Starting at a young age, I pushed myself to experience how people, or humans in general, work in the extreme heat in the summer, like a beach with no water to swim in.
My father allowed me to work with his companion and showed me what construction is really like, and not what is being told in many places around the community.
The burning sun, hot like an oven, was brighter than ever. The mountains of dirt piled up like Mount Everest, and materials being dispersed all around the working field made me think about how we are making functional homes for people to live in.
The experience gave me valuable insight into my parents’ lectures. Many years earlier I despised the idea of parental importance, and I never took the initiative to ask my dad how he was doing physically and mentally while he was working during the hot summer; my child mentality was to ask for something that could potentially hurt our financial income.
The experience of working in construction made me realize how my father was doing at that time. I was humbled and dazzled after looking at my co-workers and seeing what they have to go through to keep their families financially stable. It opened my eyes and helped me understand how hard they have it in this type of job. I value my father more than ever and am thankful for allowing me to work with him.
In my memoir I am exploring the importance of fatherhood appreciation and labor conditions towards the human capabilities during inevitably outstanding heat measures during summer season which can cause dehydration and potentially develop carcinoma.(skin cancer)