I Am A Child Of An OFW

My father keeps his responsibility to help our family back home by sending money to sustain our basic needs and augment my mother’s income. Quite often, my father is able to send us boxes of numerous items such as cell phones, laptops, clothes, shoes, and some chocolates. Because of this, many people assume that having a parent working abroad is like a chosen one who has a carefree lifestyle.

For the reason that a parent who works abroad could sustain not merely the basic needs of their family members along with infinite wishes. Even the barkadas of their children felt inferior once they see new gadgets of their children and wishing their father or mother can work overseas in order to have those materials.

Those scenarios are absolutely distinct in my predicament. I always ask a question, “Does a child of an OFW have better lifestyle in comparison to the life of a child who is usually with her father?” I answer it with an absolute opposition.

Being a child of an OFW doesn’t all suggest that you have got a great life. The reality is you have a dismal moment than those children living with their parents. Indeed, you can agree that a child of an OFW could possibly get all the material things she wants in this world. However, have you tried to ask yourself, “Am I Happy?” You can also answer this inquiry.

I am a certified child of an OFW with emotional restriction towards my condition without my father. My father is still working abroad to support our basic needs. He always believes that if he continues to work abroad he is able to provide us with a better life. Subsequently, my life has changed. Several things have been transformed. Endless problems were settled. Hardships were exceeded. Undesirable influences were avoided. Adventures were experienced. All of these are simply challenges to exhibit my strengths and conquer my weaknesses. Additionally, there are occasions that I’d rather tend to sleep until my father will come back. But having faith on God and setting up confidence in myself, here I am, dealing with all the tests that I must carry out without the physical help of my supportive father.

It’s been almost six years since my father waved his hand, saying goodbye as he entered a public van heading to Cebu. In contrast to other OFWs who’ve better lives because of their struggles, there’s nothing has changed in our financial condition due to the fact that my father’s remittance is not adequate. We’re still coping our basic needs. It doesn’t matter with this condition. It’s not the reason for me to lose hope. Our current condition serves as a motivation for me to study hard and hopefully I’m able to compensate the hardships and sacrifices of my father.

That is my life as a child of an OFW. As long as my father continues to work for us, though he is still a TNT overseas worker in Singapore because he was taken advantage of his former taxi company. I will strive to do my very best to finish my studies and help him.

Now that you’ve learned how I live as a child of an OFW. I have tough obstacles to cope with. I miss my father. I am longing for his presence. I would like to touch his palm and feel its roughness because of his diligence. I need to inform him that we don’t need a lot of money, just enough to support our basic needs. All I want is his hug, a pleasant way of showing how he loves and cares for me.

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