Bruised ego

We came here, with great expectations, with excellent reputations… somewhat arrogant about myself… about how much better we are than “them”.

8 months on… we realized we are the “guy” or that “staff” who briefly appeared, out of nowhere. The person who is there to fill some gap. The reason why you are here is no longer becoz you are you, but becoz there’s this gap that needed to be filled.

8 months on… we realized we are not really that much better than “them”. While we are not any worse generally, we certainly get nothing close to the “superstar” treatment, sometimes we foolishly think we deserve.

I guess this bitter pill, in the form of a humble pie, is something we have taken, like it or not. I think this whole process really teaches me to have greater humility, to think of myself less (not feel inferior). More importantly, it teaches me to appreciate the recognition that I receive from peers and superiors back home. It also teaches me to appreciate the “lesser” foreigners better when I get back home.

One thing I am good at.... make the most out of the situation. Since we like to travel, request for more travelling engagement... see the country more... whatever it is... it's up to us to make it good and better....

While many would cry and whine… I know this is only consistant with what Jesus said… (not in exact words, just the gist)… “the last will be the first, and the first will be the last”

I would also like to add something that I read somewhere….

The joy of working hard is not success,
but the mere knowledge that you have tried your best.