Hello, my name is Janice, and this is my short story…
I was bred and raised in the Philippines for a third of my life. Surrounded by family and friends, lived in relative upper-middle class comforts (sans our own bathroom), grew to love nature and simple living in the province, and learned to adapt to a bustling city life in Manila – I was quite a happy kid.
Uprooted after graduating elementary school (that’s 6th grade), I boarded a plane for the first time and flew for 15 hours over the Pacific Ocean. I threw up a few times and my ear hurt. With a layover in Hawaii, I slept at McDonald’s and don’t remember much else of the rest of the flight to LAX.
Visions of white picket fenced houses where all Americans are supposed to live, soaring skyscrapers where they’re all supposed to go to work, and pristine beaches where they’re all supposed to play…were all crushed as soon as I woke up in the middle of the Mojave Desert, where my dad bought our first house.
But I made do and I had some of the best years of my life there until high school. I learned about different races, what cuss words mean, which gangs are at war with each other, what cliques exist at school, what ditching means, how addicting McDonald’s fries are, how to drive, made BFFs, played and grew to love volleyball, started my medical career, had my first job, had my first boyfriend and heartbreak, and loved my first and only dog – in the small dust bowl that was my first American home.
Instead of joining the Air Force, which I wanted but my dad didn’t, I enrolled and graduated from the UC system with a B.A. in Sociology and a Minor in Education. I said, “Please sir, may I have another?” And bam! Another year and I had a Master’s in Education and a CA Teaching Credential. Oh, and even though my dad thought all Vietnamese men were pimps, I still got engaged to one! (I guarantee you that my Darling Husband is no pimp – and my Darling Dad knows this now too.)
A wedding and a baby later, I took a job as a teacher at a Catholic Elementary School in the Archdiocese of L.A. As a bonus in my last year there, I guess because some people thought I was either cool enough or no one else wanted to do the work, I also became the Vice Principal of Academic Affairs.
Did I mention I was supporting my family and my husband who was taking his Doctor of Physical Therapy degree at the same time? Well, as soon as he was done, we had our 2nd kid, I quit my job, and started homeschooling our first.
Then we had a third and fourth kid. Which brings us to NOW.
I started blogging three years ago under another domain. Although I had many followers there and learned so much about Blogger, WordPress, and Social Media in that place, it didn’t feel right for me.
So I started this blog from scratch. It was a big leap, but I feel my heart in this one. I hope to meet and keep new friends through here. Because, if you’re a SAHM like me, you know just how small (and sometimes lonely) the world can be. But the internet is a place with no walls. And I’m hoping that more of you will stay and join me in my piece of interwebs and become my friend. 🙂
Nice to meet you. Please DO say hello too!