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Foreign But Not Strange

(June 2010)

It was another typical late afternoon where everybody gets along after a long day of work when a bad day finds its way in surprise. Be numb and be dumb that´s how to play some game otherwise become a sentimental fool. I have sacrificed a lot and flown a long way to get into my dreamland so I was literally prepared mentally and physically ready to face the humps and bumps of my professional career. Be it foreign to the workplace but definitely I´m not a stranger to this profession. In that sense, it instantly becomes useless to stoop down into the improvident level where few junk heads reign.

Though most house rules do not emphasize to impose the practice of respect and courtesy between house members because it is given common sense, it´s still Golden Rule after all. Well…Being imperfect creations, it is acceptable that lapses can inevitably occur at anytime in no intention unless it happens in a regular pattern, that´s another story. That´s why there is simply no point of becoming sensitive to other people´s insensitivity.

I just thought…Does skin color still matter in the west side world giving others lesser privileges?

To answer my own question, No! I don´t think so. Only few unethical people happen to join a professional´s territory I guess. They are necessary characters though in order to complete every man´s success story. A certain role is inherent to play so others would grow and eventually become stronger. I recently worry no more because in every story, it´s funny that the bad guys constantly get kicked in the ass at the end.

However, today was just a total different story; started the day with a fulfilling family chat, walked out of my room with a wonderful line up of hearty breakfast waiting in my doorway, came out and saw the beautiful sunshine - with dolphins racing up against in the starboard and portside while sailing up in the rarely calm; very wide Pacific Ocean. Nothing can be more awesome than sitting and facing the view of nature´s wonder over the pilot house while maneuvering the 42-meter luxurious sea craft. Seamanship on this level simply gives a total whole new experience in the “riding aspect” (to an interior crew´s perspective). State-of-the-art Hi-tech navigation system, advanced equipment and sophisticated apparatus are simply amazing. It is not a total strange thing to see though because they can be found in magazines too; the only difference is that - I´ve literally been able to operate them this time.

Like the weather that every seafarer deals with everyday, onboard happenings are pretty unpredictable in nature yet catchable. The constant study of the weather forecast is a compelling routine that prevents occurrence of catastrophes along the way. The same principle applies in dealing with workfellows too. They can come from different walks of life apparently with different characters and orientations; it´s only a matter of apprehending one´s personality in order to avoid collision. We all share and live in the same universe which no one owns it. The coherent reason to stay out of trouble and chaos is to live up the “Ethics of Reciprocity” or so called the “Golden Rule” which simply states that “we are to treat other people as we would wish to be treated ourselves”. In that manner working could become quietly fun and productive breaking border walls. No foreigners, no strangers because everybody understands humanitarianism.

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