It has been almost 2 months and I have delayed making the path for the car to be parked under the teachers' quarters. Every day the car is put under the scorching sun. *dislike* always feel angry at myself for delaying the work.
One Thursday two weeks ago, I went to the village to search for the 'kilang papan'. The school's office assistant pointed the direction. I failed to locate the 'kilang papan' the first trip. It was on the left behind the bushes so I did not see it.
Last week, I went again, but the boss was not in.
Yesterday, I went again.
Took one hour to choose the wood. In the end the wood was not suitable. too thin, might break easily. So this morning, I went to see the wood again.
The men working, under the hot sun :(
Thank God for man, without man, who will do this carpentry work? They could carry the big plank of wood with their bare hands. Seeing them holding the wood makes me worry about the tiny splinters that might pierce their hand.
It makes me want to have my daddy here with me in Beladin, to help me decide on the type of wood to use, the width needed for the tyres to get up the curb safely.
Another day of learning.
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