TITLE: Bag-gar
Date Made: March 2020
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“Do you think this is satisfying?” Teri’s manager asked her while looking at the bag that she made and designed for several months.
“Yes ma’am," she answered.
“Really? Well for me, it is not.” The manager continued examining the bag, finding for even one positive characteristic of it.
“You can now get out of my office. Go home and make a new one, or else, I will fire you,” she continued.
Teri moved out of the office with tears running out of her eyes. This is not the first time her manager treated her that way and that is the feeling that she hates the most- the feeling of being worthless because of the things that she creates, especially where she exerted much effort are just considered as a trash.
After that scenario, Teri decided to resign, but she wants to bring the bag with her.
When her manager went home, she took the opportunity to go into its office. There she saw its secretary, cleaning the table of the manager.
She searched for the bag but she couldn’t find it.
“Miss, have you seen a silver bag?” Teri asked the secretary.
“Yes ma’am. Miss Reyes ordered me to throw it, so I did."
Teri didn’t know what to react, she just found herself running towards the garbage bin in the garden of the company.
When she reached the garden, she saw nothing in the bin. She felt sad after realizing that the garbage truck gathered all the garbage a while ago.
She cried because she don’t know where to find it. She felt weak of the thought that she only wasted her time and efforts for that bag that was treated like a trash.
Teri kept on searching for the bag but she couldn’t find it. One day, Teri was about to ride a vehicle when suddenly, she saw something familiar- a beggar who is obviously finding what she could get from the bunch of garbage at the side of the road, wearing a silver bag at its back, shining against the moonlight.
Teri stopped and walked closer to the beggar. There she confirmed that the bag carried by it, is the bag that she made- unique, splendid, and limited; the bag which she gave all her efforts through the making, the bag that she’d been looking for the whole time.
“Excuse me” Teri said, interrupting the beggar.
The beggar stood up and gave her a confusing look.
“May I ask where did you get that bag?” Teri pointed the bag at the back of the beggar.
“I just saw it. It’s pretty, right?” the beggar smiled proudly.
“Can I have it? I’ll pay you on whatever amount you want,” Teri said.
“No. I won’t exchange this with everything,” the beggar responded.
“Why? Do you think that bag is satisfying?” Teri asked.
The beggar nodded.
“Why do you say so?” Teri asked, finding for an impressive answer for her not to get the bag.
“I always feel ashamed of myself, because I carry many burdens and problems, and literally, food coming from garbage bins. These things makes people look at me like as if they are getting rid of my existence. Not until I saw this bag, this is the only thing I am proud of carrying of. I really want to thank the person who made this. I think she is amazing, like this bag,” the beggar said with confidence.
Teri was shocked on what she heard. She hugged the beggar with tears in her eyes.
She didn’t expected that the thing that she values the most is in the hands of the one who really appreciates it- in the hands of a beggar.
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