I heard with trepidation the supervising officer’s sharp voice, “Mollie Apuya, in my office this instant.”
I hastily wiped my hands in my large white working apron as I abandoned my hand washing sink and rushed to the other side of the large ‘classroom’ where the office of Miss Renata Vigo, my immediate supervising officer, was behind a glass panel.
I slightly curtseyed in front of her saying in my trained voice, “Yes Ma’am, you asked for me, Ma’am!”
“Yes, Mollie, I asked for you because I have news,” she looked at me as my legs started trembling, what news I started wondering. At this stage in my life any kind of news was scary for me. What next I wondered?
“There is a job offer for you from
She said that phrase looking at me expectantly. It was well known to all
students at Singapore Manila’s state-run Housemaids Academy
that to get a job in
was quite prestigious for a maid. Much better than those harsh Middle Eastern
Muslim countries. Singapore