måndag 17 oktober 2016

APL på Gärsnäs idrottsplats

Jag har följt Bertil Mårtensson i Gärsnäs på idrottsplatsen. 
Jag fick pratiksera i 2 veckor, 40 - 41.
jag fick räfsa och moppagolv, och städa lite. 


Praktik på Torsten Nilssons snickeri i Brösarp


Jag har varit på Torsten Nilsons snickeri i Brösarp Jag var där vecka 40. Jag fick bland annat hjälpa till med att sandpappra. Här kommer några bilder.

Come you masters of war by Bob Dylan




Come you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death planes
You that build all the bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks.
You that never done nothin’
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it’s your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly.
Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain.
You fasten all the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion’
As young people’s blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud.
You’ve thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain’t worth the blood
That runs in your veins.
How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I’m young
You might say I’m unlearned
But there’s one thing I know
Though I’m younger than you
That even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do.
Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul.
And I hope that you die
And your death’ll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I’ll watch while you’re lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I’ll stand over your grave
‘Til I’m sure that you’re dead.


 Another song by Bob Dylan, here sung by Adele:

fredag 14 oktober 2016

min praktik förra veckan

jag har varit på praktik på JHL. 

jag var i en hel vecka 3-7/10.

jag fick packa upp och sätta de på sin plats. Sen några andra dagar fick jag städa för jag tröttnade på att packa upp. Dom grejerna jag packa upp va verktyg

den personen jag jobbade med va Lars när jag packade upp grejer sen när jag städade fick jag gå efter Henrik.