How our lives turn out depend a lot on the choices we make. Yes, I certainly believe in God’s hand and I know there are certain things beyond our control if He wills it. But a lot of the time, the Lord leads us to opportunities that we simply ignore or take for granted. And so while our lives could have improved or made a turn for the better, we end up sighing, sulking or frustrated that things have not changed.
Poverty is a choice. And I may be criticized for saying it. But when you really think about this, it is true. Many people remain poor because they think that’s what they’re meant to be the rest of their lives.
Instead of finding ways to make a decent living, they rely on dole outs. When given opportunities, they want the quick way to make a buck. They think it is beneath them to learn. To study. They are content with their lives, even when in truth they have every chance of doing better.
Yet, it is these very people who are after the latest fashion or gadgets like cellphones. It is they who can sit around watching teleseryes the whole day or gossip about their neighbors. It is they who will line up for hours hoping to be part of a television program that gives away money to their audience. But it is a hardship to find work or at least a means to earn and provide for their needs, or their families.
I attended a workshop on mushroom growing. I am realizing the potential for it. There are only few mushroom growers in the Philippines so most of the users like restaurant owners have to import their supplies. If you can allot a small space and tend to mushrooms, not only will you be able to supplement your income, you will also have your own source of healthy food.
I learned from the AANI facilitator, Tess Jose, about her efforts to spread mushroom cultivation in Pangasinan where she’s from. And I sensed the frustration when she related how small folks would give up on it after a time when they see it isn’t going to pull them out of poverty overnight.
And they have everything they need, provided by Tess. All they really have to do is take care of the mushrooms, water them, and harvest them every three or four days.
I can’t understand why they don’t see the potential in this venture. And why they can’t appreciate the efforts of people like Tess to help them improve their lives. But the woman perseveres and continues to hope she will finally come across a community who will take this seriously enough to make it grow and give them the income that they so need. And I so, so admire her.
A month ago, our maid’s daughter took the boat from their native Romblon to work here in Manila. She had convinced her mother about her desire to work for two reasons: she wanted to earn so she can have her teeth fixed, and she wanted to help her younger siblings who were still studying.
Fortunately, a friend of my brother-in-law was looking for a helper in their eatery. Perfect opportunity. Even before the day was over, the girl is texting her mother. She can’t do it. There were too many dishes to be done. Her back was aching. And she was quitting! My goodness!
If I was really bent on working to earn a living, then I’m going to stick it out there, especially knowing I was referred by someone. And I would challenge myself to do a good job, no matter how difficult the situation. And her employers weren’t even monsters but very, very nice and understanding people who were willing to cut her some slack till she got the hang of the work.
But na-uhh… she was done. No amount of explaining, convincing, cajoling and even threats could make her try it out even for a week to test her mettle.
This morning, our maid sent her back home. With nothing. I would be so ashamed at my behavior I would have found some other kind of job so I could at least earn my boat fare. Maybe, I would have found a better opportunity. What a waste…Â of time, effort and chances.
So, I’m thinking did people think work here in Manila was a breeze? Or a walk in the park? That it would not be back-breaking and gut-wrenching at times? If you’re serious about making something of your life, or at least earning your keep because you’re strong and have talents, then you’re going to make the most of the opportunities that come your way.
And I really don’t know of jobs that are legal and worthwhile that won’t require you to sweat or move your butt if you really want to make good in your life. Every hardship is experience that makes you better, stronger, and more determined to achieve your goals.
Otherwise, you’re really just hoping that manna will fall from heaven and your life will change forever. In that case, to remain POOR is your choice.
In the same manner, I know of people who really came from difficult circumstances but did not let these hamper the fulfillment of their dreams for a better life. They wanted to be wealthy and did everything possible to realize that goal. They made a choice to want a good life and worked hard to earn it.
It is a sad thought that one reason why many Filipinos remain poor is because they want to be that way. They always blame tough luck for their plight without realizing they refuse to want to live better through their own blood, sweat and tears.
So, have you made a choice?