I was 21 years old when I first entered the government service, a young married woman fresh from school. I could not forget being refused to be accepted at the City Treasurer’s Office. There was a vacancy at said office but the City Treasurer wanted to accept a single woman. I had just delivered my first child unfortunately, he only lived for a few hours. He was prematurely delivered. He was only six (6) months inside my womb. My husband worked as an insurance underwriter and a collector. He was assigned in another municipality within the province.
I did not plan to apply for any work. I was contented to stay at home and learn how to become a good homemaker. One (1) day, my father asked me to go with him to the City Hall and there we were met by our Barangay Chairman at that time. I was brought to the Personnel’s Office and I was made to write an application letter and I did. I was asked to report immediately on the following day. I reported at the end of the month. I filled up some papers and then reported for work at the City Council. I was a casual employee at that time.
When I reported to said office, my immediate supervisor asked me about some of my personal circumstances and some of the other employees looked at me in amazement when they knew that I was already married. They asked my age and they discovered that I was the youngest in the office. There were about five (5) single girls in said office and they were all older than me. My partner at the office was a single lady ten (10) years older than me. She was also a casual employee. What we did at that time was sorting index cards. I found that work so boring. I prefer to do some typing. I practiced typing and that was my training ground as a typist. I had been a casual employee for over six (6) months. During this time, I enrolled in the stenography class as I became interested on it being exposed to stenographic works. I did not expect that this would be of help to my employment.
The day that will change my employment came when the long lost boy friend of the supervising stenographer arrived in our place. Their meeting was so emotional. When I arrived at the office on that memorable morning the other single ladies in the office gathered and talked to a man with a traveling bag. Obviously, he looked to have been traveling from a far away place. I just looked at them, they were busy talking. Then the lucky girl arrived. She was amazed and she looked as though she did not believed what she saw. Her prayers was granted. They were away for several years without contact and there his man was in front of her. She cried and the ladies left the couple to themselves and they talked. Thereafter, the lucky girl asked our boss that she will be absent the whole day. She went home with the lucky guy.
When she reported after a few days, she told us about her fate. Her boyfriend proposed to her and the wedding was set. That was considered a wedding of the year for them. Unfortunately, I was not able to attend. I was already on the family way and was always sick. After the wedding she resigned from her job. Then a vacancy was declared. The lowest position which is the junior clerk-stenographer was declared vacant because the others were promoted due to the resignation of the supervising stenographer. There were two of us in line for the vacancy. Our boss asked us. He asked first the other one because she was ahead of me. She gave way and I got the position. I was thankful for that. That was the time that I became a regular employee. I worked there for five (5) continuous years. I did my work as stenographer. That was my training ground for another opportunity.
Because of hard work and perseverance, as well as showing off my skills, I was promoted to supervising stenographer but after a year when I found another opportunity, I transferred to another agency and I have been working in this agency until the present. I enrolled in higher education in order to be qualified to any promotion that may come. My studies resulted to my promotions until I reached the position that I am holding at present.
I share this experience to all my friends and I am proud of it. I learned that we should learn to love our work though it is not what we are dreaming of. I never dreamed of working in this agency. It is not what I wanted. I had no choice at that time, all I wanted was to work in order to earn for myself. I haven’t achieved my goal. I became a breadwinner. It is so far from what I really like. What I can share to those who can read this, is for them to be patient as well as hard work.