let me start off this story by saying that i really only pulled the "i'm a girl" card a couple times. here are some pictures of me working, just to prove it :)
we helped build 8 trusses!
ignore my face :)
okay, so now that i feel like i've proven myself a little bit i will go into more of a story/explanation.
it was my full intent to capitalize on the fact that i was the only high school girl going on this trip. why not?? :)
so the very first day, we got to the job site and jeff brady was telling people what they could help with and when he got to bailee and i, he suggested that we leave the job site and go work in the kitchen to prepare breakfast. what a brilliant idea! we were getting out of physical work already. we got to the kitchen and really had no way to communicate (nancy was there to help translate a little bit but she was running around doing other things to make breakfast etc.) with the ladies or ask them how we could help, so we pretty much just stood there. then one of the women came up to me (note: she didn't go up to bailee [aka JUMBO]) and asked if i was hungry. i'm never hungry, but said yes because that's obviously the polite thing to do and partially because "si" is usually the go-to answer when you aren't sure what to say in spanish ha. so about two minutes later the woman comes back with a plate full of breakfast for me. she served it to me about 10 or 15 minutes before anyone else...i would assume because i'm small and probably look, to them, like i need to eat :)
what does this have to do with being a girl? well...the guys came a few minutes later, after working for probably about an hour moving bricks and supplies and i had already eaten, having done nothing at all except watch and stand awkwardly. oh what a life :)
now, i really feel the need to say that i don't recall very many times (or even one time?) where i just said, "no i can't do this, i'm a girl..."
BUT... my lovely friend bailee definitely won some heaven points and creepy points by telling the boys how amazing they were for all of the hard work they were doing, as well as how funny, manly, strong, etc. they were. and i think the amount of times she did that is probably enough to blanket for me, or even the entire female population. haha it makes me proud.
[i think i remember once saying that i didn't want to do something because i was tired and one of the guys did it for me, but i really don't remember it. anyone know what that was? it's bugging me now.]
so this wasn't really the best story, sorry jer and everyone who read it. but the moral is, if you're a girl, you get the easier work and food first even (and especially) when you don't deserve it :)
it was my full intent to capitalize on the fact that i was the only high school girl going on this trip. why not?? :)
so the very first day, we got to the job site and jeff brady was telling people what they could help with and when he got to bailee and i, he suggested that we leave the job site and go work in the kitchen to prepare breakfast. what a brilliant idea! we were getting out of physical work already. we got to the kitchen and really had no way to communicate (nancy was there to help translate a little bit but she was running around doing other things to make breakfast etc.) with the ladies or ask them how we could help, so we pretty much just stood there. then one of the women came up to me (note: she didn't go up to bailee [aka JUMBO]) and asked if i was hungry. i'm never hungry, but said yes because that's obviously the polite thing to do and partially because "si" is usually the go-to answer when you aren't sure what to say in spanish ha. so about two minutes later the woman comes back with a plate full of breakfast for me. she served it to me about 10 or 15 minutes before anyone else...i would assume because i'm small and probably look, to them, like i need to eat :)
what does this have to do with being a girl? well...the guys came a few minutes later, after working for probably about an hour moving bricks and supplies and i had already eaten, having done nothing at all except watch and stand awkwardly. oh what a life :)
now, i really feel the need to say that i don't recall very many times (or even one time?) where i just said, "no i can't do this, i'm a girl..."
BUT... my lovely friend bailee definitely won some heaven points and creepy points by telling the boys how amazing they were for all of the hard work they were doing, as well as how funny, manly, strong, etc. they were. and i think the amount of times she did that is probably enough to blanket for me, or even the entire female population. haha it makes me proud.
[i think i remember once saying that i didn't want to do something because i was tired and one of the guys did it for me, but i really don't remember it. anyone know what that was? it's bugging me now.]
so this wasn't really the best story, sorry jer and everyone who read it. but the moral is, if you're a girl, you get the easier work and food first even (and especially) when you don't deserve it :)
