Hard work spotlights the character of people: some turn up their sleeves, some turn up their noses, and some don’t turn up at all. ~Sam Ewing
These are the hands of AjiBai. She has worked with my Aunt and Uncle for three decades. Sweeping. Mopping. Dishes.Laundry. With a house full of kids a couple of decades ago.. her work was very hard. But I don’t ever hear her complaining while we kids tossed our clothes in the wash or a spoon in the sink without a thought to the fact that this would be WORK for her.
Once in a while a new photographer in the area will email me, asking for some tips and ideas. The biggest one is just practice practice practice.. know your camera inside out and then work hard. The photography part is fun. The business part is work. Hard work.
I always think about my parents and grandparents generation. They had to work hard for decades before they were able to buy their first car, their first home, their first real vacation. I think perhaps our generation is much less patient. Overnight fame and success.. these come to a few people. But most just work hard, work sincerely, work diligently. It is also an ethic that we need to pass down to our children.. the instant gratification generation. I think we teach our kids the value of work by giving them chores. My three year old is expected to make her bed. She doesn’t do a perfect job but she tries. They help me with emptying the dishwasher, setting the table, sorting out laundry. They clean up their rooms, put their clothes away. Do these things really matter? Does an unmade bed matter? That is up for debate. But I do think they need to realize that these things are work.. that work is not always fun. That their parents work hard.
What are your thoughts on working? For yourself, your parents, your kids?
Here is Ajibai.