This author is currently on hiatus for the ignoble cause of mugging. The public is advised to remain calm, as this routine protocol has been shown to have no effect on one's violent tendencies in 96% of cases.
| Tuesday, November 21, 2006 |
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Well yeah, i'm bound to have to start a post on the December holidays. And Hwachong starts the holidays at around the end of October, which is one week ealier than that of RI's, and two weeks earlier than primary schools'. Boo-yah. And yes, holidays are boring. Staying at home for two months with absolutely no homework is kinda sian. Last year, i still had to return to school daily for gymnastics training, so my schedule was quite full with no room for feeling idle. but now that the competitions are over and i'm not taking part in the next one, i only have to return to school once a week (or less) for gym training. which means a sudden heck load of free time. And thus, to help me fill up my free time, my mum gets me to go to her office to help her do work. Mind you, its not the usual sit-in-air-conditioned-room-and-type-out-reports sort of work, its manual labour. (Well, she gets to work in the air-conditioned office, but since she's the lady boss, that can't be helped.) So almost every morning if there's no outings or whatever, my mum will fetch me to the industrial workplace. I follow her up to her office, grab my gear (actually its just a pair of gloves), and head downstairs to the workshop to start work. Usually, I do the "easy" stuff like bending metal bars, cutting wire mesh, riveting etc. The really manual stuff like carrying heavy equipment, the other workers take care of it. But its quite boring, since the work usually gets repetitive after some time. Of course, handing all the metal and machinery does have its dangers. I can't recall how many times i've been jabbed by the sharp edge of the galvanized iron wire mesh, cut by metal strips, or had blisters on my hand after using the cutter for too long a time. But that's nothing compared to the injuries the otehr workers get. Just today, my grandfather (who also works there) had two of his fingers smashed by a heavy wood plank out of a little carelessness. He ended up with quite a lot of blood and bandaged fingers. Luckily, i haven't suffered anything beyong scratches, cut, bruises and blisters...yet. Depending on my mum's mood, my work day ends at about 12.30 pm (lunch break for the workers) and i can head home (by bus of course.) Otherwise, if she wants me to do more work, ill have to stay till past 3. Oh, you ask, do i get paid? Yep, free lunch and that's about it. |
'Twas teh winnar at 11:39 pm.
