Re: *** SURVEY: THE IDES OF JANUARY ***
Michael Recchione
>I recently had to deal with this very situation, the family member in question being my younger son. He will turn 8 this weekend. I told him that the best way to learn was the way my grandfather and uncle learned, i.e. by apprenticing to an appropriate master. I generously offered to take him on as an apprentice, since he was really too young to commute to another master's shop by himself and I didn't feel like driving him.
He wanted more details. I explained that, as my apprentice, his initial responsibilities would include keeping the shop swept and tidy, making sure that tools were put away in the right place, to obey me without question in the shop. My responsibilities would include teaching him the trade and providing him with food, clothing and a place to sleep. As he gained skills, his responsibilities would grow to include additional duties, and that as his master, I would provide him with tools of his own as he developed the knowledge and skill to use them.
He looked a little confused at the "providing food, clothing and shelter" part, and pointed out that I already did that as part of my duties as "daddy". (He's really not a dumb kid.) I pointed out that an "apprentice" was kind of like a "slave". He knows all about that since he saw that movie with Tony Curtis. After thinking about it for a minute, he said, "Daddy, I don't want to be a slave. I think I'd rather be a servant." I asked him what the difference was, and he pointed out, "A servant gets paid".
We then started haggling in earnest. He drove a hard bargain, but we finally agreed on $0.25 an hour. (OK, he's not dumb, but I've got several decades on him. And I'm REALLY cheap.) We shook on it and got started.
He got out the whisk and swept up a bunch of shavings, and I started showing him how layout tools work, explained the concept of "square" and why it was important, showed him how to measure. This went pretty well for ten or fifteen minutes or so - we went through the try-square, dividers, rulers, different types of marking guages... By the time we got to the bevel guage, his eyes were starting to glaze over a little. Then he spotted "his" saw and a piece of scrap and headed over to the sawing bench and said "I want to practice sawing now, Daddy".
I patiently reitereated the part about unquestioning obedience, and he looked a little doubtful. I then suggested, to reinforce the nature of our relationship, he should address me as "Master" and I would call him "Grasshopper". That's when he announced he was going upstairs to play on the computer with his brother.
So, to answer your question, Ellis, if someone I cared about came to me and asked about how they should go about getting into woodworking, the best thing I could do for them would be to say, "How the %&$* should I know? Go read a book or something!"