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A Memoir of an Ex CLEANING LADY

by Elle
The Beginning
You'll notice that I've written my title in capital letters. It's about giving my profession a decent recognition it deserve.
But first, let me tell you about myself. I'm one of those Pinays who at 21, left our beloved country to seek for a greener pasture. You know the usual---help my family, save for my future blah,blah,blah. Well, that's half-truth. I really wanted to buy shoes, own as much as Imelda did because growing up with 5 siblings wasn't all that easy in the fashion category.
People might find it obscene to have that kind of goal. I don't mind. There are those who left to get away from something or someone, through a legal or illegal manner,to amass wealth, build their dream house, marry a foreigner but mine is different. I want to be different. And what's more different than surpassing the "Rose of Tacloban"? Therefore following my incessant plea to my aunt who was in Europe at that time, she helped me find an employer. After 3 months, I was ready to fly and conquer Europe.
...to be continued.

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Comments

Aya said…
I admire people who are brave enough to leave the country to find work. Looking forward to reading about the rest of your story!
Thank you for the comment! Followed your blog! :)
Balut said…
I really LOL'ed here:
"help my family, save for my future blah,blah,blah. Well, that's half-truth. I really wanted to buy shoes,"

ha ha ha I'm looking forward for the continuation please post it na :)

and no I haven't found my cat :( I really miss it badly. THANKS for passing by my site again. hope u join nga ;)
Mrs. Kolca said…
Interesting story! I also worked abroad once. And my reason for working abroad was to go on an adventure. Haha.

Thanks for visiting! :)
Unknown said…
nabitin naman ako hahaha! kailangang subaybayan ko ito...
thanks for the visit mayet
anney said…
Bitin namn ako sa kwento mo! hehehe! Sige abangna ko kasunod!

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