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When Least Expected

Published July 13, 2008 by starvillanueva

July 9′ 2008 – I was on standby from 6am-6pm but they changed my roster to single Bahrain departing at 8pm.. Since I don’t like the flight I didn’t confirm it and I just sleep instead.. I woke up around 7 am because I saw a missed call from rostering so checked my roster again they changed it to Washington which I supposed to operate on July 12 and they removed my double dubai, gave me 3 days standby,only 1 day off then Washington again…

To sum it up, my day doesn’t start well, waking up with lots of errands ahead of me, roster changes, lack of time to pack my stuff, short sleep & time pressure! I really hate the feeling because I’m a very punctual person, I’m always ahead of time & never gets late.

I managed to be ready at 8:32 am just in time to wait for the transport bus. The Rostering called again to say “THE FLIGHT WILL BE DELAYED-I WILL BE ON HOLD-JUST STAY HOME”  It’s too early to be pissed off so I just return to my room, had breakfast, read our Lady of Perpetual prayer book & think positive that there’s maybe a reason why all these  unecessary things are happening…

Around 11:30 am I arrived at Technical bldg. since not everyone is on the briefing room. I went out to check my pigeon hole and was surprised to read a letter with this intro –> “CONGRATULATIONS ESTRELLITA” for someone who haven’t been flying for more than 2 years & without experience It never cross to my mind that I will be promoted so soon. It was so unexpected because there are lots of senior crew than me, some were like 3 years flying and just recently got promoted.

* I feel so blessed & contented in every single moment of my life,  I’ve learned that never place a period where God has placed a comma.. God has been so good to me all these years ..Copied From my multiply online diary...

 

 


Thank You…

Published June 25, 2007 by starvillanueva

DEAR GOD:
I want to thank You for what you have already done.
I am not going to wait until I see results or receive rewards; I am thanking you right now.
I am not going to wait until I feel better or things look better; I am thanking you right now.
I am not going to wait until people say they are sorry or until they stop talking about me; I am thanking you right now.
I am not going to wait until the pain in my body disappears; I am thanking you right now.

I am not going to wait until I get promoted at work, I am going to thank you right now.
I am not going to wait until I understand every experience in my life that has caused me pain or grief; I am thanking you right now.
I am not going to wait until the journey gets easier or the challenges are removed; I am thanking you right now.
I am thanking you because I am alive. I am thanking you because I made it through the day’s difficulties. I am thanking you because I have walked around the obstacles.
I am thanking you because I have the ability and the opportunity to do more and do
better.
I’m thanking You because FATHER, YOU haven’t given up on me.

God is just so good, and he’s good all the time. Send this message to your friends, and continue to THANK HIM.

I can’t resist myself from reposting this Very Touching Story (It made me cry!)

Published May 8, 2007 by starvillanueva

I was born in a secluded village on a mountain.
Day by day, my parents plowed the yellow dry soil with their backs
towards the sky.

I have a brother who is 3 years younger than me.
I wanted to buy a handkerchief, which all girls around me seemed to
have. So, one day I stole 50 cents from my father’s drawer. Father had
discovered about the stolen money right away.

He made me and my younger brother kneel against the wall as he held a
bamboo stick in his hand.

“Who stole the money?” he asked.
I was stunned, too afraid to talk. Neither of us admitted to the fault,
so he said, “Fine, if nobody wants to admit, you two should be beaten!”
He lifted up the bamboo stick.

Suddenly, my younger brother gripped father’s hand and said,” Dad, I was
the one who did it!”

The long stick smacked my brother’s back repeatedly.
Father was so angry that he kept on whipping my brother until he lost
his breath.

After that, he sat down on our stone bed and scolded my brother, “You
have learned to steal from your own house now. What other embarrassing
things will you be possibly doing in the future? You should be beaten to
death, you shameless thief!”

That night, my mother and I hugged my brother. His body was full of
wounds from the beating but he never shed a single tear.

In the middle of the night, all of sudden, I cried out loudly. My
brother covered my mouth with his little hand and said, ” Sis, now don’t
cry anymore.
Everything has happened.”
I still hate myself for not having enough courage to admit what I did.

Years gone by, but the incident still seemed like it just happened
yesterday..
I will never forget my brother’s expression when he protected me.

That year, my brother was 8 years old and I was 11 years old.
When my brother was in his last year of secondary school, he was
accepted in an upper secondary school in the central. At the same time,
I was accepted into a university in the province.

That night, father squatted in the yard, smoking, packet by packet.

I could hear him ask my mother, “Both of our children, they have good
results? Very good results?”

Mother wiped off her tears and sighed,” What is the use? How can we
possibly finance both of them?”

At that time, my brother walked out, he stood in front of father and
said,”Dad, I don’t want to continue my studies anymore, I have read
enough books.”

Father swung his hand and slapped my brother on his face.
“Why do you have a spirit so damn weak? Even if it means I have to beg
for money on the streets, I will send you two to school until you have
both finished your studies.”

And then, he started to knock on every house in the village to borrow
money.

I stuck out my hand as gently as I can to my brother’s swollen face, and
told him, “A boy has to continue his studies; If not, he will not be
able to overcome this poverty we are experiencing. ”

I, on the other hand, had decided to further my studies at the
university.

Nobody knew that on the next day, before dawn, my brother left the house
with a few pieces of worn-out clothes and a few dry beans. He sneaked to
my side of the bed and left a note on my pillow; “Sis, getting into a
university is not easy. I will go find a job and I will send money to
you.”

I held the note while sitting on my bed, and cried until I lost my
voice.

That year, my brother was 17 years old; I was 20 years old..
With the money father borrowed from the whole village, and the money my
brother earned from carrying cement on his back at a construction
site,finally, I managed to get to the third year of my studies in the
university.

One day, while I was studying in my room, my roommate came in and told
me,”There’s a villager waiting for you outside!”

Why would there be a villager looking for me? I walked out, and I saw my
brother from afar. His whole body was covered with dirt, dust, cement
and sand. I asked him, “Why did you not tell my roommate that you are my
brother?”

He replied with a smile,” Look at my appearance. What will they think if
they would know that I am your brother? Won’t they laugh at you?”
I felt so touched, and tears filled my eyes. I swept away dirt and dust
from my brother’s body. And told him with a lump in my throat, ” I don’t
care what people would say! You are my brother no matter what your
appearance is!”

From his pocket, he took out a butterfly hair clip. He
put it on my hair and said, “I saw all the girls in town are wearing it.
So, I think you should also have one.”

I could not hold back myself anymore. I pulled my brother into my arms
and cried.

That year, my brother was 20 years old; I was 23 years old.
I noticed that the broken window was repaired the first time I brought
my boyfriend home. The house was scrubbed cleaned.
After my boyfriend left, I danced like a little girl in front of my
mother, “Mom, you didn’t have to spend so much time cleaning the house!”
But she told me with a smile,” It was your brother who went home early
to clean the house. Didn’t you see the wound on his hand?
He hurt his hand while he was replacing the window.”
I went into my brother’s bedroom. Looking at his thin face, I felt like
there are hundreds of needle pricked in my heart.

I applied some ointment on his wound and put a bandage on it, “Does it
hurt? ” I asked him.

“No, it doesn’t hurt. You know, when at the construction site, stones
keep falling on my feet .

Even that could not stop me from working.”

In the middle of the sentence, he stopped. I turned my back on him and
tears rolled down my face.

That year, my brother was 23 years old; I was 26 years old.
After I got married, I lived in the city. Many times my husband invited
my parents to come and live with us, but they didn’t want.
They said, once they left the village, they wouldn’t know what to do.
My brother agreed with them. He said, “Sis, you just take care of your
parents-in-law. I will take care of mom and dad here.”

My husband became the director of his factory. We asked my brother to
accept the offer of being the manager in the maintenance department. But
my brother rejected the offer. He insisted on working as a repairman
instead for a start.

One day, my brother was on the top of a ladder repairing a cable, when
he got electrocuted, and was sent to the hospital.

My husband and I visited him at the hospital. Looking at the white
gypsum on his leg, I grumbled, “Why did you reject the offer of being a
manager? Managers won’t do something dangerous like that. Now look at
you, you are suffering from a serious injury. Why didn’t you just listen to
us?”

With a serious expression on his face, he defended his decision,
“Think of brother-in-law. He just became the director, and I being
uneducated, and would become a manager, what kind of rumors would fly
around?”

My husband’s eyes filled up with tears, and then I said, “But you lack
in education only because of me!”
“Why do you talk about the past?” he said and then he held my hand.

That year, he was 26 years old and I was 29 years old.
My brother was 30 years old when he married a farmer girl from the
village.

During the wedding reception, the master of ceremonies asked him, “Who
is the one person you respect and love the most?”

Without even taking a time to think, he answered,” My sister.” He
continued by telling a story I could not even remember.

“When I was in primary school, the school was in a different village.
Everyday, my sister and I would walk for 2 hours to school and back
home. One day, I lost the other pair of my gloves. My sister gave me one
of hers.

She wore only one glove and she had to walk far. When we got home, her
hands were trembling because of the cold weather that she could not even
hold her chopsticks. From that day on, I swore that as long as I live,
I would take care of my sister and will always be good to her.”
Applause filled up the room. All guests turned their attention to me.
I found it hard to speak, “In my whole life, the one I would like to
thank most is my brother,” And in this happy occasion, in front of the
crowd, tears were rolling down my face again.

-Love and care for the one you love every single day of your life. You
may think what you did is just a small deed, but to that someone, it may
mean a lot.

Have a nice day everyone! May this story inspire you in some way.

My 22nd year of priveleged existence & More than a month of flying…

Published January 17, 2007 by starvillanueva

Few days from now, will be my 22nd year of existence in the world already! (January 25) I’ve been keeping a daily Journal spontaneously for 6 years now, After more than a month of flying, I’ve realized that I had so many good experiences that I would love to go back to, I’m glad I love taking pictures!!! (For remembrance), but how can I ever forget my 1st layover in Trivandrum, India – It was such a nice experience, the hotel was nice (beachfront rooms) the breakfast buffet was great… Then, (Dec.16’2006) Vienna, Austria- I wasn’t that prepared when I went there, I have no scarf & gloves with me because I wasn’t expecting the climate will be extremely cold! It’s also the day the ATM machine had taken my card because I entered wrong pin! I’ve also been to (Dec.23-24’2006) Cochin, India- Take lots of pictures, went to spa & ate in an Indian restaurant. Bahrain- night stop in Intercontinental Hotel, It was less than 4 hours stay and as usual I didn’t sleep, I take pictures instead… (Dec.30-31’2006) Kuala Lumpur- We just stayed in Pan Pacific Airport hotel no much scenery for picture taking but I enjoyed my duty free shopping there, bought lots of groceries & perfumes… (January 3-6’2007) Finally, I got Manila flight! After 3 months of being away to my family… When we landed NAIA, I’m so excited to go to our hotel (Crowne Plaza Galleria) because my family is waiting in the lobby… Though I’m so sleepy & tired due to 9hrs flight from Doha to Manila, still my Manila stay are worth it… 1st night went to mall & had a body massage at Fitness First then sleep for awhile went to Antipolo Church with my family to attend mass at 4am & also had breakfast… Then went to my dentist, Optical shop had a contact lens upgrades, beauty salon, groceries & went shopping again! After Manila, I had a 4 days off & Standby before my flight to (January 11-12’2007) Bangkok, Thailand- Went to Mall & went to spa for Jetlag massage, Sleep at around 2am woke up around 5am, since I can’t sleep anymore, I used the Hotels’ Steam bath & Sauna then Swimming all by myself! I went to the spa again for foot massage.. Since they don’t accept Qatar Riyals, I withdraw money from the ATM machine & forgot my ATM card! (Here we go again) After spa walk around again & bought some groceries & ate at Thai restaurant.. Arrived Doha at almost 1am of January 13, still have my Doha-Dubai-Doha turn around departure at 8:30pm later evening! Then arrived Doha at 12:30am of January 14 still have my double sectorflight! Doha-Abu Dhabi-Doha- Kuwait-Doha! My pick up time is 11:30am! Spent 3 hours in Abu Dhabi Duty free, bought some perfumes then, Arrived Doha at 11:50pm It’s my 1st time to spent my entire week flying without sufficient rest.. Thank God my double sector was delayed so they just cancelled my next morning flight to Riyadh or else I won’t be able to sleep again & 

I don’t know what will happen next…   Despite of sleepless nights, turning day into night & having abnormal sleeping patterns, I honestly feel so lucky & privilege having all these things so I might as well share it with you… I’m exploring different countries & being paid to do it, and because only few jobs offer the chance to work in a different environment every day, with different scenery, surrounded by different faces, Try many cuisines all over the world, shopping in different destinations & take lots of pictures in different scenery, having discounts in some business establishments- restaurants & shops including duty free with our I.D, But the biggest benefit of all is walking through the airport in uniform, head held high, pulling wheeled flight trolley, and having people look admiringly at you… If you fly internationally as a flight attendant, the world will be your playground, you can go virtually anywhere on vacation!

International Career, More Blessed life: Worth waiting for…

Published July 23, 2006 by starvillanueva

It was April 25’2006- when I submitted my resume at International Placement Agency through email they replied after 2 days saying that I should proceed to Physical Screening and Initial Interview, April 27’ 2006- I went to the Agency wearing corporate attire as required, they checked my skin, teeth, height & weight, luckily I have no noticeable blemish & my weight are proportioned to my height. I passed the physical screening and scheduled me for interview. April 28’ 2006- I visited Our Lady of Manaoag in Pangasinan, May 3’2006- I went back to Agency for the interview, a foreigner personnel interviewed me, Ms. Jasmine told me that they will call within 4-6 weeks if I will be short-listed. Weeks has passed and I haven’t receive any call, but I didn’t lose hope, I also applied to other Airlines such as Etihad Airlines, they called me for assessment at Hyatt Hotel in Roxas Blvd, but I arrived late afternoon and it was closed already! but that didn’t discourage me!

June 23’2006- After more than a month of waiting, while my family and I are on the way to St. Jude church in Manila, I received a text message from IPAMS saying that I should report at IPAMS to pick up my Qatar Airways assessment! The messages are still in my cellphone! =) After we visited the church I received another text message from Cebu Pacific, they invited me for exams on June 26 7:30am at Training and development Center, Pasay. The exam was so hard, it’s like entering a prestigious university. It’s strictly time pressure per exam, it includes English proficiency, Analogy/Abtracts, Problem reasoning with explanation, reading comprehension, Psychology & mathematics!!! I spent 4 hours there, we were 24 taking exams then only 3 Passed, including myself, but down to 2 because the other applicant has a tattoo in her arms. So we were just 2 who passed that morning. Thank God!

I solemnly pray and offer Novena to Mother Perpetual & St. Rita (St. of Impossible.) I really want to be a Flight Attendant, My story started when I was 5 yrs old, (1990) my first trip to Singapore, California then Hawaii. Seeing and knowing the Perks & advantages of flight attendants that was enough for me! I knew what I wanted to be when I grew up, and with my almost yearly travel abroad, I have never deviated from that dream! Finally my chance came. I’m 21, old enough and just graduated a 4 years degree of B.A Communication Arts last April 1’2006.

June 30’2006- Qatar Airways workshop & Assessment held in New Manila, QC. The Flight attendant recruiters are British, Egyptian and Indian national (No Filipino). First they orient us, some discussion, Question & Answer, etc… Then they gave us comprehensive English Proficiency exam, while taking the exam they called the applicants by number, one by one… (I still recall my badge number 42!) Then they once again measure the height, weight, teeth and they will ask you some personal questions to test communication skills, They even asked if I was wearing contact lens, I replied yes, because I’m near sighted. After the exam they will check the papers then divide us to 3 groups for group dynamics, they gave us 3 situations & problems, on where we must contribute our ideas and point of views while the recruiters are evaluating us. The time has come, they will already announce the chosen applicants, I was Chosen!!! I was the last number announced! 42! Thank God! Out of 50 applicants that morning I was one of the 8 who got chosen!!! My heart is pounding, my hand is shaking, it’s like I want to cry! While other applicants who already have experiences and currently working at Philippine Airlines & Cebu Pacific and some already applied more than 3 times already but got rejected, I can’t believe I was chosen immediately… It was one of the memorable day of my life! Then I went home and pray, it’s such a big help!

July 2’ 2006- (Sunday) After filing out the application forms given by the international airline, We went to the International placement Agency for my Panel Interview, Then Executive Interview! It’s like a Ms. Universe pageant Q & A with more than 1 interviewer. Sensing how determined and serious I was, they closed the interview saying that the decision will be out within two weeks because the authorities when they’re back in Qatar will still approve it! The following day, an unfamiliar telephone number registered my cellphone, I missed the call and didn’t bother to call back, but then the next day July 3’ 2006,the exact time when I was reading a prayer book, the same number called me. If I’m not mistaken her name is Ms. Feyolla- an Egyptian. She said, “Hi, Estrellita!? If we will accept you, we would like you to know that colored hair is prohibited” I said “Oh, no Problem!” She said, Ok, great! Have a great day”.

A week came, and another week. It’s really hard to wait! Most especially when you didn’t know yet what you’re waiting… I was wondering why it took almost 3 weeks already, what went wrong, A time comes that I couldn’t stand the suspense any longer – I called the Agency to know if the results are out already! Finally, July 19’ 2006 (Wednesday) out of my despair – I received a text message that I should call the Agency regarding Qatar Airways application, I was inside the car that time, so I used my cellphone to call them, This was the big moment! They informed me the schedule of orientation & requirements that I should bring because I’m already accepted as FLIGHT ATTENDANT to an International Airline! I had finally received the answer I wanted to hear – I got the job!

*** “Prayer is a big help, keep believing, just have faith, don’t’ lose hope in achieving your goals in life, don’t let yourself be distracted because you know yourself better!!! Always remember that Everything’s happen for a reason, Time will come that it’s your time to shine so Dream big! & you’ll go far!” –Star