Secret # 1

I have always dreamt of becoming an entreprenuer. I remember telling the HR manager during my first job interview that my long-term goal is to have a successful business. My Big Dream is to have a profitable and helpful-to-my-employees/partners/family/clients-and-society business. I want to be my own boss, so I can spend more time with my family. I've always thought that if I were the boss, my little Lois could tag along with me during office hours and no one would complain. I could even be setting up, before her impressionable mind images of dedication for work, proper dealing with different people, sincere service to others and honesty. Values that I want her to have. Oh it would really be lovely!

I could also help people around me if I have my own biz. And I believe the best way to help is to equip others -teach them how to fish rather than just giving them fish. I'd be the most understanding, generous, reasonable, and approachable employer that I could be. God willing, my business would be successful enough that I can contribute to society with the products and services I'll offer. Add to that charity work which will not be as easy and grander in scale to do if I remain a rank and file bank employee.

I remember as a child I would read stories to my playmates, acting as a big sister and a teacher. (employee relationship skill showing) I loved it, though my audience didn't. In high school, I stayed away from competing academically. I loathed having to prove my self or to say I'm better than others. I think this is why I never liked contests that much. I am still to find a better use- or excuse- in order to appreciate them more. (Hmm, a reasonable sense of friendly business competition?) And perhaps, this is also the reason why at work, I never understood -until before my self-impose early retirement- why there are those people who act pleasantly towards their bosses when deep inside they'd like to smite them. (Ah, sincere customer service!) These could be the loose strings that would lead me to the beginning of my life tapestry. And once it's hung on the wall, it would be pleasing. Or maybe, even while it's being woven, it would be fun, and rewarding. What a nice thought!