Strong aluminum construction solar ballasted mounting system Wanhos Solar Strong aluminum construction solar ballasted mounting system is designed for residential and commercial applications.We make sure enables surprisingly quick and easy installation for flat roof.Outstanding quality of...
Strong aluminum construction solar ballasted mounting system
Wanhos Solar Strong aluminum construction solar ballasted mounting system is designed for residential and commercial applications.We make sure enables surprisingly quick and easy installation for flat roof.Outstanding quality of stainless steel and aluminum ensure the most durable component.
The special extruded aluminum rail, the tilt-in module and the clamp kit can be high pre-assembled to make the installation easy and quick to save labor cost and time.
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The innovative Wanhos solar rail and D-modules have greatly simplified the installation of PV modules.The System can be installed with a single Hexagon Key and standard tool kits. Pre-assembled and pre-cut processes will highly prevent corrosion and save your installation time and labor cost.
2.Great Flexbilitity. The Wanhos solar mounting system has mounting accessories designed for use on almost every roof and ground with excellent compatibility.Designed as a universal racking system,framed modules from all the popular manufacturers can be used.
3.High Accuracy. Without the need for onsite cutting,the use of our unique rail extending allows the system to be installed with millimetre accuracy.
4.Maximum Lifespan. All components are made of quality extruded aluminium, C-steel and stainless steel.The high corrosion resistance guarantees the maximum possible lifespan and is also completely recyclable.
5.Guaranteed Durability. Wanhos Solar provides a guarantee of 10 years on the durability of all components used
Xiamen Wanhos Solar Technology Co., Ltd. is a hightech enterprise in solar PV field specializing in solar PV products with advanced technology and excellent service. Wanhos Solar members devote themselves to research, design, manufacture and sell the steady, trustable and costefficient solar PV mounting system solutions. As one of the largest PV solar products exporter in China, the pioneering products have been installed in more than100 countries and regions since it established.
My grandfather died when I was a small boy, and my grandmother started staying with us for about six months every year. She lived in a room that doubled as my father's office, which we referred to as "the back room." She carried with her a powerful aroma1. I don't know what kind of perfume she used, but it was the double-barreled, ninety-proof, knockdown, render-the-victim-unconscious, moose-killing variety. She kept it in a huge atomizer and applied2 it frequently and liberally. It was almost impossible to go into her room and remain breathing for any length of time. When she would leave the house to go spend six months with my Aunt Lillian, my mother and sisters would throw open all the windows, strip the bed, and take out the curtains and rugs. Then they would spend several days washing and airing things out, trying frantically3 to make the pungent4 odor go away.
This, then, was my grandmother at the time of the infamous5 pea incident.
It took place at the Biltmore Hotel, which, to my eight-year-old mind, was just about the fancies place to eat in all of Providence6. My grandmother, my mother, and I were having lunch after a morning spent shopping. I grandly ordered a salisbury steak, confident in the knowledge that beneath that fancy name was a good old hamburger with gravy7. When brought to the table, it was accompanied by a plate of peas. I do not like peas now. I did not like peas then. I have always hated peas. It is a complete mystery to me why anyone would voluntarily eat peas. I did not eat them at home. I did not eat them at restaurants. And I certainly was not about to eat them now. "Eat your peas," my grandmother said.
"Mother," said my mother in her warning voice. "He doesn't like peas. Leave him alone."
My grandmother did not reply, but there was a glint in her eye and a grim set to her jaw8 that signaled she was not going to be thwarted9. She leaned in my direction, looked me in the eye, and uttered the fateful words that changed my life: "I'll pay you five dollars if you eat those peas."
I had absolutely no idea of the impending10doom11. I only knew that five dollars was an enormous, nearly unimaginable amount of money, and as awful as peas were, only one plate of them stood between me and the possession of that five dollars. I began to force the wretched things down my throat.
My mother was livid. My grandmother had that self-satisfied look of someone who has thrown down an unbeatable trump12 card. "I can do what I want, Ellen, and you can't stop me." My mother glared at her mother. She glared at me. No one can glare like my mother. If there were a glaring Olympics, she would undoubtedly13 win the gold medal.
I, of course, kept shoving peas down my throat. The glares made me nervous, and every single pea made me want to throw up, but the magical image of that five dollars floated before me, and I finally gagged down every last one of them. My grandmother handed me the five dollars with a flourish. My mother continued to glare in silence. And the episode ended. Or so I thought.
My grandmother left for Aunt Lillian's a few weeks later. That night, at dinner, my mother served two of my all-time favorite foods, meatloaf and mashed14 potatoes. Along with them came a big, steaming bowl of peas. She offered me some peas, and I, in the very last moments of my innocent youth, declined. My mother fixed15 me with a cold eye as she heaped a huge pile of peas onto my plate. Then came the words that were to haunt me for years.
"You ate them for money," she said. "You can eat them for love."
Oh, despair! Oh, devastation16! Now, too late, came the dawning realization17 that I had unwittingly damned myself to a hell from which there was no escape.
"You ate them for money. You can eat them for love."
What possible argument could I muster18 against that? There was none. Did I eat the peas? You bet I did. I ate them that day and every other time they were served thereafter. The five dollars were quickly spent. My grandmother passed away a few years later. But the legacy19 of the peas lived on, as it lives on to this day. If I so much as curl my lip when they are served (because, after all, I still hate the horrid20 little things), my mother repeats the dreaded21 words one more time: "You ate them for money," she says. "You can eat them for love."
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