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Penning my story 5: Rejection

 

Hey Loves…..
When I found out our new CEO and my mentor who has risen to become PS in maritime affairs had decided to step in and tirelesly try and find my team and I sea-time to accumulate the required experience, I was absolutely elated! One of those few moments you celebrate women who get to the top and help the rest up the success ladder. Anyway for those who have followed Penning My story series would understand what it meant to me. I was overwhelmed with Joy. Even though this was coming two years later, it was better late than never. I was going to sea and I was going to settle for nothing less than a Full captain even though it meant 36months at sea awaits me. I was not settling for Mediocrity.

Now fast forward to a few months ago, we receive positive response from different shipping companies and before we know it we are sending CV’s and filling in employment forms. I got so excited that I end up telling my entire clique I will be going back to sea soon, just waiting on my contract. Then the first blow comes, company policy; ‘we do not employ women’. It hits home and that night I cry like my entire world just crashed right in front of me. By the time the second rejection came my way, crying was a non-issue and sulking was going to be the last thing on my mind, now I was angry. I was so angry I could not even go through the day without bashing any man who tried to help me. I remember telling myself how I will tell my daughters not to work so hard, and that being zealous made no difference in life for as long as they were female they were disadvantaged.

As I continued being angry at the entire male species, I came across a quote, ‘Fate whispers to the warrior, you cannot withstand the storm and the warrior whispers back, I am the storm’…. I had to hit the brakes, why was I so angry? What good was it doing to me?

You see, she had faced rejection, not once, not twice…

She learnt how to smile through it all.

She wasn’t sure if it was her gender or her African roots…

All she knew is she didn’t need to face the storm…

She needed to be the storm…

I have learnt that rejection should not be faced with questions and a series of melancholic social media posts, but should be faced with solutions. Be the storm. When rejected, don’t whine and wallow in self-pity because as you do so the world is soaring and time is passing you by…remember it’s their loss they rejected you, become a force to reckon and fix it so that no one else gets rejected on the same grounds.

Finally, always remember to smile through it all and when the wind doesn’t blow your way during the storm, simply adjust your sails.

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3 Comments

  • Reply Janet February 4, 2017 at 6:47 pm

    What a powerful post. Honest and raw. Be the storm, it’s the season. You are so much bigger than those that choose to stereotype women. Sail, Liz, sail away and sail far our! We’re rooting for you ❤❤❤

  • Reply Sheyce February 4, 2017 at 9:32 pm

    it feels like u just spoke to me.. its deep and speaks the truth ..its inspiring and encouraging ..

    Sail ..sail and smile through it all..

  • Reply Zubeda March 24, 2017 at 9:19 am

    Thanks for sharing this post. Very inspiring. No self pity and question.

    Am loving your posts and everything!

    http://www.theirsmallworld.com

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