My own learning journey
Of late, I find myself frequently questioning my superior's take on things; work-related. I hate to think i am better than him. And frankly i block that thought. Because if i decide to think so, i cannot work for him. So i tell myself, his work attitude is better than mine. And his language ability is stronger than mine. But still, for awhile, i had been frustrated, daily having to remind myself of his good points. One day earlier this month, i was 'hit with a blow' when i found myself completely unable to accept his lack of ideas for our publication's revamp. I remembered being reduced to silence when he shared his so-called idea. Not exaggerating, but I lost my breath.
On Sunday, i was still feeling the injustice of having to be the 'manager' for my manager. But God told me that i have to pray expectantly for an outcome, and i have to pray silently (for complaining has its damages, i can be complaining for a motive, like making myself look good and i have to be conscious if i fall into that trap). Somehow after sunday's sermon, my furied soul became a little more subdued.
To date, for the purpose of our revamp, I have walked into his room countless times, impromptu, to discuss issues i have a gut that we need to discuss. From telling him how i am 'lost', till telling him today, what we have to address and how to lead our fellow editorial team members, it was a self-learning journey i had to walk alone. And only yesterday night, i discovered how i knew i became more knowledgeable (whether it's enough it's another thing.) And i think i sound cliche to say: the process is really more important than the end, as how another colleague did mention to me, and which came up in my mind again when i made the revelation.
Ok i'm not an angry person anymore.
My next lesson is to be more confident of what i have gathered and to push my own ideas in the direction i think should be not far from wrong. Wish me luck.
On Sunday, i was still feeling the injustice of having to be the 'manager' for my manager. But God told me that i have to pray expectantly for an outcome, and i have to pray silently (for complaining has its damages, i can be complaining for a motive, like making myself look good and i have to be conscious if i fall into that trap). Somehow after sunday's sermon, my furied soul became a little more subdued.
To date, for the purpose of our revamp, I have walked into his room countless times, impromptu, to discuss issues i have a gut that we need to discuss. From telling him how i am 'lost', till telling him today, what we have to address and how to lead our fellow editorial team members, it was a self-learning journey i had to walk alone. And only yesterday night, i discovered how i knew i became more knowledgeable (whether it's enough it's another thing.) And i think i sound cliche to say: the process is really more important than the end, as how another colleague did mention to me, and which came up in my mind again when i made the revelation.
Ok i'm not an angry person anymore.
My next lesson is to be more confident of what i have gathered and to push my own ideas in the direction i think should be not far from wrong. Wish me luck.

