Fever coz of envy? or too much surfing?
This week, two of my co-alumni graduated with Masters Degree—one
from Australia and the other one in France. Both international scholarships
awards.
In my heart, I am happy and so proud of them. And another
side of me wishes that I am one of them. I was 27 then, working as a lowly
office worker for a multi-national company, living a very ordinary life.
Somewhat, meaningless and stagnant. I couldn’t see any room for growth, nor
satisfaction with what I do. It was just so routinely. The only satisfaction
and validation I get was that I am able to support my family and help send my
siblings to school. That if I decide to quit my job and really start my teaching
career, it will really be difficult for all of us.
But opportunities had its way of making itself known. At 27,
I was able to start my career in the social development job in the field of education.
I started meeting great leaders, amazing co-workers and big dreamers.
Scholarships were everywhere but one must really have great credentials and I
just didn’t have that. It takes awhile to build an entire portfolio of
achievements. I think mine stopped when I decided to work as a mere front liner
for the corporate sector.
The point of this? I just really wish that I can do something
like what they do. Be able to inspire more people and just help in connecting
people, bridging gaps and making this world a better place. I just want to be
able to leave my mark just like them.
For now, I am yet again with a low-paying job and there are
even times that my credentials as a teacher aren’t trusted, just because I am
not a native English speaker. I am judged by my soil of birth and the color of
my skin and not my abilities. It is a hard battle to be more economically-able
myself and still be able to provide my family and then take the time to think
about ways on how to be able to help people be better communicators.
I would just like to think that I am half-way in my own
endeavor. I may be working with a very small group for now, but I would like to
embody that metaphor my friend gave me—that I am a ripple. That one day, these
little things I do, will someday be helpful to a larger group of people. I will
be able to build a better platform for my bigger-than-me dreams o Second
Language Teaching in Japan. That one day, I would not have to compare my
compensation with that of a English native speaker, I would not have the
feeling of being underprivileged in many aspects of my living and career.
A few years from now, hopefully, the 8 of us will get
together and share amazing stories of success in helping, not just the Philippines,
but all mankind in making this world a better place.
Let me get that sleep I need. I have fever and body pain
since this morning.
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