A long, long time ago…..
My grandfather grew up in the Orient. His early days were difficult, it was a struggle to make a living and be somebody. Back in the old days because the country was poor, the power industry can only afford second hand engines and machinery from England because there simply wasn't enough money from the community to purchase and own new things.
One year the company turned a tidy profit and decided it was time to upgrade their aging generator system. So one such machinery was shipped all the way from
One of the floormen heard of a young man who lived in a small country town, he knows a little about everything and recently trouble-shooted a small piece of machinery. The project he undertook wasn't Ben Hur, but it was worth something. Bosses said what the heck, call the young bloke in. I hope this country bumpkin knows how to read mechanical drawings.
So the young bloke was called in. He travelled on a slow train for a day and finally reached his destination. He was hungry and missed his new born daughter. He approached the monstrous machinery and instead of thumbing through the pages of drawings and instructions - he sat quietly and did some thinking, occasionally got up and looked at this and that, flicking on switches, took a few things apart and inspected, then put things back together. By now the workshop was filled with people,
Some time just before the break of dawn, with the crowd gathering getting larger by the minute, the young bloke flicked on the power switch.
BROOM BROOM BROOM BROOOOOOOOM. The generated started. It worked. Big bosses wiped the sweat off their foreheads.
The whole facility broke into an applause and didn't stop until the young bloke quietly packed his bags and began to journey back home. He missed his family terribly.
That young bloke was my grandfather who passed away late last year. I didn't hear about this story until last week over a quiet coffee with my uncle. It made me so incredibly proud of him and I wish my grandfather told me about this. But it's just the way he is - he keeps to himself.
I don't know how this story is going to help with my troubles at the moment - but it sure makes me determined to keep it going.
Missing you grandpa.