theory? How important is he in my graduate study? If I remember, the first time I met him was when I was in grade school, maybe in my science or GMRC class. Our first encounter was with the topic How the World Began. So, I was able to shake hand with him. He oriented me about the Theory of Creation which cited the book of Genesis in the Bible. He briefed me with Charles Darwins Theory of Evolution which explains that human race evolved from the apes. He even discussed the Big Bang Theory which states that the world was created from an explosion somewhere else in the outer space. Then, I met him again in science class, particularly in biology, chemistry and physics. I appreciated him in my biology class but never in chemistry and physics because I could not absorbed the mathematical formula so it was burden for me. I ate the formula without chewing. So, it was not absorbed by my system. Then, I met him again in my mathematics class, explaining on this thing, with this thing, and so on, telling about these never heard names but never in my life. Who is Theory? He was still a stranger to me because I never met him at home. I was not able to make use of him in my daily
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household chores. I never mentioned him in my daily conversation at home, only during review for my examinations. He never appeared in my dreams. He never told me that this is the right thing to do, the right time to do something else, the right place to make things out. He was not even mentioned by my parents during mealtime or family bonding. The only thing I knew about him was that he is an organized set of concepts or explanations. So I went on my life, in high school, he was mentioned even in my Filipino class. In college, the more I encountered him especially in my math subjects. As usual, I never appreciated him because for me he was a burden, a very complicated one, difficult to understand, made my life miserable for a while. Then, again, in college we came across each other especially in my undergraduate thesis, wherein I had to present theoretical and conceptual framework. Hay! I dont want to remember those days. Truly, up to that time, I never appreciated his presence. Now, with my post graduate study, I was enlightened. I was delighted. Why? We meet again! This time, I appreciate him so much not just because of his significance in the field of study, but because he widens my horizon about life. Now, he is not just an organized set of concepts, or explanations of human experience but he is about life, like literature.

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