I was amazed with the enticing add that I could do my work in the comforts of my home.
I started to pack my clothes, toiletries, and other things that I would need for the upcoming training. I also packed my dreams to keep me going in times of hardships.
As I zipped my bag, my mind started to wander.
My thoughts drifted back to 1997. I was only 12 years old. I was skinny, had a dark complexion, and wore ragged clothes. What was there to expect? I was a young kid who loved exploring the crowded messy streets. Back then, I was famously called “the newspaper boy” because I could easily be identified amongst them.
Life was simple, yet fun. There was beauty in the simplicity of lives we lived with my family. We weren’t rich. We only had enough to get us by.
My father was a salesman while my mother was a housewife. Everything was fine until my father got fired. My mother had to make the tough choice of helping out in augmenting our family expenses. And since her income would not suffice, my sisters had to work too. The situation was hard, so I told myself that I would work harder to help my family.
Our lives went on as we juggled living and surviving. But things did not get better, it got worse instead.
I fell from the backdoor of the bus and my left leg was ran-over by its huge tires. People screamed and shouted as they tried to gather toward me. Then the excruciating pain got into my system. It was agonizing and indescribable, beyond comprehension. Someone carried me to get back on the bus and took me to the hospital.
We didn’t have money to pay the bills but through God’s grace we were able to gather money because my dad asked help from different charities and philanthropic organizations.
After the tragic accident, we were able to bounce back. My father got a part time job, and I went back to school and started another chapter of my life.
Going back to school wasn’t easy. I was often bullied because of my disability. Well, bullies will always be there but their teasing, laughing and criticisms never bothered me. I have looked passed those because I was determined to finish my education for my family. And I did.
I finished college and was accepted as an IT administrator in a medical facility. Though it was good that there were jobs available for me, but, I needed to find a much better one. My salary in my previous work was very minimal and not sustainable.
I also did graphic designs and online reselling of computer parts along side my job since I needed cash for my daily sustenance. I started searching and researching for online jobs. While searching, I saw job postings for virtual assistants, and web writers. I was amazed with the enticing add that I could do my work in the comforts of my home. Nothing is more assuring and promising as that! I could finally avoid traffic, smog and all types of pollution. Plus, I don’t have to be hassled with everyday commuting.
Then, I discovered Adaptive Technology for Rehabilitation, Integration, and Empowerment of the Visually Impaired (ATRIEV). ATRIEV is an IT center that helps persons with disability through providing trainings that will uplift their skills.
It was a meaningful moment for me because I have found something that is right for me and my given limitations.
I glanced back into my bag. I got all the things that I needed. So I attended the writing workshop for the web training. It was the start of my virtual training and virtual work journey and it led me here to Virtualahan.
I am now employed and I am more than thrilled with this newfound work opportunity.