I Have No Words
I love this class. There’s no doubt about it, it’s the best thing that happened to me this year. I’m so thankful to have met a wonderful teacher like Ms. Oropallo, she’s so great. She’s everywhere at once because we all need her help, she always knows what to do, she’s funny and cheerful all the time. When I first came into this class I was really excited but I have to admit that while we were being introduced to all of the tools and realized that one slip up could cost us our fingers, I wasn’t so sure anymore. I kind of avoided the “scary” tools in the beginning but I knew that I would eventually have to use them. So I gathered my very little courage and used the bandsaw. I admit that that was a very scary experience because it’s not like to chop saw where it’s just a quick up and down movement of your arm, the bandsaw takes more time and the fast blade doesn’t make it any easier. But, I did it and I’m proud of that. The best tool of all time is hands down the grinder. A grinder is a tool used to cut metal and I loooove it. Something about making sparks fly makes me feel invincible. Sometimes I imagine myself in a slo-mo video with some rock music in the background just using the grinder and cutting various pieces of metal with the sparks just flying everywhere. It makes me feel so cool. I know that I don’t look cool using it in reality because I can feel how scrunched up my face is and I just know that I look gross. Enough with the tools, I need to talk about my amazing chicken coop.
It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever built! My group wanted to be the most creative. The thing is my whole group plays sports, including me and naturally we’re extremely competitive. So according to us we HAD to be the best. As you can see, our coop is a different shape than all of the other coops our classmates built. Ours is a hexagon and let me tell you, it was VERY difficult to build. The angles were difficult to measure and I can’t remember how many times I broke down after realizing I cut a piece wrong. I felt so defeated but my group just chuckled (more like laughed their heads off) when they saw that I messed up again. My group had an ongoing joke to not let Esther cut this or pre-drill that because she’ll mess it up. I felt like I had to prove them wrong so one day when half of my group was at home sick, I took charge and worked harder than I’ve ever worked that period and with my partner Nicole, we put the roof on among other things and that was the period I perfected my mistakes. LOOK WHO’S LAUGHING NOW!!! I’m so proud of what I’ve accomplished in this class. Thank you so much Ms. O for teaching me and dealing with my frustration when I messed up, I’ll miss you very much.