DIY filled my childhood with joy
Greetings Weekend Experiences community, today I join the weekend challenge to share one thing from my childhood that I enjoyed and valued to this day. I invite @yestsimar.
DIY in my dad's workshop
Many hours of my childhood were spent in my father's workshop, every day I worked on a new project or continue the one from the day before, my father constantly told me to be careful with sharp knives to cut wood, but I must confess that On more than one occasion I cut myself and I didn't tell my dad to prevent him from allowing me to continue using his tools. I also sometimes hit my fingers with the hammer, but it was never serious. What I enjoyed the most was learning, every day my projects were better, in that workshop I learned to sand wood evenly and use the saw, also the carpenter's plane. I learned to distinguish between different types of wood and to know which was the best way to cut it. Although my father worked a lot, he always had a little time to explain to me. Something that I will always value and remember with great affection is that my father allowed me to spend his nails and glue without complaining, although they were his working materials. After I grew up I realized that my dad showed love that way, being patient with me and letting me play next to him.
Gracias por el apoyo 😊
It's delightful to read that your father imparted something from your childhood that until now have a great impact on your life.
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Thank you very much, now that my father is not alive, I feel that he still accompanies me in everything I do
He still does :)). I think he's somewhere watching and guiding you
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What lovely memories you have of spending time with your father. I lost mine when I was eleven, he had cancer, but I remember the most amazing times spent with him and I shall cherish those memories forever.
Becca 🌱
Thank you very much Beca for telling me about your dad 🤗 Hugs
Your post is so beautiful, my friend. How nice all that you remember in your father's workshop and that you were driven to love the manual arts, you are very creative and talented.
I always think of my dad in everything I do, he told me that I was like his older sister who taught him to make espadrilles and things like that when he was a child 🥰
Thank you 😊
That sounds really awesome, that he let you help with so much patience, but also that your father could create so much himself.
For me it was a game but children learn by playing. My dad let me explore my creativity, without getting too involved he let me learn from him, sometimes his own company was the support 🥰
He was very hardworking and talented
That is a wonderful story.
Learning to build/make things with our hands is priceless, more so of we learn those arts from a loved one.
Did you learn how to make instruments too?
I like to work wood, but I never had the chance to learn or become an apprentice at someone's workshop. I barely know how to do final touches like sanding and painting. I would have loved to learn how to repair things made of wood or how to build them from scratch.
Unfortunately I didn't have the opportunity to make an instrument, after I started high school it was hard to have to be in my dad's workshop, then I started college and then my dad stopped working and died. Only an older brother learned the profession from my father. But I am also an artisan in other types of things, I dedicate myself to knitting, so let's say that creating things from scratch is an inheritance from my dad. Hugs
That's cool. 🤗
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Such a beautiful article, dear @irenenavarroart - I love your description of your intimacy with the learning process, and how immersed you were in improving your skills... I too was given a lot of freedom to learn practical things when I was a child, and I never learned more at school than I had done at home. Even now, I feel like a child again, learning to master sewing and tailoring... We are capable of incredible things if we persevere and keep using our hands: the most precious of gifts and our talent grows from the doing...
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Thank you very much, childhood is the best stage to learn, but we still continue to learn as the years go by, that's wonderful