A few days ago, the rain lashed continues for days, ranging from drizzle to heavy, this situation takes place almost every day it seems, a puddle of water occurs every where. Not unexpectedly, the latrines (latrines) also become filled with water, each time pouring the water must be shitting a bit much.“Ah, this must be filled because of the water because of rain lately, can no longer be tolerated, should be drained“.
Everytime the rain that lasts a long time, must have been filled with toilet water, I could not help wondering,how the people who make it once, definitely think about the effects of flooding. Without thinking, I call officers latrine drains tool (WC).
In my heart murmur,ifno one is going to bed raining or cleaningthe toilet, what would happen.They are so swift, open and insert pipe sephitank then turn on the pump and suck up the dirt. I feel so great, if I may say so, whether past,his childhood, there are aspiring to be come officer slatrine, it is not, and if they do not want to work like that, it’snot.They did not ‘noble‘ (dirty) but their work ‘noble‘, because they want to clean the dirt that was not him. I felt deeply moved to see it, if in their minds there are thoughts like this.“Why do I bother doing all ofthis. My dirt in stead.“Or have their own nagging. “Basic human, just a thinker him self alone“.Just do not care?“.
As if struck by thousands of stun, I was surprised, it was mylack of gratitude. Working with an air-conditioned room, the smell of fragrant, still complaining about the amount of work, busy here and there are many reasons when added to the work, or fun in front of the computer when the job is long done, and even then without having to inhale the unpleasant smell, dirty, disgusted, no sweat. My head feels do not stop to think, work has been so steady, decent paycheck, should complain? Whe the rit’s dirty job? Which only gives fragrance? Which is worth more?Not a prestigious job, not a lot of money, less, less that, ahhh…a lot of flavor.
Where is the gratitude that,but everyday, I pray,compulsoryfivetimes,was added sunna again if not lazy, but it feels gratitude and passed by. How to be grateful that? Do I have tobe like the mor I’m willing to accept any thing that plagued me even though I do not like? I do not know!
If I have lowered lowering lowest possible degree, it seems no man wants to clean the dirt of others without even condescending, what canI take from all this. Lessons or just what kind of emotion they can feel from me, this man, as a man who never dirty fun will still complain that the surrounding circumstances.
My conscience says smugly,“do not everthink that this job requires hard thinking, precision sharp, comfortable silence“. I understand completely what the obligations and responsibilities, but is there in our minds, a little hint a sense of personal hygiene or at least not littering,so that their task does not become increasingly heavy and dirty. When, there are among us to answer, that it has become their responsibility and they paid for it, yes, indeed it’s their job, but with their presence at least we are not to bother cleaning it. We realize that our job is dirt, that we waste everyday, should we waste our own or clean themselves, whether because of money, we can apply against their wishes?
I know, who I am, I tried to dig deeper on the sensitivity around and someone.Given all this, I can only pray that their hearts are always provided stead fast, to be always there to clean the dirt, never changed his mind to strike. As with our left hand, always gets the dirty job, always harassed as the dirtiest hands simply because they want to clean the dirty. I always pray that they never thought that they were less fortunate, and I am the lucky one. Remove dirt, there must be a clean up.