If the work yesterday was a frustrating misery, today’s work was like aloe vera on a pink-hot sunburn. We worked for ten hours, and in that time not a single drop of rain fell from the sky. We were able to complete all of the areas we had begun filling with concrete before today. Buttoning-up areas of work is good for the mind. Every time one looks at points of completion, there is a glimpse of the satisfaction that will come when the construction site has been transformed into a is someone’s office, or sanctuary, home or cafe.
Yesterday we had areas caving in. After today’s work there is not an earthquake on record that would bring those same areas down. Last night I could not help but think about the job site and all that we needed to do today. In my dreams last night I was mixing concrete by hand, trying to avoid some looming catastrophe. Now, thankfully, that catastrophe is buried under a few tons of steel-reinforced concrete. Rest in peace; I will tonight.
At the end of the day I gave everyone the option to work a few hours past the usual quitting time. I did not promise to pay any extra money. Two of the four men stayed with me. Sajmir was one, which did not surprise me in the least. The other person to stay was Mosi; the youngest of the three brothers who are working on the site. I was very impressed by this. I don’t think Mosi has any idea what his decision could mean for his future. Now, both Sajmir and I know who we can count on when it is time for sacrifices to be made. Mosi unknowingly proved something about his character today. Well done sir.
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