Remember your roots

I remembered very well, how I hated going to my mom and grandma's clothing and shoes shop. It's of course boring to every kid being there to sell clothes from Bangkok, hongkong, and US. My mom is a "biyahera" who goes around another country and sell the clothes and shoes she bought at our shop. So there I was sitting there at our shop from 11 am thru 8 pm on a weekend and longer especially when it's Christmas and New year is approaching. There will surely be lots of customers buying and I didn't realize the essence of it until I stepped high school. I realized that without our shop making a revenue, my sisters and I won't be able to study in an expensive school, and now that I am earning my own money, I won't even be here earning pretty good paycheck compared to a local job back home without my parent's and family's business. They supported my ambition to be what I am right now. Spending their profits for us is just priceless. I used to think that my parent's job is just tacky, but it put us through college, invest in our work and will never feel ashamed if we are children of a small businessman or cheaply termed as "tindera" in a business complex in Baclaran, Makati or Divisoria. I'd like to believe, so small as it is, it is profitable if your parents are as good of a business persons as them. :)