I can still vividly remember when I started working here at DepEd-CO and you might curse me on this story of mine. But my decision became my choice. I am still mourning the death of my mother (a retired teacher) and since she is a member of my family and I work at the CO I thought that I was entitled (oh, that entitlement mentality) to ask for some help from employees of DepEd. It would be a great help also. The paperwork has begun and I sent a letter to our welfare unit requesting for alms. Before the letter, of course, my colleagues in the bureau helped me financially and I am so elated. Perhaps greediness was all over me at that time for I was asking for more. Bad me. So the communication letter started to roll from office to offices and room to rooms. After 2 to 3 weeks I made a follow-up at the welfare division I was told that I got nothing. No one helped me. Ouch. I still waited for 1 more week for some help but the...
Your words had me stalled I faded. Time stopped I felt I was trapped. I got lost and felt empty. Alone... full of misery. I'm wasted, 'but kept on walking... and walking still... until death found me.
“Education is the most powerful weapon which you can use to change the world.” ― Nelson Mandela If you guys have what it takes to be a public servant in one of the biggest public organization in the country, then now is your right time to shine.
Apply na guys
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