Unknown Entities
When I was in grade school, I experienced paranormal activities like white lady showing up. I do believe in this kind of entity so I did not try to go through our school at night.
Many people in our area have such beliefs that I have never experienced before. Some say they are showing kapre, tikbalang, white lady, and ghost. Since I was young then I easily believed.
Before six o'clock in the evening, I go home to our house. So I tell my mother to order if there is more to buy at the store. Because I don't want to go out in the dark. I was scared to see what they said were bad spirits and souls.
One time there was a sudden power interruption in our place. During those times we did not have an emergency light or even a flashlight. We also had no candles and our lamp had no kerosene. Since we had no light to use I was forced to go to the store to buy kerosene or a candle. My mother can't go out of the house to buy because she is taking care of my youngest sister's baby. Around 8:00 pm the night I go to the store. When I just left the house, it was very dark and because there was no electricity, I could not see any light on the road. I prefer to just look straight ahead and not look around. When I got to the store some distance from our house I quickly knocked to buy. When I went home I did the same. Suddenly the wind blew and someone hissed near me. In my fear, I ran until I reached our house.
I sweat a lot when I come to our house. I told my mother what had happened. Maybe my mother felt that I was so scared so she encouraged me to think that what I heard was just like that. I just told my mother that I didn't want to leave the house at that time again. Mom just laughed because what I told her seemed like a threat.
I was able to leave the house even at night and in the dark as long as I had someone with me.
I was in fourth grade when we had graduation day at our school. At that time, even grade 4s were graduating. So we had to celebrate and prepare even just a few dishes. Mostly because in our area the graduation is held at night. I have a classmate who invited me after graduation. I took him with me to have dinner and join us at the party my parents made.
I told my classmate that he would be home tomorrow and it was already night. He said his parents allowed him to come with us but he also had to go home. I told my father that we would take my classmate to their house. My father didn't want to just say that he would just sleep at our house and bring him home tomorrow.
My classmate wanted to go home during those hours. Since I invited him to come with us, it was my responsibility to bring him home to them. So I did nothing but accompany him home. I ran away with him and did not say goodbye to my parents. We have a bike so I also ran away with our bike.
My classmate's house is far away. We will pass through the school. I rode him on our bike and I drove. Because I have someone with me so I am not afraid of dark places. Until I took him home and he and his parents thanked me. I stayed with them for a few more minutes so that his parents could talk while we ate the prepared food with my classmate. Like my father, his parents didn't want to let me go home and I just spent the night with them. I just said I was going home because my dad was waiting for me. I have a bike to go home. So they agreed.
I'm on my way home to ride our bike. I suddenly remembered what I experienced when I bought kerosene at the store. I just ignored it and thought what my mother told me was just a fantasy. I just pedaled our bike straight even though I knew I was right in front of our school which was very dark. I don’t know why I was distracted at school. I have not seen anything that they say is malignant and soulful. Even the white lady who often shows up in that place, I didn't see anything. At that time it was past eleven o'clock.
I came home to our house feeling safe and fearless. My parents also did not realize that I left and I took my classmate home. I was just told not to repeat without letting them know. But I also received praise because at that age I was able to go home alone at such a time and in such a dark place.
From then on, even when I had no one to go out with at night, I was no longer afraid.
It crossed my mind that as long as I could not see I would not believe it.
"To see is to believe"
•Do you believe in evil spirits and ghosts?
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My High School Life
I have a male cousin and we are of the same age. Ever since I was a child, he has always been with me. We play together, go to church, and even go to school together. Sometimes we quarrel but soon enough we will be okay.
We all know that ups and downs are always present in a relationship. They say that the relationship will not be strong if there are no arguments.
We both became sacristans from grade 4 to grade 6. We just stopped serving in the church because we were going to high school. Not for those who can no longer serve in the church. At that age, we need to start a youth club. But it's still in the church. In our area, it is customary that the sacristans are 12 years old and below. So we encouraged more children in our area to take our place.
When we were still in grade school, we often participated in some extracurricular activities. We were often together in dancing activities, and even drama acting. Only in projects do we often not be together because some are a group project. Since we are consecutive in the lineup of names, the selection will alternate with groupings. So we will be a different group on projects.
My cousin always gets an award every year we finish school. My cousin is smart. I, on the other hand, am neither smart nor stupid. I'm just in the middle. But I also get an award. Most talkative or most-quito (joke) . I also got an award but only for the most part.
When we entered high school, my cousin and I were still classmates. Because my cousin got the honor so he is more popular than me. We are still active in the programs and that's the only place I have the opportunity to level him. Because the program is trendy in high school and every section needs to participate in every activity. We formed a dance group and then I also started to be known as good at dancing.
When we were in our 2nd year, we were separated by a section. I was the only one in the dance groups moved. My cousin tries to pull me to their section. But the teacher did not let me want him to be his adviser. My adviser explained why I was the one he chose to take from my cousin’s section.
Even if we have a different section, I still participate in them. That just stopped when our adviser talked to me. He wants me to form another dance group in his section. And that's what I did. What happened was that my previous group became my competitor whenever there was a program going on.
The next school year I was included again in the section of my former groups. So what happened was that I left the group I formed in my previous section. I talked to my cousin about it and he gave me advice. All we did was talk to them that we would just do a group. When there is a program, we will not represent the section but only our group.
When that happened, my cousin and I became even stronger. But I still can't surpass his intelligence. I focused more on dancing activities while my cousin was doing both. Studying and dancing. I am always out to go with my group for rehearsals. I can't persuade him because his parents don't want him to spend the night outside. His parents were strict. I just respect his decision.
That was good for him because he maintained being an honor student until we graduated from high school. And I only got a pure "Loyalty Award" goes to me. Ha ha ha
Until now my cousin is still studying while working. My cousin achieved something and I was happy for him. He wants to be successful someday.
That’s all for now. Thank you for reading. Until my next post.
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Reading Was Once My Hobby
A pocketbook is a small type of book with stories such as romance, horror, comedy, or fantasy. Usually a single pocketbook consists of one story only that ends there. Some stories are long enough that doesn’t end with just one small book. It was like a series of stories just like with television series.
When I was a child, I always saw my sisters and cousins reading a small book. I didn't pay attention because I also had my hobby and I was still in grade school. Sometimes they let me borrow the pocketbooks for them, they were older than me so I have to obey.
Sometimes I tried to scan those small books because I’m a bit curious to find out but then when I saw that it was written in English I lost my interest because I don’t understand many English words.
When I went to high school, I saw my other female classmates also reading a pocketbook in our vacant class. I tried to talk to them and asked what was in that book and they were very busy reading but they ignored me and kept reading.
One day during a high school vacation, I was kind of bored and thought of just cleaning the house. I found 20 pieces of booklet. One booklet has a name written on the cover “Helen Mariz”. It turns out that she wrote the stories in the book.
I opened the book because its title is in Filipino. I tried to read a page. I'm going to like the story a bit because it was written in our language. The first page I read was about a kid who was just as fond of the game as I used to be. Until I realized that I was already reading a few pages long in that book. I forgot that I was cleaning our house. I finished the housework first so that I could continue reading the book.
Ever since I started reading pocketbooks it seems like I love it. There was no book I started that I didn’t finish in a day. If I have to do something like eat, wash the dishes, clean up and if my mother has something to do.
When I have free time, I read a pocketbook. I often read horrors if there are any. I like to read love stories because maybe I was a teenager then so I like such stories. My cousins noticed that I read a pocketbook more often. They often lend me what they have finished reading. And sometimes we even read a pocketbook together. So when our aunts and uncles passed by, they teased us and asked "You guys are reviewing again, when is the exam?" We ignored it because we were busy reading the pocketbook. We even shared a snack of what was like bonding with our cousins.
We didn't have a cell phone back then, so reading was our hobby. When my cousins are busy, I go under the trees to read. Until I get a job in Manila, I carry pocketbooks with me. I read when I can't sleep after work, during my rest day after I wash my dirty clothes. Even on public buses, I read when I go home to our province.
I just stopped reading the pocketbook when I got married and had a child. Since I had cell phones, I could not read such books again.
We have a saying that when you love to read pocketbooks it will be a long time before you get married. But that was not proven yet because at the age of 21 I got married right away.
Thanks for reading my simple article about my experience reading pocketbooks. I hope you enjoyed it. If you like reading pocketbooks too let me know in the comment.
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Life Is Hard But I Keep Fighting
I want to be independent at the age of 16. I stopped studying in college because of financial problems. During those times I just want to work. I want to earn money to help my parents.
Politicians are running for a position in our area. My cousin invited me to join them to earn some money. We went to different places in Pampanga for the campaign. We were doing some intermission dance before the candidate spoke in front of the people. We earn 350php per day with free food and transportation. We didn't stay in so we just went home.
One of my friends there or my sister called me to ask if I wanted to work in manila. I didn't hesitate and agreed immediately. She has a brother who is looking for a worker. They stay in free food, accommodation, and water. Only personal items will be bought.
I asked my parent's permission. I was allowed because they trusted me. I never thought about what chance I would get there and I'm not that familiar with manila yet. Just courage and determination because I want to be independent.
My friend's brother came to pick me up. We arrived in manila before sunrise. He first took me to the men's quarters to give me a locker and fix things. The HR department called me to report. A hotel and restaurant visor hires me as a waiter. The supervisor of the factory did not agree because I was supposed to be assigned as a delivery boy.
The next day I started my work. 5 days of my duty as a delivery boy. I couldn't stand it, because 2 am should be awake. Then you can go home at 8 PM. Lack of rest and I haven't been able to adjust much of that setup. So I talked to the visor factory to move me. Fortunately, the visor of the printing dept needed a helper at the printing machine and I was put there. I didn't know that the brother of my friend who came to me was also assigned there.
At first, I couldn’t stand the smell of the chemical inside the printing department. So I put on a mask. I was taught the basics of what a machine helper does. I learned easily because somehow I am a fast learner. I was introduced to a printing visor and I was assigned as a fountain solution monitor on each machine. I feel like a chemist there. It's also easy for me like that because somehow I studied even though I was just an undergraduate in college.
That's how I work every day. I'm not satisfied with just that. I want to increase my knowledge so I explore when I’m done with my work. I help with machine tasks. Arranges papers and piles in the feeder area. Cleaning plates cylinder, blanket cylinder, and impression cylinder.
When someone sets plates and blankets, I look at them so that I can somehow come up with an idea. I also ask how that is done and what buttons need to be pressed to operate a machine.
It's been almost a year since I was transferred to the machine to become a jr. operator. But before I was transferred, I first trained someone to replace me. I have been operating for the past few months. When they needed a storekeeper, they immediately put me in. I would have been promoted as an Offset Machine Operator not only because I was transferred as a storekeeper. But because I did not refuse their offer. I was still promoted.
That's it and that's how it became my daily routine. Check stock, release raw materials to be used in machines. Then I will operate the machine. The only thing that is rating and will call you just so they can request additional equipment for their machine. So sometimes when we don't have a visor, I just give them the key to get the materials they need. I will know what will be deducted from the stocks. My schedule is alternate. 1month knightship 1-month morning shift.
One day unexpectedly, there was a fire in the stock room. The fire was quickly extinguished. They found out where the fire came from. They found out on the livewire that it came from. I didn't know that there was a wire attached to where I put the flammable raw materials. I was called to the HR department for a 24hrs explanation.
But I know that even if I explain, there is nothing left. I ended my contract at that time so I just accepted what their decision would be. After 2 days, I was called again to file a finished contract. It's okay to me because someone is waiting for me to work near my landlord.
It's the same as my previous job in the printing press. So I'll just make a little adjustment.
That's all for now. Until the next article Thanks for reading.
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The Joy Of Being A Husband and A Father
We all know that having a child in the womb is hard. In 9 months they carried it. It was hard to move properly and the two of them were still eating.
I have a girlfriend and I got her pregnant. Honestly, as far as I know, I don't seem to want to. First I went to another country. It just didn’t go ahead because of a medical failure. So I didn't continue even if I could fix it. Second, I still support my parents. I already have a son with my first wife (set aside for that). I have accepted that I will be able to have children again.
I invited him to come with me so I could take care of them at the same time. She will be my wife and we will have a baby. I did not fail to take care of them. She has a job and I have scheduled in the morning so that we can go home almost at the same time. Sometimes I told her to go with her family when I was scheduled at night.
Days, weeks, and months have passed. My wife was about to give birth. Shortly after his due date, she was still at work. And I am also working hard for her childbirth. I rarely take a day off just to raise money for her childbirth.
I was at work during those hours when my sister-in-law called me. He said that my wife was taken to the hospital because she was already in pain and was about to give birth. I immediately said goodbye to the supervisor, manager, and head of the HR dept. I said there was an emergency and I needed to get home. I was immediately allowed even though we had a lot of events that day.
I just took a taxi so that I could get to where I was going immediately. There were no relatives of her when I was there to accompany her. She was the only one there and already inside the delivery room. For me, that is no problem even if no one goes to them. I am also thankful because somehow she was taken to the hospital safely.
I told the security guard what I had to do to get in and find out my wife’s situation. I was just told to wait in the waiting area and the patient's name would be called. I waited a long hour. I can't be bothered anymore. So I went back to the guard to ask and say if I could come in and find out my husband's situation. The guard didn't agree so I decided to just wait so I wouldn't get into a fight. I almost fell asleep while waiting for a seat accompanied by heavy rain.
Soon my wife's name was also called. I was sent to the nurse section to prepare the baby's supplies. I did it right away. I entered the delivery room and saw my wife and my baby. I cried with joy. I am so happy to see that they are in order. I immediately kissed my wife even though she still smelled of blood ha, ha, ha. I immediately cared about our baby, which I estimate is only the size of a 1.5 liters bottle.
It was only a few days and we were home. I took care of everything we needed to get out of the hospital.
Our baby’s name is Princess Brianna. She is 1 year and 6 months old. It seems like it was just when she was just released from the hospital. Now she's so weird.
That's all for now. Thank you for reading my article. Until next.
My Memories at MPC
It’s been almost a year since a pandemic came into our lives. Our human resources called us to make an inventory of the items we had left behind. I’m very excited to go to MPC on my first day because I left a lot of memories in that place. When I arrived at MPC I was a bit sad because it was quiet and there was no such person on the road. Not like in the days when there was no pandemic.
When I arrived in our area I immediately saw my co-worker, the assistant supervisor. He will be my inventory partner. He is the one who knows the tools of the banquet. I also know something but unlike him, he knows almost everything we use at the event.
We went to the office to report and take inventory lists. We saw that our area was very cluttered and dusty. If you look, it's boring to start with.
We sorted out the clutter first so that somehow we could move around properly. We were only given two days to complete the inventory. But as far as we can see, it will extend for a few more days. While we were busy arranging the equipment, the F&B manager of our company arrived. He had a man with and introduced him to us. I was surprised to be told that this would replace him in his position as F&B manager. We have a little bit of conversation then we continue with our inventory.
The manager came to ask us to have lunch. We didn't realize it was lunchtime. Because maybe we were busy and silent while counting utensils that I miss going to the kitchen so much. Formerly loud and not missing greetings to every encounter I ever met. During those times, it was very quiet. And we had lunch.
At the end of the day, we only did one area. We informed the manager that we were going home because it was time for us to go. I took home the things I had left.
We just walked out of the highway. When I arrived there I saw a line of people. So I asked what the line was. I found out that several free-riders were going north. So I didn't hesitate to line up because it's a big thing for me to be able to save even on the fare.
When I got off at the station where I had to get off, our house was a bit far from there. If I walk, I will walk for 30 minutes. There is a Jeepney traveling. But I'd rather just walk so I could save. At night, even walking is not so tiring and not hot. I have fun while walking because I have music to hear.
I arrived safely. Rest a little, I disinfect. It's hard for me to get a virus on the bus. I can still get infected because we still have a baby at home. I woke up early so that I could catch up with the free buses because the bus station is a bit far. I just took the train so I wouldn't be late for work.
And that's what happened again. We inventory again, eat lunch, inventory again, go home, and come in again in the morning, that's our routine until we finish four days of inventory.
In those days, it was worth it even if it was tiring and a bit stressful to take inventory. I saw my old friends, comparators, managers, and chef. It's nice to feel that they greet me warmly. They said that they missed my meanness, my antics and my being a joker. I also respond to them. Those with a coffee bar area have free ice coffee, in the kitchen, I have a special treatment. At the Bar captain, there will be 2 bottles of wine. So it's worth the inventory...
Thanks again for the memories we've shared in 4 days.
Working On A Night Shift
I started working in 2017 at the Manila Polo Club. As a storekeeper and linen attendant. Our department is at the F&B (Food and Beverage) banquet back to house.
At first I was still learning because that job was new to me. As a linen attendant I need to master the different types of linen or toppers that will be used at events.
I asked for a list of each of its names and I put a tag or name for each item so I could easily remember it. In case someone requests what they will use, it will be easy for me to take it and give it to them. We have BEOs (Banquet Event Orders) to find out if there are events scheduled, what date, how many pax and what will be used.
As a linen attendant I need to know what linen or toppers are available at the event. For me to be ready and ironed in advance. Sometimes there is a TBA (to be advice) that uses linen and we rush after that. I don't want to be in such a hurry with work that I have to do and be ready for everyone to move smoothly while setting up the event. Especially if the event is big and the person who did the event is artistic.
As a storekeeper, even on the spot, the preparation of cutleries or utensils for the event will be ready. As an assigned storekeeper, I read the BEO to prepare the catteries for tomorrow's event.
I don't have a permanent time schedule, because I'm a reliever. I usually schedule morning and evening. It depends on my department mates if they have a different schedule. Pretty hard I sched reliever. If I’m on night shift and the event extends by 3hours and my morning sched is 7:00 am, I often don’t go home. In the linen area I sleep and when there are waiters who also extend morning duties, I sleep with them in my area. We can save on fares and take a break right away.
It's tiring but fun to be part of the banquet team.
Being part of the banquet team is tiring but fun. This is where the stress comes in when the person holding the event changes things. In the morning I scheduled to set up. We put the tables, chairs, underliner toppers, toppers, glasses and cutleries. I still have a table napkin. Because the event organizers or the guests are elites, we need to set up well so that they don't complain. There is also a part where you can hardly talk to your teammates because you are so busy. We'll only meet when our supervisor calls to eat.
If my shift is in the evening, I only receive returned items used at the event. Each item is counted to determine if something is lost or forgotten to return. Monitoring just like that. If I have extra time, I help the waiters put away things so that I can have an extra income tip from the captain waiter. Or I can be included in the centralized tip of the event organizer. If there were 4 events in one night and all of them, I helped to get organized. I got my basic salary in a day or so. That depends on how much the captain waiters will give. So in one night I earn at least 500php.
The night shift is good, because I make money. That's just kind of tiring because you don't just do your job. You are supposed to work hard to make money. That's only a difference if you are working during the night because earnings are quote high compared to working on dayshift.
I hope you like my life stories somehow. I have to end it in the meantime, there's too much blood in my nose. (LOL)
Thanks for reading. Until next.
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The Woman I Adore More Than Anything
My mother has a serious illness. I don’t want to get into trouble with my mind a bit confused. Maybe something else would go wrong so I decided to be calm. During that time I wanted to come home to help, comfort and see my mother's situation.
And one night I received bad news. My aunt called and my mother was in the hospital. My mother's condition is 50/50 so during those hours I have to go home.
At that time it is almost 11:00 pm midnight. So I talked to my brother -in -law to take me to the hospital.
I arrived at the hospital immediately before 12:00 am. I saw my mother was no longer in good health.
The doctor talked to me about her condition. My mother's life would not last long. The doctor said she will never recover.
Then the doctor left me. I talked my mother into resisting and I prayed fervently. I spent less than an hour next to her, my mother had passed away.
Those times I didn't know what to do. I did nothing but cry and cry. My aunts just told me to be brave that it would be better that way than to make my mother suffer from her illness. So I calmed myself and prayed.
Friends and relatives came to sympathize and helped us.
My mother was buried three days there after.
I stayed with my family (at my family side) for about a month to fix some important things left by my mother. And soon I returned to my wife's house.
You know that the hardest part in life is when someone who is very dear to you needs to leave especially when it is a family member.
But no matter how hard it is, no matter how painful it was, we just have to accept it and move one. We can no longer bring them to life.
So while our love still lives here on earth we have to show them our love because we never know when the time comes that they will have to leave without a warning.
Forgive me if this post is a little bit sad. I just want to share my own story and it makes me feel better.
Thank you for reading and keep safe everyone.
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One Fine Day
It was a fine day and I decided to do the laundry since it was a little bit early and I had nothing much to do.
My neighbor knocked on my door and invited me for a beer because it was her mothers birthday celebration.
I responded like i will so as not to disappoint him but the truth was, i don't want to drink.
I went quickly to the market while the machine was running, doing the laundry to buy for our breakfast. When i returned home our baby was already awake. My wife took care of our baby and I continued with the laundry.
It's almost late in the afternoon when I'm done and I can already hear voices singing on videoke from my neighbor. I can sense that they are already drunk.
The guy who invited me for a drink that morning went out and started shouting as if he had an enemy.
I just ignored it because during that time I was kind of depressed because of a family problem.
However the guy wont stop from shouting as if he wanted to provoke me. Then he approached me saying that I am going to call the police. I told him that i will not intend to and said to him that we just have to keep quiet because it's prohibited to make noise while drunk in our place. This is to avoid being in trouble.
The guy was persistent, he went inside their house and when he came out, he was carrying a knife. My wife told me to remain calm. He went over the guy and intervened.
Good thing the guy listened and stopped. However I have already prepared myself for any scenario and if something bad happens to my wife I can't forgive him and perhaps I will do the same.
My wife told me that the guy was really like that when he was drunk. Because I'm not from where we live but my wife's house. My mother -in -law arrived accompanied by our village officials. They took the drunk man to our village headquarters. They said I came to file a complaint. I said no that would be fine with me.
Days have passed, I ignored my neighbor. Then one day I didn't expect my neighbor to talk to me, which I was almost hostile to. He apologizes for what he did to me when he was drunk. He said he didn't know that he could do that to me because from the beginning I didn't show any bad behavior to him.
I, on the other hand, am just a human being so I accepted his apology and forgave him. He said he would not repeat such incidents. And that is what he proved. He doesn't drink that much anymore. He is also limited in drinking alcohol. So until now he has been a good neighbor to all of us here.
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Surviving The Pandemic
We are all aware that pandemic is not over yet. Almost a year since it has spread around the world. Many have died and to this day it continues to spread and millions of people have suffered.
Here in the Philippines, the government pushes to provide financial assistance and groceries to each family. Last month there was another lockdown here in metro manila. Same as before, the government gave again their support to the people. The lockdown extended and the good news is that some generous people here helped us. It was called the “Community Pantry".
Each person who helps will have his or her own place or location for people in need of food assistance to go to. There is a certain time of the day for giving the donation and it is only limited time. I was one of those people who went and lined up to have groceries. It started 7:00 AM so we decided to go earlier than to line up so we can go home early.
We did not rush to go and we followed the curfew hours so we could be seen or ticketed. We were surprised we didn’t expect that someone had arrived before us. So we hurried to line up to tell their staff that we could line up.
As the sun rose we still remained in line. We also stood for almost two hours and sometimes sat down when we needed to. I didn't talk much. I prefer to listen to music to relax. Because if I talk I'll be thirsty. In our situation, it is difficult to drink a lot of water. It may be sudden and difficult to find a comfort room.
The donation has already started and their staff has arranged for us again. Social distancing, wearing a facemask and face shield. The protective gear was well worn, but of course the others were isolated and warmed by their protective gear. So their staff kept an eye on us, to see if anyone was not following the guidelines and protocols.
When we were close to the destination. The bags we were carrying were ready so that the process would be quick. And we finally ended up getting a grocery too. There are two kilos of rice, 6pcs eggs, fresh milk from cow dung, canned goods, instant noodles, vegetables, vitamins, and fruits. They are still feeding porridge. But here we don't say that porridge is essential ha, ha, ha.
It was worth the effort with the groceries we got. That even hot and irritating will disappear especially with hot porridge.
Thank you for your time reading. I hope you like it somehow. Until next post.
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New Comer
Good day everyone.
I am just new here to read.cash. I am briee20.
Has one daughter and one son. My youngest is only 1 year and 5 months old.
I am a Filipino citizen and don't have a permanent job here in the Philippines, due to the pandemic.
I was just relying on my wife for now because she has a regular job. In the meantime, I am having a partime job just to earn money because i don't want to rely on her. But I have not been able to do anything because it is hard to find a job these days.
So when my old friend and I talked and he told me about read.cash, I became interested.
Because it's online and it's only here at home to make money. So I didn't even think about it, I immediately responded to my friend that I wanted to learn and he didn't hesitate to help and create an account for me. I am grateful to my friend not only because I will earn money, but also to expand my knowledge.
I have been unemployed for almost a year because of F&B (Food and Beverage) I used to work. That we all know that mass gathering is strictly forbidden because of the virus. I need to take double care for myself and my loved ones when I go home.
The place where I used to work is already operating but events are still prohibited. It's just mass gatherings, big events like wedding birthdays and the likes.
Sorry if I'm not very good at English. Dahil Pilipino ako im not tisoy 😅.
I will just do my best to be able to share here on this platform.
My nose is bleeding so i have to stop for now 😄... Thank you very much... Hanggang sa muli. Mabuhay
@Briee20
