Friday, April 20, 2007

Habitat for Humanity, 4200 Kingston Rd.

April 20th
This was my first day as a crew leader. My big presentation came in the morning behind the first block of houses. It was very informal, and had no frills or big announcement. To me, recognition is more important than anything else. I don’t like big “to-dos”. So it was one of the best moments at Habitat by far; Bruce gave me an orange shirt with my assignment that day.

My big assignment? Wait for it ... taking nails out of wood and digging two 6’ holes (they weren't planning to bury, anyone, were they?) BUT it was with the York University Alumni group and I am a Alumna, so that made it all better!

For my first crew ever, I lead about 7 volunteers through these tasks. The first, as I mentioned, was to take apart the railings out behind the first block, and sort the wood into the wood that can be kept, and the wood that would go to wood recycling later. My second task to manage was to dig two holes to try to determine which unit had the broken water pipe in front of it. Although we tried to rotate the job of digging throughout the day, I must give credit where credit is due, in that James Allen and Paul carried out most of the work in getting these 6’ deep holes dug. I can also sincerely say that my whole crew enjoyed their day, as did I. There were a lot of laughs, we were very productive, and we all had the fascinating experience of digging a hole (something I have never done before, and despite its reputation, thoroughly enjoyed) and taking nails out of wood. The thing is, the project was genuinely fun, and the team dynamic made it that way. It was also buoyed by the York University connection we all shared.

Friday, April 13, 2007

Habitat for Humanity: Friday April 13th! Oh no!

Today I worked with Sean directly, and Ken I believe. This was to be my last day as a non-Crew Leader. The day started off with Brian explaining to Sean what to do. I came along not too much later, and asked what was going on with this group (only the three of us) Sean told me, and continued on with his work.

Now I am stuck not knowing a term. (what's new?) What we were working on is not a TGI beam (which I have now heard called LBL ... ack!), but the beam that looks like several layers of plywood fused together, and has a furniture-style finish to it. They are the heaviest pieces in the structure of the house, and the only pieces that are left uninterrupted to run the length of the structure.

Anyway, our task was to drill a hole all the way through, and a pilot hole to sink the bolt. We needed a washer and bolt to secure them in place, and we needed to sink the bolt where this board would face out onto a stairwell, because drywall would eventually end up having to sit there. We encountered a great many challenges, but throughout the day I also found myself taking on a crew leader role; assigning tasks, creating a system to getting things done and following-up with my team members. It was only at the end of the day that I realized Brian might have wanted Sean to crew-lead that day, but in the end, I don’t think Sean really minded.

Some of our challenges were as follows:
1. Not drilling pilot holes at first, and bolting the bolts onto the board, then having to take them off and redo them with the 1 1/8” pilot hole included
• Solution: don’t be a dork; pay attn to instructions the first time around!
2. Measuring no more than 14” apart of the bolts, but still making sure that the holes we drilled were far enough away from the joist hangers that we could get the bolt and washer in there
• Solution: some creative measuring on my part, and then passing that off to Sean so he could complete the measurements all the way down the length of the board.
3a) Drilling a pilot hole too far
3b) Running out of bolts
• Solution: Using a shorter bolt where we had drilled the pilot hole too far!
4. The drill bit not extending far enough to drill through the board
• Solution: At first we just switched sides so we could complete the hole, but then I went to Dave with the problem, and he cut the Flathead off a 1” flat head drill bit, so that we had a 1” extension bit, which was all we needed to be able to drive the hole right through the board.

In the afternoon, I was working on drilling the holes right through the board, and Sean and Ken were working on finishing the holes, bolting, and drilling the pilot holes where needed (in the stairwell only). At one point I was standing on a ladder, and using the hammer drill (with the 5/8” spade bit) to drill through the wood and because of the amount of force I had to put behind the drill, combined with the fact that the ladders would “walk” if they were not perfectly steady, resulted in the ladder at one point just deciding it wanted to dump me off. So it tilted fatally to one side, and I was left with no reliable ladder under me. Reacting fast, I grabbed onto the TGI beams I was standing in the middle of, just barely managing to keep hold of the drill (the brand new hammer drill Dave took out of the box just for me) and I swore. Then I yelled at one of Mike’s kids to grab the ladder. I was very grateful for that kid’s fast reaction time.

So that was my Friday the 13th adventure.

Thursday, April 05, 2007

Outside

This year has been very beautiful so far. I guess it’s part because not having to meet school deadlines for the first time is very liberating. I am free to go out for walks whenever I please; it's only a half hour or forty-five minutes extra out of my day. Lately I have been taking advantage of this opportunity by walking to and from the gym (two 45 minute walks), or, like today, walking to work from the station, and back home from another station (two 30 minute walks). Mind you, building a walk to/from the gym makes for two solid hours of exercise.

It’s so lovely to cut short the TTC ride home, or to work, and walk to my destination from the closest subway station. I was able to put a 30min walk from the station to work today, and despite the cold (or perhaps in part BECAUSE of the cold) the walk was lovely. I find the houses there so quaint and inviting, they all face out into the street and are all so beautiful, and they are SMALLER homes. Quite expensive, no doubt, because of the area, but they are all well loved, and they all have their own character. None of them are the same brick boxes, like the Markham houses all too often seem to be.

I have areas like that around my home as well, and both areas have their own bits of nature. On the way to work, the lawns are very beautiful, and in the summer the gardens and landscaping are picturesque. On the way home, the backyards are facing the street, but the "public" lawns are lined with trees; so these areas make for really beautiful walks. I have tried to get out on regular walks all throughout the winter, my tolerance for the weather tempered by my participation at Habitat, no matter what the clime.

I thought I would just post this little message, as I have a few spare minutes to reflect on the small joys of life right now, the small spaces that I make for myself to think. It’s a shame more people feel they are “too busy” in Toronto to take these walks. If you make the time, there are simple beautiful bits of nature all around you, even in Toronto. I personally enjoy the cold. It presents a challenge that many other people don’t like. It’s fun to get bundled up, and get a giggle out of the fashion ppl who freeze in their cute coats, while I walk around warm and happy, and completely comfortable being bundled up. I am not as comfortable in summer fashions as I am in a nice fuzzy coat. Nature seems so much more beautiful when the air is frigid.

Well, just randomly blogging, but I think I will enjoy going out walking this spring! Hope to see you out there!

Tuesday, April 03, 2007

The Proper Woman

Sometimes it’s difficult to NOT feel that I am lacking as a proper woman. I feel that I need to be happier, I need to be kinder, I need to stand up less for myself and fit in to being “a woman” better. A proper woman. Someone who never says to someone outright that they don’t like them; they keep that kind of statement inside, or someone who will make anyone feel important by laughing at all their jokes, being super sweet with them even if they hate the person. I’m not saying this because I in any way do not like people who are like that, but just because it is an example of something I don’t think I could do. However, I consider that is the good thing to do. When people say that I can’t use other standards of good and bad, or should eliminate those concepts from my vocabulary altogether, I sometimes find even that difficult, as it seems to be a way of saying, here’s what not to do; do not see good and bad. But I won’t tell you what is good replacement system for that system, which they are essentially saying is bad. Ack! They continues on to say that you need to find out the systems out there that exist in the first place, for yourself, and practice them, and then you come back to me with the answers you’ve found for yourself.

Well, I sometimes feel that I need some sort of good/bad system to work by, to steer myself in the right direction. Not the ‘easy’ way of just insulting or judging things you don’t like, but by creating a system of standards to strive towards. Those are the levels of compassion. There are also differences in the way compassion is labeled. As a male, you could dominate conversations across the board, but still be considered compassionate, and a wonderful person, even if you never let a woman get a word in edgewise. However, if a woman is that same type of person, her compassion is not recognized as much as is her “outwardly aggressive behaviour”. Yes, that still happens even today.

People say it’s okay, it’s not good or bad, it’s just a personality difference … and one person will try to get the other person to talk, while another type of person wants to be encouraged to talk. Is THIS part of the example of the “modern”, clinging feminine/masculine traits? The male should be the one to dominate in the conversation, and the “other” should just listen, and encourage them to talk? What about the female who does not actually play to that role; who won’t be the student? Who won’t be the dutiful listener? Who takes the initiative to talk unabashedly even if it is “out of turn” or expresses the “wrong” opinion? Especially if they expect the person they are talking with to sit back and obediently listen to them for a while, instead? (Enter Tick Tock, a book by Jay Ingram, and his analysis of male/female conversations that happen even today).

To put it another way, I am finding it difficult to measure my own progress towards my goals in terms of values. Being compassionate takes work, but I am capable of doing it. I also continue to speak my emotions, to have strong opinions, to speak my mind, even if that means starting a conflict. Some people really do not like this kind of behaviour, and hold it up in a bad light, whether because they disagree with my point of view (think I am wrong) or disagree with me expressing a point of view. But I would feel very uncomfortable not expressing my opinions, or emotions; constricted, claustrophobic, ignored. I feel comfortable in the presence of strong women; women who speak their mind – this is a kind of woman of whom I know several.

These women will actually behave in ways some may find “aggressive”. For example, they will unabashedly say they don’t like someone, and may be nice to them, but will speak out against that person and make sure their opinions are heard. They won’t sit back and choke on their opinions just to be nice. They are often not stereotypically feminine either. They might be unmarried and perhaps living with siblings, they might be married and not have children, they might be an entirely independent university professor, (notice I have people in mind, I am just not saying names!) I consider these women to be “good”, and more importantly, I see them as being happy people. Perhaps I am searching for (role models) some women who I feel are mirrors of me, who reflect my personality, and who have also come through with their own lives and are successfully living the same kind of lifestyle I see myself in, whether married, or single.

Even expressing and exploring the qualities I wish to develop gives me confidence. It re-enforces my goals and how I envision my lifestyle. It helps me to define more clearly what I want and what I don’t want in my dealings with other people; not just women, but men as well. Knowing what qualities I want to develop will help me to realize when I am on or off track with my goals, and recognizing these qualities in others, in order to emulate them.

It also allows me to recognize that there are women who behave appropriately feminine, whether an element of sexism, personality, or a mix of both, which result in more acceptance by the mainstream, and potentially easier success in life. I can accept these people, and refuse to allow ‘masculine’, ‘feminine’, ‘non-feminine’, ‘sexist’, ‘good’ or ‘bad’, to be the defining words of whether or not I accept people.

I realize that I need to accept people based on what I feel, as far as I can understand as a person, is acting based on morals – being proactive, being kind, being honest, being truthful, being unafraid to express themselves but not to ends that are destructive to others, to not be afraid to assert themselves, to take care of themselves and others; these are all qualities I look for in a successful person. I have my own personal goals as to what I want to achieve as a woman, and I am capable, as exemplified by other role models in my life, of achieving these goals without having to sacrifice a feeling of happiness along the way. I am not the first one to feel that they do not fit in to the mainstream definition of female, nor will I be the first one to find that through time, I will be able to find the person who I want to become, already within myself.