Well, thanks for all the nice replies.
When he started coming here it was always in the company of a carer or the title of support worker. This was a strange set up, whenever we spoke to him he would look at the floor and wait for the carer to answer. This we soon solved, Gordon (my right hand) took the carer to one side and taught them to turn.
This gave me the opportunity to work one on one. So begun the making shavings. He must have made garden dibbers and spurtle’s for everyone that he knew or had ever met. We also managed to talk about long term plans and where he wanted to go with his woodworking.
After about 2 months, he announced that he no longer wanted a carer to accompany him. So we arranged a shadow to stay in the distance for safety. It all went great and his liberation begun.
Travel for him seemed to be his main goal, so woodworking shows timber buying. In fact anything that meant going out for the day. He made all his families presents and random gifts for strangers. He could teach anyone about giving.
The one role he took to with gusto was shop safety. He took this as a personal mission and no one was safe for getting pulled up for not using the correct safety equipment. Norm would be proud of him. It has been a great experience. I think I may have taken him as a wee brother. He now has a job dealing with the public, wow. My wife Shirley has just moved to the local hospital and that is where he will be working. So we are all still very much in touch. I hope he finds his next goal. Finding a partner. I know that I will hear come the time. I’m an old romantic as well.
During this period many others have come and gone. Normally about 3 months being normal. It is a great way of getting folks self confidence up.
We have had a fair few professionals around observing what we do. They think we are doing something right. We think we just go about things in a normal way. Tea Breaks & time keeping are major parts of our day and we keep set times. I’ve been told that this is good practice. It creates security.
Since my accident 16 odd years ago, I’ve had my shop open to folk that have an interest in woodworking, mainly wood turning though. There have been many wonderful people. I’ve learned so much from these folk. I’ve had folk who are terminal, blind, cerebral palsy amputees the list could go on.
Some of these goodbyes have been sad, the one person was in his 40’s and was a professor. He had terminal cancer and his parting words always “I’ll see you next week if I’m still around.” Well one week he was not around. He came to me as he had always wanted to do woodwork and had always put it off. So he had decided that he would have enough time do woodturning. So his journey began. He just loved it, he went home did his homework. He came every week with his latest creations like a wee boy showing his Dad. He had asked me early on about wanting to learn to sharpen his own chisels. I told him that it can take a time or the expensive route of buying a system could be taught in a morning. He said, “whats Money, you cant buy time”. That will always stick with me.
I’ll put up some wonderful stories not at all sad, if there is interest.
It will also include what “I” get from it.
Jamie in a Sunny but Chilly Scotland
-- Who is the happiest of men? He who values the merits of others, and in their pleasure takes joy, even as though 'twere his own. --Johann Wolfgang von Goethe