"Colin" - insta-yarn

When he first apprenticed out at Cockatoo, the supervisor saw Colin had gone to Fort Street High. So, he put him in the Drafting Department where they produced the blueprints for the ships being built. When Colin first saw them, they reminded him of the elaborate puzzle the 'rellies' had sent from England that one time. His sister and him had spread the 1000 pieces out on the Lino of the sleep-out that one stinkin hot summer at Umina, careful not to get sand on the floor so the pieces'd click in clean. It was like that with the drafting, he'd learn. Patience, precision, purpose - and patience again - said the supervisor in his thick glasses. Colin listened closely and touched the adjustment wheel on the crafted compass. He'd put it down carefully, and then run his thumb down the thick black edge of the T-square.