My son went to a technical school when he was in private school.
I thought it was just a way to get away from a lot of homework in addition to sitting in boring classes. I was surprised to find out that he was undoubtedly learning a trade that would give him a job when he graduated. When I thought of woodlaboring, I pictured the cutesy wood burnt carvings you saw outside of houses, or small trinket boxes. I never thought he would be a craftsman of fine handmade furniture. During his last year of school, he had to have a project for his final grade. He spent the entire year laboring on his project, in addition to he never talked about it. I knew he was laboring part-time so he could afford to do his project. I had seen some of the handmade projects he had done in the last many years, in addition to I was impressed. He made a river dining table for our sister, one year. The following year he made an oak rocking chair for his Grandmother. The project he was doing this year had to be something amazing. I was sure that he had a future in creating handmade furniture, after he graduated. About a month before graduation, he was coming house at night smelling appreciate wood stains. I asked our fiance what project he was laboring on, in addition to he told myself and others it was a surprise that he wanted to show myself and others on his own; The month before graduation, the parents were invited to a showing of the final projects. I was shocked to see that our son had made myself and others a handmade curly maple Starbucks Latte table in addition to matching rocking chair for our kitchen. I embarrassed him when I cried in front of the teacher.