Welding School & History

If you learn how to weld by reading books...., can you take a test to be certified as a welder?  Or does "certification" include attending a school???  (YES)  It's different anywhere you go.  Too bad.  Hope Brother Toises finds a reasonable and sensible solution to his dilemma.

Everett

On Wed, 14 Nov 2012 07:32:39 +0000 diane stokoe <dianestokoe@msn.com> writes:

Thanks for your suggestions Everett.  However in order to get a job here in South Africa, you have to be certified.  This means attending a welding school.  Even then, you are one of many who apply for the same job.  If you are lucky, you might find a business willing to take you on as an intern.  But with no salary.  If you are certified, volunteer and they like you, you might eventually get hired.  Gary Human and his wife got their jobs by volunteering.  Then they were hired.  He advised young adults in East London to try that.  

Tom escorted the Toises around from 9:00 a.m. to 5:30 and got most of the paper work together.  They are going to the church to apply for PEF on line today.  While driving them all over P.E.  Sister Toise's shoes fell apart. So Brother T. gave her his shoes to wear and he went barefoot.  Tom took her to a shoe store and she picked out shoes she liked.  However they did not have her size  so they had to be ordered.  Tom picked them up yesterday and will give them to her after Stake Conference on Sunday. 

Today Elder S. took the car in to be serviced as we leave for Cape Town next Monday.  It died twice while we were coming home from East London.  So I have had the time to e-mail the material I've wanted to save to the blog to my MacBook where I can download the information from my g-mail account.  No luck getting my dianestokoe@msn.com account to show up on this apple so I've had to forward everything I want to post from Tom's P.C.  But I'm happy to finally be able to update the blog.  

I've decided to make a collection of information on the history of the South African Mission beginning with a book Tracy Banister gave me before she emigrated to Canada.  It's called, A History of the South African Mission, Period 1, 1852-1903, by Evan P Wright.    Gary Human allowed me to copy some of the articles he collected on Gogo Fandango, a black African, that came to Utah with Talbot family in 1865.   We stopped in Grahamstown on the way home and visited Alan P. Bamford, a man in his 80's who is selling his collection of LDS books as his only son is a non member.  They only book I had any interest in was Cummorah's Souther Messenger, Vols. 23-26, about the South African Mission from 1948 - 1951 which we paid a small fortune for it.  No matter.  He invited us back to Grahamstown for some tours as he is a retired tour guide and Grahamstown not only hosts the festival but it's the home of the 1820 Settlers.  He has a visitors flat in his compound similar to the one we stay in when we go to East London so will stay there next year when we attend the festival in July.

I'll check the Mission Home in Cape Town and the library in P.E. to see what other historical information I can find.  I'm fearful that some of this material may be lost if it's not transcribed and shared with the Family History Library in Salt Lake or posted on the Internet.  I have the time and I'm interested in this kind of service.

We had to buy a new battery when we reached P.E. Monday afternoon.  Luckily we did not have any problems until the morning we left Gonubie.   We are still waiting for official word about PEF changes.  We got an e-mail from Elder Webb yesterday rejecting Headman's daughter who wants to be a Social Worker.  Now PEF only pays for programs that take less than 30 months to complete. 

From Elder Stokoe to Corinne Young

Hi Corinne:

It has been 10 weeks and 2 days since Sister S. got her last haircut and it is finally beginning to look a bit like it did before she got it cut.  It’s not there yet but perhaps another 10 weeks and 2 days and the growth will look ok.  That’s how much she was “French Poodled” last time.   Since that “day of infamy” she has changed hair dressers and she is pleased with her new hair dresser.  She does a good job of combing her hair and Sister S.  looks quite cute.  Except the girl who washes her hair at the new place: She uses the edge of the wash basin like a chopping block, flounders searching for hot water while cold water drenches Sister S’s head, and the awkward angle at which her back is forced backward causes her pain.  Consequently,  I drive her home in pain and have to book a session for her with a Thailand Masseuse for recovery. 

Elder S.