My sister-in-law Marjorie is off to work as a domestic helper in Kuwait. Hopefully, she will have a better experience there then she had in Jeddah. She went to an employment office in Iloilo last Monday, February 1st, and she is leaving for Kuwait as an OFW (Overseas Filipino Worker) this coming February 18th. She has to report to Manila for training this coming Tuesday. That was quick! I had been online trying to get Marjorie a job in Singapore, but did receive any responses after I sent out her resume to several agencies.
Unfortunately at the age of 43 she is already ineligible to apply for more desirable locations such as Hong Kong. If there are any age discrimination laws in the Philippines as there are in the United States, I am not aware of them. Go into any SM Mall, and you will find the vast majority of the workers are younger employees. Don’t see any middle aged or older workers there like you do in a Walmart in the States.
She has been our maid in “The Compound” the past five months, and we have been paying her the above average wages for a maid here, about 60 USD a month, but cannot pay her what she will earn in Kuwait which will be around 220 USD. Her daughter, Shina, and son, Sharwin, also live with us, but she is doing what she thinks is best for her children. Her husband has been AWOL for over ten years.
My mother-in-law, The Feared Giant Lizard Killer, has sold one of her “emergency cows” (cows she has at her cousin’s farm that are held in reserve for emergency cash situations) to help Marjorie get to Manila, and get a medical exam before she leaves for Kuwait. Fortunately, the agency that has hired my sister-in-law is not charging a placement fee because the need for domestic helpers in Kuwait, and the whole Middle Eastern region, is so great.
My twin nieces Michelle and April will be leaving in a couple of months to be with their Mom, and will attend college in Manila. So “The Compound” is losing three of its crew. Total people living here will now be 11. Only will be five people in our house. Tatay (Dad) is still in the back nipa hut collecting a bunch of tuba wine. My sister-in-law and brother-in-law, along with their three kids, are in the front bamboo nipa hut. Life goes on, but sometimes, for many, it is a hard life.