Headworker's Pride

Although the young people did not want to, the hierarchy among them was stringent. The boys could not open their mouths again when the man took off his strangely patterned shirt and stayed with his white shirt.

"First, you take care of the piles that are not well driven into the ground. In the meantime, let me look for a thick branch that will become a beam!"

They gave the job and quickly walked away, the uncles of the young people, my eyes were on them. I was curious if they would neglect the work they were forced to do when the authority moved away. No friend, this x, y, z generation conversation is real; when you give a job to the men of this era, they give it their due.

No whining, no excuses. They took care of it, dealt with it, and did the foundation work, which we couldn't do properly due to inexperience, in fifteen minutes.

"You are young men like lions; if you squeeze the stone, you will get the juice out. Do not be sad. Let those who despise you be ashamed!"