It Is Only Through Work That We Learn
~Thomas A. Edison
It wasn't until that overcast day, in the heat of the summer that I truly began to get to know my grandpa. I was in that dorky out fit of a cotton tee shirt, beige hiking have shorts, broken in saddles and a salamander hat I toted everywhere. I had wanted to make a small wooden box for my cousin. I had begun to get interested in woodworking and when practically begged my mom to let me make something in my grandpas welding shop, she obliged. I was soon standing next to the dusty bench, one which gave birth to incredible creations. We had drawn out a good plan and found all the materials needed. He helped me hammer in some of my first nails, and showed me how to fix bent ones too. I learned how sand and sand and sand that day. There are no short cuts when it comes to hard work.
My grandfather is also a man that I have such a deep respect for. He made sacrifices so my Mom, two Aunts and Uncle could go to school. I would not be where I am without my grandfather, he made many sacrifices for others and lived through many hardships. He worked to put food on the table as a teenager, he created a business out of nothing and could always make people laugh. When I created my Cultural Heritage Project, I chose him, and I couldn't believe how much he had been through and kept it to himself. I was honoured to call him my grandfather. One day, a year or two later he and I spent a day making a newspaper box, designed after a box he and my mom made 35 years ago. It was another long day of hammering, chatting and laughing. The hours seemed to melt away and I learned more about him in that day than weeks of research. He told me how to make plans, be efficient and learn from my mistakes.
Having a mentor like my grandfather taught me some of my earliest lessons of work, honesty, and advice. Even in tough times my grandpa is still able to lighten the mood and chat. I do not know who I would be without my grandpa!