One of my colleagues is a very fine lady. She has everything perfect. Her home, kids, family, jobs, herself, everything in place. She strives towards the same and takes pride in presenting the perfect picture. She proposed the theory, that she kind of believes in.
There is one queen bee, one female who is so much capable to do everything and be the queen. She is the queen. She will order and the drones (males) should be working for her.
In modern world it may translate to the men working, bringing wages home while she (actually) takes care of the home. That is quiet a possibility.
Each family has a possible arrangement where there is a division of labour which entitles them the duty that they perform. Not every household follows this rule.Not every place could have a queen bee who is well aware of her responsibility and work accordingly. Quiet a few people do have the patience to wait endlessly for the Drones to work.
My daughter said, mom, I will be the Queen bee.
Not sure if that can still be possible. The colleague mentioned above also does a lot of hard work to put things in place. To be perfect.
I am not and cannot be the Queen Bee. Who take rest and gets the drones to work. I have learned working hard from my working mother. That's all I know how to do. I cannot manipulate the Drones to work. I could not get my husband working. He chose to take no responsibility at all. I had no choice but to function on both ends. I had a little mouth to feed, like the sparrow who gets food for her kids after a day's hard work. That makes me less available as the mother, but i am satisfied that I am feeding my little one. Thats all I can do.
I think I am the Drone, working for myself - the Queen Bee.
I think I still do it, maybe that's why I am best at it. And maybe I am good at it hence I keep doing it.
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