Too often now, I find myself sighing in facing small things that I can call as “problems” Simply when I walk to places, or just to come early to campus, or being quite busy to skip my lunch time. Simple things! It won’t even makes me ill, let alone dying!
Who am I to judge about “problems” anyway?
What about the guy who have been living a prosper life for 10 years then had to lose the job and the life he had due to 1998 crisis? He worked in an automotive company - a notable one, I may say and I bet you’d know the name of the company - and now, he worked as a man in a construction prroject, he’s 60 and is in charge of wire mesh, working all day long to get 60.000/day, no matter how hot the sun shines, how heavy the rain falls, how tired he feels.
And how about the other construction workers, who worked from 8 to 6? Seeing them risking their lives on the edge of the structural works, but still able to laugh about their routines, to do physical works that can make the person watching them feels tired too?
"We don’t value the 8 to 6 work" one day they told me
"We always want the overtime payment, usually until 10 pm but mostly until 2 or 3 in the morning"
I was in an awe, and they said “Well, if we don’t do so, what can we send to our families at home?”
And if I ask myself, studying is the only thing that I can give my family at home, and to do so won’t even make myself stay up too late (a few times when doing tasks, yes, but it’s not like a 6 whole months in a year anyway). Even if I did stay up late, more often I only browse internet or even blogging unimportant thoughts of mine!
So please, please, please dear God. Please remind me of all the great things that you have given me, all the opportunities and the chances that are so soooo many and do prevent me from complaining!
PS: I got the chance to chat with the construction workers for my undergraduate thesis and yes, I complained quite much for only showing up everyday. How fancy, yes -_-
Francois Duc de la Rochefoucauld
Go home soon, please!!