Does it still make sense

The other day I received an email from the director of a newspaper of Hongkong who is in charge of affairs of Southwest China. I was told to phone him as soon as possible if I had read it. I had no idea of his aim, even was a bit shocked for I almost forgot him since I left and have engaged in my own things.

For a while, I hesitated, and the scenes when I was working for him came back to me completely. He was once familiar to me, and now strange. One way or another, I made him a call.

He told that he lost track of me since I went away. At last he managed to find a classmate of mine and got my email address. He asked me to go back to work for the newspaper in Hongkong or rather for him. For the first three-month, my salary was about three hundred dollars each month, and four hundred after that.

I refused his kindness. On the one hand, the pay was not very good for me. I would only be able to deposit some chicken feed after the cost of living had been taken out of my salary. On the other hand, I’ve been busy living my dream, if I gave it up by half to do other things, perhaps I would get regret for my whole life. I don’t wanna give up my big plans of my life for other stuff. I would like to listen to my inner voice so I know what I need the most for my future.

Above all things, I don’t wanna work for the boss like a viper who speaks sweet words and break his words.

One year ago, for a time I was working for the director with great passion and expectations. As a newspaper trainee, I tried so hard to start campaigns, write stories, interview the people involved in news and other stuff for the newspaper without pay, while he was in Hongkong. He told me that he would pay me a little for my work and gave me the certification of internship which was so important for me when I was going to leave college in the last year.

Well, he gave me nothing. And now he spoke to pay me more if I’m willing to go back to work, and he can give the certification of internship any time if I need. But does that work for me now; does it still make sense when the time and the dream are not there any more.