2nd Ashan, 718
Before her children had been born, Faith had made the decision that she would step back from working the late nights and shifts at Cally's. Yet, somehow, she was no less busy. This particular trial, it was the meeting between them all, which they had every twenty trials without fail. "Alright, so, we've got a lot to get through. First things first, though, you all remember Alissa?" Alissa, who had decided that she was Faith's bodyguard and that Faith was in danger, was there with them. Previously, one of the trainees, the biqaj woman was close to fanatical about taking care of Faith and so had started to work in Isonomia with the earnest young former slave. Faith knew that they had to build up this faction, had to work to get everyone they could on board and so, despite how uncomfortable it made her feel to have a self-appointed bodyguard, she understood that, just maybe, it was necessary. These trials.
"I'd like to look at our funds first." Faith said and made a sort of half-balanced gesture. "I'm pleased, generally, but we have to keep looking, keep moving forward. If the events on the docks at the end of last season taught us anything," she was referring, of course, to the explosion, collapsing buildings - warehouses and homes - and killing people in the process. "It's that the rich stay rich and the poor stay poor. Whilst I can not deny that I fit into the first category," though she most certainly would not if she carried out doling out money the way she did, but Faith still didn't understand why anyone would ever, ever hoard money whilst people needed it. No one could take it with them when they were judged, after all. Vri accepted no bribes and that was the simple truth of it.
"I want to set up a soup kitchen," Faith said, apparently suddenly to the others. Jo'qet, Paul, Taylor and Trudi each of them turned to look at her and Faith smiled. "We have the trainees. I'd like to expand out what we do. The soups and stews that we make, they could easily be made in bulk and given to people who are hungry, who need it." Why any of them looked surprised, she did not know because frankly, by now they should not. First, she turned to Paul. "How much more land do we need to provide that?" He shook his head. "None. I can move things around, I've been thinking to use the space we have more efficiently. We've expanded piecemeal, so it is sensible to consolidate now. I can provide the produce,"
Faith nodded. That was good. To Jo'qet and Taylor, then, she looked. "It will be additional to your trial by trial work. Except, really, all you will need is the produce prepared and then the pots and cooking spaces, yes? If I use the business funds to take on another trainee, provide accommodation and one of them is specifically tasked with preparing the soup kitchen soup?" The two of them looked at each other and nodded. "That works," said Trudi, Taylor nodding with her. "We don't need more space on the heat, that's fine." Faith nodded her head.
"Then," she said with a smile, "That's what we're going to do. And in doing that, we will make a difference to people's lives. Yes, that works."
"I'd like to look at our funds first." Faith said and made a sort of half-balanced gesture. "I'm pleased, generally, but we have to keep looking, keep moving forward. If the events on the docks at the end of last season taught us anything," she was referring, of course, to the explosion, collapsing buildings - warehouses and homes - and killing people in the process. "It's that the rich stay rich and the poor stay poor. Whilst I can not deny that I fit into the first category," though she most certainly would not if she carried out doling out money the way she did, but Faith still didn't understand why anyone would ever, ever hoard money whilst people needed it. No one could take it with them when they were judged, after all. Vri accepted no bribes and that was the simple truth of it.
"I want to set up a soup kitchen," Faith said, apparently suddenly to the others. Jo'qet, Paul, Taylor and Trudi each of them turned to look at her and Faith smiled. "We have the trainees. I'd like to expand out what we do. The soups and stews that we make, they could easily be made in bulk and given to people who are hungry, who need it." Why any of them looked surprised, she did not know because frankly, by now they should not. First, she turned to Paul. "How much more land do we need to provide that?" He shook his head. "None. I can move things around, I've been thinking to use the space we have more efficiently. We've expanded piecemeal, so it is sensible to consolidate now. I can provide the produce,"
Faith nodded. That was good. To Jo'qet and Taylor, then, she looked. "It will be additional to your trial by trial work. Except, really, all you will need is the produce prepared and then the pots and cooking spaces, yes? If I use the business funds to take on another trainee, provide accommodation and one of them is specifically tasked with preparing the soup kitchen soup?" The two of them looked at each other and nodded. "That works," said Trudi, Taylor nodding with her. "We don't need more space on the heat, that's fine." Faith nodded her head.
"Then," she said with a smile, "That's what we're going to do. And in doing that, we will make a difference to people's lives. Yes, that works."
550 words
Leadership: Maintaining a vision
Leadership: Always coming back to the bottom line.
Leadership: Maintaining a vision
Leadership: Always coming back to the bottom line.
