Raking - Oyeh!
That's right, no power tools for me this time around volunteering at Habitat for Humanity Toronto's biggest build. Instead, I got to use a rake! And a hose!
Today was my first day back on the site since October and I forgot just how much work it is. The day started at 8:30 a.m. with the signing of the waiver, the selecting of the hard hat and the usual safety speech. My crew leader informed us that we would be moving a pile of dirt - how exciting! I thought it'd be a piece of cake...I was wrong. Picture this: it's 34 degrees (43 with the humidity) and the sun is shinning down, I'm wearing a hard hat (remember, heat escapes through the head), jeans, and two tops. Now raking becomes the hardest job in the world. I had to take a 10 minute break after every 20 minutes of work to keep from collapsing. Despite the sweating, the dirt and my sore feet (steel toe/shank shoes are less comfortable than spiked heels), my effort (and that of my crew mates) helped make a difference - even if it was just a small one. What started as a big pile of dirt had become the base for three yards of beautiful green sod just seven hours later.
Even though I'm pretty sure I have mild heat stroke and dehydration, I'll know the pain was worth it when I see the first 10 families handed the key to their new homes tomorrow.
Today was my first day back on the site since October and I forgot just how much work it is. The day started at 8:30 a.m. with the signing of the waiver, the selecting of the hard hat and the usual safety speech. My crew leader informed us that we would be moving a pile of dirt - how exciting! I thought it'd be a piece of cake...I was wrong. Picture this: it's 34 degrees (43 with the humidity) and the sun is shinning down, I'm wearing a hard hat (remember, heat escapes through the head), jeans, and two tops. Now raking becomes the hardest job in the world. I had to take a 10 minute break after every 20 minutes of work to keep from collapsing. Despite the sweating, the dirt and my sore feet (steel toe/shank shoes are less comfortable than spiked heels), my effort (and that of my crew mates) helped make a difference - even if it was just a small one. What started as a big pile of dirt had become the base for three yards of beautiful green sod just seven hours later.
Even though I'm pretty sure I have mild heat stroke and dehydration, I'll know the pain was worth it when I see the first 10 families handed the key to their new homes tomorrow.
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