The Clock

When I was about 10 or 11 years old, my father gave me a ships clock.  I have no idea where he got it, but I’ve had it almost 50 years.

The clock indirectly caused some concern to my daughter’s first grade teacher when she was teaching them how read an analog clock.  The teacher asked the kids to draw a clock face showing 6 o’clock.  My daughter drew the clock hands; big hand straight up, little hand pointing to the right.  This was, according to the teacher, wrong.  The teacher then asked the kids to draw a clock face showing 12 o’clock.  My daughter drew the clock hands; big straight hand up, little hand straight down.  This was, according to the teacher, wrong.

By then, my daughter was a bit frustrated and this resulted in a letter coming home for either my wife or I to sign.  The note said something about her irrational insistence that her drawings were correct.

I took the clock off of the wall and the next morning, I brought my daughter (and the clock) to school.  When I showed the teacher, she was surprised.  “I’ve never seen one of these before.” was her comment.  Once I explained the difference between 6pm and 6am on this clock, she went on to say she now understood why my daughter kept asking, “Morning or afternoon” for each clock face, but the teacher still said my daughter’s clock drawings were incorrect.

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About 5 years ago, the clock stopped working, but I didn’t do anything about it at the time.  As they say, “Even a broken clock is correct sometime.”  In this clock’s case, it was correct once per day.

A few months ago, I finally got tired of the non-working clock and took it to a clock repair shop.  The clock maker had to fabricate several new parts to get it working, but three months later, it’s back home and working perfectly.

I’m sure my dad, if he was still alive, would be glad to know that his gift to his then young son is still cherished.

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One thought on “The Clock

  1. “…but the teacher still said my daughter’s clock drawings were incorrect.”

    *facepalm*

    I’m glad you were able to get this treasure working again! My husband gave his grandfather’s pocket watch to one of our daughters some years ago. It hadn’t worked since before it was given to my husband, and the one time we tried to take it in for repair, they didn’t even have what they needed to open it.

    In the city we lived in a few years ago, we took it to a watchmaker as part of gifting it to our daughter. This guy was an actual master in the trade. He had that watch for over a year before finally giving it back. He’d opened it up, cleaned it until it was like new, fixed it as much as he could, but there was a single pin that he simply could not acquire, anywhere in the world. Since he couldn’t get it working, he never charged us for the work he did do.

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