Monday, October 27, 2008

The game called PROMOTION


IN THE BATTLEFIELD I CALL MY WORKPLACE, THERE IS A GAME CALLED PROMOTION. EVERYBODY WANTS TO BE A PLAYER. PLAYERS DIE TO DO THE HOMERUN NO MATTER WHAT IT TAKES. SOMEBODY IS KNOCKED OFF, ELBOWED, KNEED AND BRUISED. BUT NOBODY CALLS A FOUL...

IN PROMOTION, SPORTSMANSHIP IS NOT THE WAY THEY DO IT. THERE'S NO GOOD LOSER, NEITHER A GRACIOUS WINNER. EVERYTHING IS FORGOTTEN ESPECIALLY THE VALUE OF FRIENDSHIP. THERE IS NO DELIKADESA. THERE'S ONLY I, ME AND MINE... I SAW A GAME OF PROMOTION. AND IT WAS A GAME TURNED INTO A TRAGEDY. I AM DAMN GLAD I WASN'T PART OF THAT GAME. BUT WHEN IT'S MY TURN TO PLAY IT, I VOW TO PLAY IT FAIR AND SQUARE. SO HELP ME GOD.
I wrote these lines a year ago. But just recently, I took part in this game of Promotion. I have been promoted as the Supervising Officer... So, who was elbowed, kneed and bruised? ..

It's so hard to be at a crossroads. I thank my hubby and my mom for standing by me.
(note: some parts omitted by the author)

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LOREN said...
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Lady Prism said...

Cheers! Cheers! Smart lady you are!

Congratulations, not only for being promoted, but more importantly, for being deeply receptive to that inner voice of real power in you! Wise, wise woman!

Iskabitchy said...

I commend you for your wisdom and grace. More power to you, Bes!