June 13, 2008

Years later (Cont.)

Continuation...

I learned things that I doubt I'd learn back home - cooking, baking, cleaning the house, washing the dishes, doing the laundry, ironing clothes, paying the bills, taking public transportation (I drove my own car back home), etc. - simply doing things on your own without household help to do them for me. Do I miss having household help? Before, but not anymore. Now I'd rather do them myself, thank you very much.

Mind you, I look back on my life back home with fondness. It's not as if our parents did us an injustice because we have household help. They provided us with the best they can give us. Who can complain? Not me definitely. But still, I wouldn't have learned some skills and traits had I not left. Living and working here provided lessons in humility and patience at times. I've had former bosses telling me, "you have to work overtime because we pay for your rent." Point taken, but not taken lightly. Did I work overtime then? Of course not, but still.

I've had another boss who kept asking me to buy her tea from the cafeteria with "a very teeny tiny drop of milk". First time it happened, I put more than she asked, thinking she'll give up and ask others in the office. How wrong I was! It became a battle of wills. She didn't stop asking me for tea until I got it correctly. It was one of many silly things she wanted me to do, even blamed and scolded me for. She wanted to break my strong will. So I quit. And she knew it was her fault. As I told anyone who'd listen, I wouldn't treat a maid the way she treated me. Our household help are treated way better than I was getting treated. And I went to the US for that?

Despite all the little snags, hags, bitches, glitches and hitches along the way, it's been very educational and enlightening. Moving to a different country is not for everybody, but it's surely worth trying. Everyone ends up having different experiences - good, bad, weird, funny, etc. - but that's part of the process.

If I can go back in time, would I do the same thing again? Yes, I'd still move here. What I've learned are worthwhile lessons, after all. But I'll definitely leave bad and unhealthy work conditions way earlier than I did. Oh, and benefit of the doubt is a benefit not to be given to everyone. Some are just not worth it.

3 comments:

Pie said...

hi sis! it does take a little ounce of maturity and so much experience for us to have a better appreciation of everything we went through --- life isnt perfect, no one said it is, but we were never taught to be overly prepared for it. but at the end of the day, we do have a lot of things to be thankful for diba? your entry is a very insightful one. i've been meaning to write a similar one, i just dont know how to start it without having to sound so melodramatic (as if my entries arent ma-drama as they are already. hahahaha!) akala ko rin pati, you went to the states for euge, which i found soooo romantic btw. hahaha :) (you know how OA i am when it comes to romance.) :) hugs!

Cez said...

Too funny! No way was my mom going to allow me to go where he was and LIVE there! Even if she approves of him. Of course, when I got to the US, he found a way to move where I was. So there's the romantic part!

Meikah said...

Ces, as my US-based friends would say, "it's the life they chose (to be in the US), so they're happy with it."

I'm happy that you're doing OK there now. Do visit us one of these days.

Take care always you both!