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|The alarm clock (standard:non fiction, 538 words)|
|Author: jopoguerrero||Added: Oct 16 2009||Views/Reads: 2220/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
I recently bought an alarm clock. But it is a bit different from the alarm clocks we usually see at the local department stores or at the nooks of illegal peddlers. It is a talking alarm clock. Besides the time you set for alarm, it automatically and loudly announces the time hourly. Also, every time you push its “talk button”, it gladly squawks the time – thus, even with your eyes closed deep in the night, you can be aware of the time by just a simple touch on the alarm clock. Truly remarkable – or am I just a dimbulb on latest models? According to the net, voice-interactive alarm clocks are now available in the market – they don't only talk, they listen as well. When you bellow back at their screeching alarm, they stop and listen to your command – then they set and reset themselves at your order, in your preferred language. These alarm clocks are even accessorized with voice memory, audio system for iPhone and iPod, MP3 players, multiple sound effects, sonic boom, night vision, dawn and sunrise simulators and other pluses that the Veridian Dynamics could conceive. Okay, okay, my new alarm clock is not only not-so-new but next to jurassic. Well, archaic or not, it helps me a lot with my schedule. It is developing my values by enhancing my sense of responsibility – less procrastination, more realization; less musing, more finishing. It gets me to my feet maniacally even in hours that allow more breathing space. When I shout at it, “What the hell?” – it seemingly shouts back, “Oh Yeah? If you don't act, hell is coming!.” Thus, at my alarm clock's bidding, I get up, firm up, then work, work and work. Well, it is helping me survive the many hells of my work despite its eternal pressures and pains. This acquisition of mine reminds me of the onslaught made by Typhoon Pepeng last week in Central and Northern Luzon, Philippines: towns and cities under water; homes and livelihoods badly damaged; public utilities and services terribly disabled; and hundreds of lives lost in floods and landslides. If only there is an alarm clock that shrieks-off warning before a calamity arrives, maybe people will become more alert and more prepared against disasters. Or at least, its effects could be restrained or controlled to its minimum. But wait! Yes, obviously there is such an alarm clock for nature's wrath. Actually, not only one but numerous alarm clocks – experiences, past and present. Some of these alarm clocks appeared as the Great Flood in 1972 in Pampanga, the 1991 Flash Floods in Ormoc City, 1998 Floods in Pasig, Pateros, Marikina and Taguig, Typhoon Reming in 2006 and Typhoon Frank in 2008. Nature's alarm clocks have been crazily ringing since time immemorial. They have even accessorized themselves with diseases, poverty and shocking piles of dead bodies. But we still fail to get up. We still chose to snuggle in the sweet bed of passivity and abuse of our environment. Thus, we missed many “scheduled remedies and survival.” So sad, yet so true. Ooppppps, I have to cut short this depressing chat of ours, because my alarm clock is shouting something of utmost importance to all of us – time to pray! Tweet
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