vince90 wrote: I think everyone here have the right to post any topic (under the rules of the board). If you don’t like the topic then ignore it, but don’t judge their post is nonsense. For me the main goal here is to share the opinion and learning English together. If you want to talk about the children then post your own topic. I am sure many people will joy you to talk about it.
vince90 wrote: I think everyone here have the right to post any topic (under the rules of the board). If you don’t like the topic then ignore it, but don’t judge their post is nonsense. For me the main goal here is to share the opinion and learning English together. If you want to talk about the children then post your own topic. I am sure many people will joy you to talk about it.
Thank you, Vince. There are people who don't know me at all saying to others that I make fun about what others do and stuff. If they had known me a bit, they would have known I was raised not to joke about others' jobs. I do criticize and judge people; I admit it. I find nothing is wrong with it since I'm only a human being. However, I live by my own rules/principles plus some that I was raised by my family; therefore, I criticize and judge people in my own way. I judge people who don't find a job when they could; I judge people when they try to find an evil, lazy, easy way to pinch off others's money; I judge people who do the jobs because they want something back in return. And there are more people I judge based on my own moral reasonings. No matter I judge people for what they do with their jobs or not I don't disrespect or joke people about what they do. I've done that once when I was a kid and I had to pay a big price for it.
Well, I was a spoiled brat when I was a kid since I could somehow have whatever I asked for, and I didn't have to do a single thing in the house because we had maids who usually got things I wanted for me. Therefore, if I asked something and they didn't give it to me, I would be really pissed. Once day I asked the lady who worked for us to do something for me; she said she couldn't do it because my mom said no. I'd asked her several times and still got no; I was really pissed, so I told her that she should get me what I wanted because I was her master. Right after the word "master" slipped out of my mouth, I got beaten up by my mom who just got home with a rope in front of the maid. She did not stop until the maid begged her to stop. Then I had to kneel down facing a wall for more than an hour, so she could lecture me about my behavior.
She told me we'd had all the good things happened in our lives because of the ways our family lived and treated people, starting from my great great-grandparents. We started to have maids around their time, but none of them had ever disrespected a maid like I did. The maids were either treated like a member of the family or lived with comfortable feelings, for they had to live far away from their families because of the job and the money. She told me the physical pain she did on me was the same mental pain I did on our maid when I disrespected her. She would rather beat me, so in a way, I could pay that pain back to the maid than to see me living a bad life afterwards because of my immature attitude. Addtionally, she told me if she ever hears me saying anything disrespectful to anyone about what they do for their jobs, I would either be kicked out of the house or disowned.
Thus, to me, a job is a job. Nothing is shameful about having a job even if it's trash picking. As long as one is not sitting around wasting time or trying to stick like a leech on others for support, then the job is a beautiful thing. And it's even more beautiful when one spends the time to help others and ask nothing in return. People who donate and volunteer have beautiful souls to me. Unfortunately, some people didn't know I thought that way

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