When the covid affected my county, I lost my job. It was hard. I
remember the day was February 13th. I lost everything. I was really worried
because I'm a father. I have two kids... At that moment, I used to work as a
carpenter. I lost my job.. After that, I found another job making
a mask. I don't know how to describe a person who makes clothes (tailor). So at that
moment, I found another job for making a mask to protect against covid.. 3 months
later I found my dream job I was happy. I went to work almost 2
months in that job, but then the supervisor fired me. She didn't care about
the bad moments that we were living in. Damn it. It was really painful. I was
crying. Because I'm the pillar for my family. After this, I found another
one in making furniture. And the last one is tailoring clothes. Well, it not my dream job but I like it. It's
one of my employment at the moment. While I make money, I'll save money after going
for my dream job again. GOD never abandoned my family and me. It's never been
lucky. It's always been, God.