He who laughs, lasts!
Written by: The Bridge on Wednesday, May 17th, 2006
The other day, my Mom and me decided to go checking up on what the men were doing. We strolled down to the mill where they were working on the grader. As we got closer, we heard Paul Vetter and my Dad laughing so loud. We looked at each other, and Mom wondered what brought that on; she commented on how good it was to hear dad laugh like that. They stood there, laughing and laughing; they could only say one word! “Africa!” I whipped out my little camera, because, pictures are always good. Eventually, we figured out that they were trying to loosen a bolt. To loosen it, they wanted to heat it up so it would expand. They wheeled over the torch then looked for a sparker. There were three. The first one didn’t work, the second one didn’t work and then of course, the last one didn’t work either! The flints were missing, and because the choice for them was to either become frustrated or to laugh, they laughed! It was good to see them get rid of some of the stress with a good laugh. When they were done laughing, Paul Vetter went for some burning wood and paper from the palm nut fires, when that went out, without having lit the torch, Eman brought some more. They got it lit, and with just enough oxygen in the tank they managed to heat the bolt enough to turn it.
By the sound of things, this was just one of many similar experiences. Because the lock on the tool room door at the mill was broken when we arrived, there were hardly any tools left in it. When Paul Vetter found his tire hammer from last year on the opposite end of the hof in the maintenance building, he was overjoyed! He held on to it as if he would never let it go again! The one and only other hammer on the community, we have here in the house. We dare not lend it to anyone, for fear they might lose it. We had a close call when Lance dropped it in the cistern while he was fixing something on the roof, but they managed to fish it out of the algae with a hoe. I watched one of the guys working on a motorcycle the other day. He was using a medical syringe to grease things. I found myself thinking, “Our sewing room is better equipped”. Around here, when people want to hammer something, they often use a piece of scrap metal, something equally hard and with the right shape.
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On: 18th May, 2006 at 07:56
I’m sure your dad often things about all the stuff he has in storage here in the Allbarn and wishes he could fill a couple more containers.
Wishing you all the best! God bless!
l. wurz said:
On: 18th May, 2006 at 19:10
Interesting blog! I wish you the best of luck!
On: 19th May, 2006 at 12:57
With your blogs, one can get a real clear picture of day to day living in Palmgrove. I liked you title for this blog, “he who laughs, lasts!”
Things are getting hot here at home too, I reckon not like in Africa, but hot to us! Actually it’s been getting hot rather slowly, still quite cool sometimes, which is fine because there are no mosquitoes yet! Unheard of!
Keep on looking on the bright side! Thinking of you all
Amanda /Brocket said:
On: 19th May, 2006 at 22:35
It’s wonderful to hear all that you are doing in and to experience what life is like in Palmgrove through your entries. I can almost hear the men laughing and the children singing.
Keep up the good work and May God Bless all your efforts.
On: 20th May, 2006 at 12:37
Figured I’d use this, he who laughs last blog for this factual and humors little story.
This was written by a black gentleman here in our western world
When I born, I black
When I grow up, I black
When I go in sun, I black
When I cold, I black
When I scared, I black
When I sick, I black
And when I die, I still black
You white folks……..When you born, you pink
When you grow up, you white
When you go in sun, you red
When you cold, you blue
When you scared, you yellow
When you sick, you green
When you bruised, you purple
And when you die, you gray
So now, who you wanna call colored?
On: 20th May, 2006 at 12:54
I applaude this positive attitude in such negative situations. If they always make such wise choices then there is no doubt what they do will prosper. Those are surely fruits of the Holy Spirit working in you. May your cup be filled to running over.