Tea Boy
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Syria at Work
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Here is the tea boy. Is he happy? I thought I was happy one day, but I forgot the meaning of happiness now. I'm thirty years old, divorced, with a five-year old kid. I left school at an early age and started working in different fields. I got married when I was twenty five and things didn't work out between me and my wife so we got divorced and she left the kid with me. She married another man after the divorce and traveled to the Gulf without asking for her son. I had to find a suitable job, so I had the chance to work in a well-known company as a tea boy. The work is not bad but tiresome. I have to wake up very early to be on time. I work eight hours a day. My job is to prepare tea and coffee in the kitchen and then serve in the departments. I am not ashamed of my work but I don't prefer it either. You meet different kinds of people in such companies. Some of them are nice and polite whereas others are rude and selfish. I have to be very cool and smile all the time but I am sure every one of them knows how I feel towards them. You will not believe it if I tell you that some of the guys in the company became my friends. We eat our breakfast together sometimes, we joke and have fun. It's nice to have friends at work but this alone is not making me satisfied. Do you know how much I get paid for this job? I get 6,000 Syrian pounds a month, which is not enough for transportation. I have to help my father in the cost of living because I am staying with my son in his house with two sisters and three brothers who are all out of school and out of work. I also have to work for my son's future which is the most important matter to me. I get exhausted by the end of the day and return back home in the evening to have a rest. Unfortunately, when I arrive home depression is added to my exhaustion. My son waits for me the whole day to ask me, "Where is mama?" and those words kill me every day. I can't tell him that your mother has left because I am poor and she couldn't live in poverty but wanted a luxurious life. One day, this kid will understand my problem and the reason why his mother left him behind. He must know the truth and he needs someone to take the place of his mother and loves him. However, I may be hurting him in this way. I thought that by marrying a woman I can solve part of this problem but I may be wrong because I am afraid that during my absence she'll be torturing the kid and hurting his feelings. Finally, I wish to say that my son can go to school and have a small loving family and a loving mother. I also wish to have my own shop no matter how small it'll be and to work in car accessories and spare parts because I worked in this field and have good experience. Moreover, a poor guy like me can't get whatever he wishes to, but at least I have faith in God and I hope that things will get better one day. - Shaline O. |
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