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We are often taught to respect cultural differences, so this time I will be sharing to you our very own Filipino culture.
The story begins when I post my picture in a social media together with a friend.
This was taken in a classroom of our coteacher , we just felt like having a pose with the background decor for the students' Christmas party, and it was the last day of classes.
Unknowingly, this picture brought chaos in our village where I came from. This sparkled rumors among our relatives, more disturbed was my mom who is so religious and values dignity the most.
Three days after, I went home to the village for a usual family gatheing during Christmas. When I arrived home, I blessed the hands of my mom but I sensed something different in her face as if she's not happy seeing me. I turned looking around my siblings and cousins as I wonder what was on the atmosphere that even their faces had something to convey. But they just starred at me as if they neglected my curiosity with no words to say.
We just climbed up with the kids and organized our baggage in the room. When we all set our things, my close first degree cousin approached me inviting to go to her house, so we went there and she told me about the story. Through this picture my mom was so annoyed believing the guy is my boyfriend, that time I was in the midst of pain because of my husband's break up.
I was not aware that my mom just have an account on the social media created by my niece. Upon seeing that picture she hurriedly went out and awakened my cousin with shedding tears telling I put myself and my family on shame, of having no value to my reputation, stepping my profession being a teacher. I was so shocked with the news, but of no guilt I remained calm as I explained them especially my mother who never slept for three nights because of the accusation. My dear Steemians, don't just judge me but please listen as I introduce to you the man on the picture by showing to you the next picture.
His name is Daomanni, my coteacher hired four years now. Biologically He by sex, She by gender. A happy person in real life, when calling me for help I already knew what's the problem, and it's lovelife/boyfriend and nothing more. Hope, upon seeing this second picture of ours taken with the costume for the Teacher's Nite presentation, like my family you will also be convinced that I still value dignity and still a model being an educator.
While other countries practised divorce, our culture here is more on the preservation of marriage but unluckily I'm one of those few couples who got separated. It seems that a wife here of a broken family is likely cursed by those judgemental people. But I tried moving on and to have a normal life with my children.