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In my country every kid had to do some internship as a teen (from school), I remember carrying half a ton of tiles into the third floor with no elevator while m
by atoav 2y ago
In my country every kid had to do some internship as a teen (from school), I remember carrying half a ton of tiles into the third floor with no elevator while my collegues told me about doing nothing in their boring office jobs.
At least I learned how to lay tiles in bathrooms.
It wasn't as if I didn't plan to study before, but this gave me some respect for those doing that kind of construction work. It was hard, but mentally it was harder to work with troubled kids.
- MrMcCall 2y agoI moved a three-foot-high stack of 4x8' sheetrock from one section of strip mall through the gap in the uncovered metal studs to the next one over, maybe 10ft away. Sheetrock is heavy and unwieldy. Such mindless (but necessary) work. Unforgettable. So, yeah, I've got much respect for our hard working brothers and sisters, even if I only did it for a summer. But I have even more respect for you, friend. Trying to help troubled kids is infinitely more difficult and, I imagine, draining. I hope you feel the joy of your (perhaps rare) successes in helping another human being feel like someone cares about them. My father, after retiring from his outstanding 21yr enlisted Navy career, finished his teaching degree summa lum laude. His student teaching semester was in a "last chance" high school, where a student got in his face one day. He took his degree and got a job driving heavy equipment like graders for a construction firm. He was/is far too old-school for that shit. Peace be with you, friend.