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The Story Of My Business Journey - Part #1 (Becoming a Tailor)

When I was about to write this article, I was silent while thinking for a while. Yeah! I was confused in choosing the topic to be written. The reason is: almost all the ideas and topics of writing have been discussed in the previous article. Finally, appear my idea to write a story about my business journey. This topic is about personal stories, but hopefully, this story can be useful and be an inspiration to you all. 😊 The story of this business journey I will make in the format continued. Maybe I will write up to 10 series. Why this article series so too long? Because the story that I will tell this has lasted more than 25 years, i.e., since 1993. A very long and winding business journey. Full of joy and sorrow! Well, the story of this business journey starts from the earliest times. Namely: Becoming a Tailor (Period from 1993 to 2002). Yes! I was once a tailor (received formal/semi-formal dress). This profession takes since I was 15 years old (1993) until...

Long And Winding Road In The Valley Of Life (My Story)

After the reunion of junior high school friends held yesterday, made me remember the past. I.e., the memories when I was a teenager. The time it was the most beautiful time but was also the most challenging era of my life. I sat in junior high school between 1991 and 1993. And at that time I was a student who was 'problematic' at school. The reason is: I often do not go to school (ditching). Yeah! In the past I often not go to class, because I had to help my parents' work. My father is a tailor. He received formal/semi-formal clothing orders. He opened a sewing business in Susukan area. Its location is near the complex of the elite army (Koppasus), Cijantung East Jakarta. At that time I was 3rd grade junior (in 1993). That's when I was obliged by my father to help with his work. Dad required the assignment to me because he had not been able to hire an employee. At that time my family had just three years of migrating from our hometown in Padang to the c...