6. Early Tumult!

Aug 08, 2015

6. Early Tumult!

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The fish and the dam:  The “law of unintended consequences”. Clean hydroelectric power and its collateral damage to fish.  Are such “developments” eventually going to destroy life itself?

Jobs: Did you have a menial job that you hated but later look back on as a great learning experience?

In your teens…were you separated from others by your family or economic circumstances?  Did this “exclusion” drive you to “succeed”?

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  1. Jean Sozio Says: October 22, 2015 12:11 am

    1. ??? Good question. “Man does not live by bread alone but by every word from the mouth of God”. As long as we have water, flour, fire, and the Bible we have hope. Also given the account in the Bible of the coming rapture – “it will be a day like any other day” I don’t believe life will cease until the end of Armegedon 1,000 years later.
    2. My first job was at a Fortune 500 company in an entry-level position. I was challenged daily to master form and technique – skills I applied throughout many capacities of my career.

  2. Bluefish62 Says: December 31, 2015 9:44 am

    1. A definite conundrum this one continues to be. There is always a response or outcome, either positive or negative, to anything man tries to fix! Because as human beings we are self-centered and obviously, saving some energy is more important than tending to the wildlife in our environment. It’s a bit two-faced in my opinion. To care about energy and not about the creatures said “energy saving” contraptions destroy? Hum. I guess if all the fish are gone, what will one cook with all the energy saved? Just sayin…
    2. My first job was as a waitress in a little diner up in Kansas when I was in the 10th grade. I did enjoy that job and loved my $.35 cent tips! Plus the apron was cute….It was a place that no longer exists, due to racial connotations possibly. Not sure. It was called “Sambos.” Similar to a Denny’s nowadays. Sooooo, during my Junior year we moved to Texas to the largest military base! Ft. Hood, Texas. I was 15 and not old enough to be a server (party waiter) at the Officer’s Club. I took the only job they had and for which I qualified for; the dishwasher position. Now my Dad was an officer you see, but I wasn’t too proud. That dishwashing machine remains to this day the largest I have ever seen in a restaurant. The pre-dish track was around 12 feet long leading into the massive machine. The dishes exited in the next room. This is where the huge sinks were located. Where one would be sentenced to hours of washing the evenings huge pots and pans! I was a bit of a “looker” back then, kind of like a Barbie doll I guess. You know someone who you would NEVER think would take that kind of job. Party waiters and other staff would literally stand there and gawk at me! They wondered why I was washing dishes. I was always like,,,,hey it’s a job! Get out of the way or start spraying those plates off!
    Now, I’m not saying it was all fun and games. I was quit ticked that they wouldn’t just let me wait tables and when I was left alone, night after night, to wash all the pans, by myself, I often became quite angry. It would take me HOURS because I would first finish all the china and silver and then move to the pots room. The dreaded pots room.The chefs and cooks said goodbye glibly, probably thinking I would never return the next day. Well, you know me. Miss.Stubborn. So it was hours of me, the pots, the water, soap, wet clothes, some music from my radio, my anger, and silent determination. Some nights I would not finish until 12AM. This is late when you have first period at 7AM the next morning.
    I am always glad I took this job because as you see, I have helped open two restaurants since then and been in management. As a manager, I always sat with the dishwasher and asked them. What can I do to make your job easier. Your job is very important, so let’s fix any issues. Had I not had that job way back then, I’m not sure I would have had that type of compassion. And I was also able to relate to my employees by saying,,,hey I’ve done this job before! It’s hard! Although I have washed a jillion dishes as a mother, it’s very different in the commercial industry and dishwashers are often looked down on and treated like crap. I’m out to rid the world of such nonsense.
    3. Wow, I could write a book. Moving so many times meant I had NO network, NO friends, NO boyfriends, NONE of the same teachers,,,,well NO base to begin each school year with. It was horrifying at times, humiliating at others; as I tried to acclimate and fit in as soon as possible. Did it drive me to succeed? Absolutely. If I didn’t I would have just curled up and died I think. I became a people person through this, even though I believe I already was. This forced me to go above and beyond the norm in this area. At times, like I have said before, this drive to succeed has not always been a good thing for me! Or for others….I might add.

    Exclusion Example: My Senior year (and throughout High School ) I was involved in the Thespian group. I absolutely loved Drama; imagine that. We were performing “Roshomon” in theatre that year. I auditioned for one of the female roles. However there were only 3-4 female roles for grabs. My drama teacher, who to this day I still keep up with, was one of my “mentor’s” during this stressful year. So when the casting list was posted the next day, my name wasn’t on it. Well, imagine that! A new Senior like me wasn’t going to receive a role over the girls who had been attending the school all four years. I was crushed, as this was my last time to grab a role before I graduated. But Mr. Hunsucker pulled me aside, me with tears brimming of course and said I have something better for you. I’m making you the Student Director. At first I was like, sure whatever.

    But I tell you what, it was the most fun I ever had in Drama! I learned how to organize the lighting and crew, the makeup, wardrobe and everything that went along behind the scenes. I could run the light and sound board like a pro by the time we finished. So I SUCCEEDED despite the EXCLUSION; albeit in a different area of theatre. It truly was a blessing in disguise. I have much respect for my teacher for being honest with me back then. He never lied about it. He said I was good, but he had to give the role to girls who had been there longer than myself. I hold nothing against him and he’s still a great mentor to students in my old town.

  3. Lynn Says: February 21, 2016 10:46 pm

    The fish and the dam: There are many arenas of our environment that have been sacrificed in the “name’ of progress. I relate to what bluefish 62 shared as to the ends of helping man being a satisfactory reason to disrupt our eco-system. The end of precious lands and wildlife has come at great cost to mankind seeing all creation in a perfect balance – or as balanced as it can be with the propter care. What happened to the salmon with the infusion of machinery into the route of their life stream echoes in the mountains where clear cutting to get more lumber to build more “stuff” kills the homes of the wildlife. Pollution in the airs from various industries has, I am sure, contributed to many illnesses. I don’t know the answers but grieve at the processes that make it necessary to search for some.

    Jobs: I was fortunate with early jobs – starting with baby sitting ones in middle school and high school and saving my 50 cents an hour ( think that was the amount) until I have enough monies to buy my first major purchase: a Brownie Kodak box camera which I used for many years beyond college I was fortunate that my father paid for my college tuition and valued those years I lived with my grandmother ( the most influential person in my life). I did work all college summers except one summer where I worked (volunteered)in a small village in Mexico as part of an outreach effort (and loved it). Summer jobs were retail at a small women’s dress shop and later the children’s book department at the University of Washington Book Store. Then it was onward to my beloved teaching career. I was most blessed when it came to jobs.

    In your teens: Moving ( much as bluefish62 expressed was her life style when growing up) became harder emotionally as I got to high school. My family actually was in one location for 2 years and the plan was we’d stay for 3 which would have meant our graduating (my twin brother and I) from a high school with people we had known for 3 years!! My father got emergency orders which meant our being elsewhere my senior year. I was grieved (as only a 17 year old can be) thinking that no friendships would ever be possible in a new school. How wrong I was. I can look back to that experience as the first tangible time I can point to where God brought beauty out of the “ashes” – at least the ashes of my 17 year old expectations. The school we entered had a class of only 80 seniors; we were welcomed with warmth and care and to this day (55 years later) it is many members of that class with whom I am still in contact. I LOVED that school year!

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