I was in my third year in high school. 21st century was the start of the global financial crisis. I thought it will only be the elite who will be affected. Unfortunately, I was wrong. Crisis chose no class.
The rubber industry in our place was in great crisis. Rubber price and value went down rapidly. Since most of our customers are rubber farmers, our bakery is also affected. Sales were also dropping rapidly.
Our bakery is small. It's just about a quarter or one third of a classroom (classrooms here at UPVCM) ― with a big baking oven in a corner and some wooden cabinets attached on the walls. Consuming approximately 2-4 sacks of wheat flour daily for baking, our family can surpass a day with enough food in our stomach.
Since the start of the crisis, I have been decisive to take part of my family's predicament. I planned to do this and that. I looked forward that on that certain time, I will have this and that and etc. I really wanted to help and I know that finishing a degree and having a stable job is the answer. From then on, I've been torn between two choices of degree to take ― whether Accountancy, which is my parents' top choice, or Journalism, which is mine. I ended up no choice at all but to take what my parents and other close people advised me. I took it, despite the fact that I don't like the field I am taking.
The rubber industry in our place was in great crisis. Rubber price and value went down rapidly. Since most of our customers are rubber farmers, our bakery is also affected. Sales were also dropping rapidly.
Our bakery is small. It's just about a quarter or one third of a classroom (classrooms here at UPVCM) ― with a big baking oven in a corner and some wooden cabinets attached on the walls. Consuming approximately 2-4 sacks of wheat flour daily for baking, our family can surpass a day with enough food in our stomach.
Since the start of the crisis, I have been decisive to take part of my family's predicament. I planned to do this and that. I looked forward that on that certain time, I will have this and that and etc. I really wanted to help and I know that finishing a degree and having a stable job is the answer. From then on, I've been torn between two choices of degree to take ― whether Accountancy, which is my parents' top choice, or Journalism, which is mine. I ended up no choice at all but to take what my parents and other close people advised me. I took it, despite the fact that I don't like the field I am taking.
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