Follow the yellow brick road, Dorothy
A few of you may be too young to remember the original version of the wizard of oz movie.
When I was young they used to show it at special times, like the Thanksgiving holiday.
As a child it was somewhat terrifying because there was a fearsome witch. (Keep in mind that audiences of the 1950s were not necessarily as sophisticated as folks are today. We didn’t have all those video games, and constant entertainment stimulation. They had just invented TV after all. And had just come out of the age of radio.)
As each day pass, more and more citizens find themselves at a loss for words and at a loss for jobs. The current economic situation that has swept not just the United States, but the entire globe has really shocked people’s lives to the core.
I am one of them. I used to blame the world for the bad luck I went through, yet with the support of my new friends, I realized that life is not so bad after all. If I succumbed to one of my ex husband’s addiction to alcohol, I would have landed in rehab with nothing to be proud of.
The mental stress is still present, yet I am a much different person than I was a month ago. I lost my self-confidence, freedom, and identity as well. Even having lost these essentials, I was still a happy and likeable person. I was glad to have met new friends during my Bingo nights.
What I have learned from this employment nightmare is to never give up. When life closes a door, it somehow opens a window. I always pray that if things get rough, show me the way to smoothen the path, so that my walk wouldn’t be that bumpy.
I got really pissed off when my nosy neighbors sent me cards and cakes when I lost my job. I was really selfish at that time. I thought that shutting the world out can help. I was wrong. I should’ve thanked them for their concern.
So here I am today reflecting on the wizard of oz, hoping for a wizard of my own, and hoping for a yellow brick road of a path to follow to my great future ahead.
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