Wednesday, August 18, 2010

this job is a very taxing one as it is, i've only been in this for almost a year but i've seen 2 or 3 people leave halfway without even starting their studies. the children are amazing, but it is so exhausting when they don't listen and they start their nonsense.

but i've stayed here, partly because i'm bonded so i don't have a choice, but mostly because i know that these kids have become 80% of my life so if i leave them i'll die.

then here comes someone who pretends to know it all, who does not even know my kids by name and want to pretend that she knows HOW to deal w them when they wail. don't judge us when you spend 3/4 of your time in the office and only come out for 5 minutes at a time, and tell us we don't even talk to our children.

i've been reprimanded for spoiling my children too much, for showing them too much affection and wasting too much time comforting them when they're afraid to bathe, and here you are telling me I DON'T INTERACT W MY CHILDREN?

i don't mean to sound cheesy or anything, but these kiddos are a part of me now. when one of them withdraws, i feel the hurt as well. when one of them falls down, i feel like the lousiest person in the world. when my little shyanne cries in the middle of her sleep telling me she wants her daddy, how do you think i feel?

YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT US OR ABOUT OUR CHILDREN, SO I WOULD APPRECIATE IT IF YOU STOP SLAMMING YOUR STUFF ONTO THE TABLE WHEN MY COLLEAGUES ARE TALKING AND TRYING TO EXPRESS THEMSELVES.
thanks.

Zale Ang, i love you. please be a good little boy, thank you for the tremendous amount of joy you have brought to us, baby. (: take care!
can't believe i forgot to hug him :(

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