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  1. Oct 29, 2021 · Dr. Jose Rizal learned a lot from the story of the moth and the lamp. One of the most important lessons he learned was about obedience. In the story, the moth is burned by the flames of the lamp. This was due to the moth disobeying his mother’s warning not to get near the flame.

  2. Mar 26, 2021 · Lolay chose the story about a daughter moth who was warned by her mother against going too near a lamp flame. Though the young moth promised to comply, she later succumbed to the pull of the light’s mysterious charm, believing that nothing bad would happen if she would approach it with caution.

  3. The Moth and Rizal. Rizal’s Mother, Teodora Alonzo, was the first teacher of Rizal who taught him to read and write. Most times, when Rizal got tired reading, Teodora Alonzo was the one reads a story to Rizal while Rizal is listening. They use a lamp most of the time to provide light while reading.

  4. Dec 16, 2011 · On The Story of the Moth. By J.R. Lim December 16, 2011. One night, all the family, except my mother and myself, went to bed early. Why, I do not know, but we two remained sitting alone. The candles had already been put out. They had been blown out in their globes by means of a curved tube of tin.

  5. Jun 30, 2024 · The Moth And The Lamp. Short Film. like comment share. Summary. Rizal's mother told him that if the son moth only listened to what his Mother said, then he wouldn't be killed by that fire. It was Jose Rizal's Mother who told him about the story of the moth.

  6. Nov 19, 2022 · Rizal's First Reading Lesson: The Story of the Moth Behind the Scenes. There was a time when Rizal had not seen any other river than the one near his town. It was as clear as crystal, and joyous, too, as it ran on its course. But it was shaded by bamboos whose boughs bent to every breeze as if always complaining.

  7. Jun 2, 2022 · The light seemed to be more beautiful, dazzling, attractive. I [understood] why moths fluttered around lights. Advice and warnings resounded feebly in my ears. What preoccupied me most was the death of the imprudent, but at the bottom of my heart, I didn’t blame it.