Words of wisdom that got put to good use, passed from the generations, translated…
My daughter came to me in the kitchen excited, “Mom, what you said was true!”, seeing how radiantly she was smiling, I’d held in my own questions, and replied, “Oh? What was it that I said? You’d still kept in mind, and not think that I was, a nag, it’s so rare.”
My daughter said, in a high-pitched voice, “The eyes of my coworkers, are always bright!”
Two years ago, after my daughter graduated from graduate schools, she’d passed the examinations into a privately owned bank, there are a lot of things that new arrivals need to learn on the job, a year ago, she was transferred to the sales plans department, the coworker who has seniority over my daughter treated her like she was her personal secretary, leaving ALL the work to her. Having a strong sense of responsibility, worried about delays, she’d worked her overtime silently, and digested those sales papers that weren’t even hers to handle to begin with.
My daughter who’s just starting out in the workforce, gotten into these complicated interpersonal relations, she’d felt taken, and, all of her bad experiences were, written on her face. And all I could do was to care about her, handed her books on the finances, and magazines too, shared with her my experiences, and encouraged her, “No matter what kinds of people you may bump into, they’re teaching you in their own ways, they’re, considered those who can help you out in life, don’t feel bad.” Other than empathizing with her, I’d hoped, that my daughter’s EQ was high enough, that it’ll, help her out.
Twenty eight years ago, when I was not-yet thirty, I’d also, gotten bulled by my two female coworkers together, back then, the society was conservative, and I can only, bite down hard and take it all in. Going to work became like going into the deep end, it’d depressed me, breathing in that dead air at the offices. One day as I was listening to the radios, there was the line, “The coworker’s eyes, always bright and all seeing”, it’d, comforted me, and I’d, hoped, that I can, work even harder, to put those two ladies’ pressures over me behind.
This past had, deeply impacted and influenced me, as my position at work transitioned, like my youth, and the seasons, I’d climbed higher on the ladder, and, I’d often used these words, to encourage my subordinates.
Pulling my thoughts back to now, my daughter’s coworker quit her job, and, her sense of responsibilities finally got noted by her manager, and she’d gotten the acknowledgements from her peers as well. The traces that’s left at work, the coworkers saw with their own eyes, the eyes are, documenting your characters, it’s just, that they don’t tell you that they’d, acknowledge what you did.
I can’t believe, that these words that’s helped me pass through half of my life, didn’t get lost with time, instead, it was, passed down to my own offspring.
So, this, is how far a good advice can go, it’d gone from the mother to the daughter, the mother passed her wisdoms of work to her daughter who’s just starting out, and, it’d helped the daughter, and surely enough, as this daughter becomes a mother, she will, find the opportunity, to pass this same wisdom down to her own young as well.