From left: Katherine, Sarah, Anis, demonstrator (dunno his name :P)Phew! Alhamdulillah, finally I finished my 3-day mechanical workshop. What an exhausting period! For the first time in my life, I needed to do cutting, welding, bending, molding, using heavy, giant machines who have threatened many lives. Thank God coz throughout the workshop, nothing bad happened to me. Just that, I got a 'handmade' brooch on my scarf. Hahaha... A piece of soft metal sticked on my scarf when it was still hot. It is still on the scarf and I decided to make it as a memory. :)
On the first day of the workshop, I came 5-minute late and was so embarrassed to say "Sorry, I'm coming late" to the demonstrator and the other team members. Huahuahua... Amat memalukan. Then again, I came to the room very, very late. One hour late coz I thought the demonstrator said to take a break from 10 to 12pm, but actually from 10 to 11am. That's why when I entered the room, everyone looked at me strangely. Suddenly, the demonstrator called me out, asking why I came late. I told him about the misunderstanding and he forgave me for that.
Another thing I couldn't forget was when he asked me to take off my sweater as it was going to be dangerous to wear when dealing with machines. So, I took it off thou' I felt heavy-hearted to do so. After that, he looked at my scarf and asked me to take it off too. But this time, I told him I couldn't do it. But he told me that it was for my safety. Again, I insisted on putting it on. Since he seemed understood, he asked me to wear an overall which for him was the solution. So I put it on.
After the practice time, it came to the real session where everyone must make their own hammer and another thing that I forgot its name. I was being partnered with the only senior in our team who was a 3rd. Pro student. He taught me lots on how to use the machines, etc. At first, the sound and speed of the machines made my hair stood. But as time went by, I got used to the machines and became more confident to use 'em. To tell the truth, it was not easy to work in a factory. Accidents can just happen without one's expectation. That's why safety always comes first. Thank God coz all of the team members gave their co-operations and helped me lots throughout the workshop. Indirectly, the workshop boosted in developing our friendship. We know each other better, really. I was pretty happy in the workshop, tho many people thought it was like in hell.
I still remember when the demonstrator all of sudden hugged me, just to say very good. He even put his arm on my shoulder when speaking to my partner. Selamba giler... I couldn't say no coz it just happened out of blue. As long as he didn't do something beyond that, it's still ok. Another unforgettable moment was when my partner who was HE, suddenly touched my covered chest just to tell me that there was a piece of steel on my scarf. He actually tried to take it off from my scarf, but it was already sticked there. He was so patient, anyway. I asked him so many questions about handling the machines and he just answered all of my questions very well. He even helped me with welding. I still remember he went to my place to see how I was going with the welding. He showed me how to weld in a straight line and continuously. At least, through the workshop I had experienced wearing a welding helmet, using a special thing to weld, feeling the hotness of the welded steel plate (very, very hot that I could feel it underneath my gloves).
One thing I realized in the workshop about myself is that, I am actually not gentle. As a matter of fact, most of the procedures in the workshop needed the gentleness of the maker. Say, when I cut a steel rod, I must make sure that I rolled the measuring roller gently. I failed to do it very often that I realized I'm not gentle actually. Hahaha... What a ridiculous confession! Kwank, kwank, kwank... Look 'gentle' but actually not gentle. LOL!
All in all, I should appreciate everything I obtained in the workshop as an addition value to my life as an engineering student and as a human. It's not easy to be an 'iron man'. Strong body and mental are necessary.
On the first day of the workshop, I came 5-minute late and was so embarrassed to say "Sorry, I'm coming late" to the demonstrator and the other team members. Huahuahua... Amat memalukan. Then again, I came to the room very, very late. One hour late coz I thought the demonstrator said to take a break from 10 to 12pm, but actually from 10 to 11am. That's why when I entered the room, everyone looked at me strangely. Suddenly, the demonstrator called me out, asking why I came late. I told him about the misunderstanding and he forgave me for that.
Another thing I couldn't forget was when he asked me to take off my sweater as it was going to be dangerous to wear when dealing with machines. So, I took it off thou' I felt heavy-hearted to do so. After that, he looked at my scarf and asked me to take it off too. But this time, I told him I couldn't do it. But he told me that it was for my safety. Again, I insisted on putting it on. Since he seemed understood, he asked me to wear an overall which for him was the solution. So I put it on.
After the practice time, it came to the real session where everyone must make their own hammer and another thing that I forgot its name. I was being partnered with the only senior in our team who was a 3rd. Pro student. He taught me lots on how to use the machines, etc. At first, the sound and speed of the machines made my hair stood. But as time went by, I got used to the machines and became more confident to use 'em. To tell the truth, it was not easy to work in a factory. Accidents can just happen without one's expectation. That's why safety always comes first. Thank God coz all of the team members gave their co-operations and helped me lots throughout the workshop. Indirectly, the workshop boosted in developing our friendship. We know each other better, really. I was pretty happy in the workshop, tho many people thought it was like in hell.
I still remember when the demonstrator all of sudden hugged me, just to say very good. He even put his arm on my shoulder when speaking to my partner. Selamba giler... I couldn't say no coz it just happened out of blue. As long as he didn't do something beyond that, it's still ok. Another unforgettable moment was when my partner who was HE, suddenly touched my covered chest just to tell me that there was a piece of steel on my scarf. He actually tried to take it off from my scarf, but it was already sticked there. He was so patient, anyway. I asked him so many questions about handling the machines and he just answered all of my questions very well. He even helped me with welding. I still remember he went to my place to see how I was going with the welding. He showed me how to weld in a straight line and continuously. At least, through the workshop I had experienced wearing a welding helmet, using a special thing to weld, feeling the hotness of the welded steel plate (very, very hot that I could feel it underneath my gloves).
One thing I realized in the workshop about myself is that, I am actually not gentle. As a matter of fact, most of the procedures in the workshop needed the gentleness of the maker. Say, when I cut a steel rod, I must make sure that I rolled the measuring roller gently. I failed to do it very often that I realized I'm not gentle actually. Hahaha... What a ridiculous confession! Kwank, kwank, kwank... Look 'gentle' but actually not gentle. LOL!
All in all, I should appreciate everything I obtained in the workshop as an addition value to my life as an engineering student and as a human. It's not easy to be an 'iron man'. Strong body and mental are necessary.
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