Me and my cousin worked for a domiciliary care home about 30 minutes away from where my aunt lives. Everyone kept encouraging us that once we get into the routine, it'll be easy peasy.
In terms of enduring all types of stress and even managing to do part-time odd jobs like babysitting, house cleaning and even selling food in their offices, you bet we can turn night into day or day into night (depending on what work shift you're on). My aunt and her colleagues (all Pinoys) always tell us about how "proud" they are of how we work. She obviously has met a lot of carers and students who are like us. But when the instructor learned that we were Filipinos, she beamed at us and smiled. We had to write under "Others, please specify" instead. I can still remember filling out their student forms and I frowned at the options as there was no "Filipino/Pilipino" or even my home country on the list. My cousin and I have both enrolled in a college that offered a course in health & social care. Hopefully it wouldn't bore you or make you fall asleep but enlighten you about us folks.Ī couple of years ago, I had the privilege of studying and working (part-time) in a foreign land. Why? Let me tell you a few reasons in the form of stories. I guess the best way of putting it is "I am BLESSED to be a Filipino". I find that it sounds arrogant and boastful. I don't want to use the cliche term "proud to be.". I have waited for this month to write a blog about my nationality/race.
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