When I was a young baby I slept in the nursery That room became my own Sported walls of a sky-blue tone An arch outside the window Not much room for my elbows My leopard gecko and I grew up Prayed, played and worked hard enough There are memories within these walls With my brother and sister down the hall A place where I wasn’t on my own An Ode to my childhood home The downstairs sets the scene This house is older than me In the living room I played piano The computer where I made houses and videos The kitchen where my parents cooked A mess everywhere I looked Every dog we had, lived in the backyard And our cat that sneaks into the garage There are memories within these walls With my brother circling around the hall A place where I was never alone An Ode to my childhood home Saying Goodbye Is getting quite hard Because in this place I have been scarred But by God’s grace I have found healing I cannot describe What I am feeling My family hung upon these walls Even before I was quite small A place where I wasn’t on my own The house that was my childhood home Now that we’re moving out Without a doubt I will miss this house
This past Saturday, I had to leave my job at Typhoon Texas as Park Services Team Member. I had the job originally when it opened in 2016, and I thought I could do it again in 2018. Since I also have an internship at CP&Y Inc., I could only work Saturdays. It was rather tiring 6 days a week.
I thought I could do both because I lived in the past. My first summer there in 2016 was one of the best summers of my life. Sure, it was a lot of hard work. Park Services translates to Custodian/Janitorial Duties. So it was a lot of cleaning up. Endless days turning into weeks in the hot sun. . Working in the waterpark is no walk in park, or free ride, or some other idiom. I learned how to keep the park clean, how to interact and help with guests. I enjoyed it.I knew it was a bit of torture, but I kept seeing the sun, not the burning in my eyes or my skin.
The hardest part about all of this is to keep moving forward. I have enjoy where I’m at, and work towards serving others whenever I can, however I can. I went back to Typhoon Texas because I was only remembering the fun splashing and swimming, not the tidal wave of exhaustion I felt everyday. Now I must focus on being a intern at CP&Y Inc. Continue reading “Like a Typhoon”
I always carried a deck of cards in my backpack when I was in a high school. Why? Because you never know if you needed to play a game. Whether it was Maui, Egyptian Ratscrew, or Castle, I had the key to socialization. Pull out the cards during lunchtime and play a simple game. It can get my mind off it all. It was a quintessential part of who I was then. Today, I’m reminded of this fact while I’m meeting up with on of my oldest friends whom I played cards with, Michael.
This blog lacks a lot of depth on the Civil Engineering aspects. I admit, I have not done much in school besides learning properties and methods that will help me engineer solutions to civilization’s problems and build new and unique things. It’s nothing. Okay, that’s a lot. Honestly, it’s a bit different from my Catholic mindset, where I talk about my faith. It’s the day-to-day behind the scenes work that doesn’t get the spotlight. It’s a whole different world. One of the things I believe is whatever I do has a purpose and should be congruent with my beliefs. I believe that in helping to design and build new things provides a service to the community. So today, I wanted to delve into an experience that helped me better understand construction and how a construction site operates.