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Appreciation

  • Writer: Mark Angelo Pineda
    Mark Angelo Pineda
  • Sep 18, 2021
  • 2 min read

Updated: Oct 11, 2021

Aside from loads of respect, I have developed an emotional attachment to my Ates at work. My big sisters have stood against the worst of tests and challenges at our workplace. And they have stayed committed to their roles and persistently carry the extra weight attached to the SAAD Program.



Earlier, we came together for a whole-day meeting with our counterparts from the provincial level. In my almost two years of working experience, I never felt secure in the functions I carry until I worked closely with my Ates since January. The meeting earlier was a testament that they have high regard for the contribution I put on the table—and essentially my capabilities as a communication specialist.


I understand by now that a smooth presentation is dependent on the audience and the support they emanate. Much to my expectation, my Ates poured in more support and trust than I expected. In return, I delivered. Beyond the self-satisfaction, I was glad that they allowed me to lead the preparations for the SAAD Saga. Half of the reason, I know, is because I am not only capable. I need the learning experience.

My Ates may never piece all of the smiles I hide under my mask, but I am grateful for the working opportunity I have secured with them. I remember a lengthy post on Facebook reminding young people entering entry-level jobs post-college. It says to find the right kind of mentor who will push your limits to your benefit. I have encountered workmate who are the opposite of what the post is referring—manipulative and two-faced. My big sisters are different. They allow me to experiment with work. They make me feel secure because, in essence, they are too.










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When the weight of the world moves with us, we readily save our tears in the bathroom. But on rare, moonlit nights, when we brave our very own eyes looking as though our mother's and swelling hearts that we still claim as ours, we write down our fears, big dreams, and that of anxiousness. For the said reason, this site exists.

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