How Bad I Can Be?

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 there was no response.

Current time:

I've been receiving emails and getting envelopes from other offices asking for help especially during the pandemic and until this time.  The motto, "It is better to give than to receive." is no longer relevant to me now.  They should help me first back then.  That is my story and now my choice.  

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Story #2

On one of my vacations (college days) in Mindoro, dumiretso ako sa maliit na tindahan namin sa Barcenaga (my hometown) para makatulong sa Nanay ko.  Ang setting, may maliit kaming tindahan then iyong kalahati naman ay bakery.  Oo may pugon kami (gawaan ng tinapay) pero hindi naman functional kaya umaangkat kami ng mga tinapay sa isa ring malayong kamag-anak sa Dose (KM 12).  To cut the story short, our family has had a bakery but does not bake our own bread.  

Isang araw (hapon na nga e) naubos iyong inangkat na tinapay namin sa Dose and there was a need to buy more bread for stock purposes for the next day and reserba na rin sa current day (surtidos, atbp) basta iyong matitigas na tinapay na isinasawsaw sa kape.  My sister, Ate Margie, rushed to KM 12 to buy goods.

After 30 minutes, I received a message from Ate Margie that she was near the crossing na.  So I immediately went to the designated waiting area to wait for her.  There she was carrying slices of bread in boxes.  After unloading from the PUJ, I carried a box (one by one) from the crossing to our store.  On my 3rd attempt to carry the rest of the boxes,  Nakita ko na umaatras iyong PUJ papunta doon sa boxes namin at napasigaw ako kasi maaatrasan na talaga iyong mga tinapay.  I can vividly remember that I said these words to the driver, "Dapat nag-aaral ka muna mag-drive para hindi ka nakaka-disgrasya."  My sister kept on pulling my hands to stop me from further bickering.  

After 5 minutes, I was able to collect all the goods and successfully placed them in our store.  Ate Margie told me that I should have not done what I did.  Transportation was very difficult at that time and that driver was the only one who helped her!

I felt devastated.  Sorry talaga.