...I think the 1950’s were the good old days because anyone could leave their doors open. People would not worry if someone was going to break in or hurt them. Children could play outside after dark. They did not worry the kids might get kidnapped. People had televisions in the fifths. They could see the President or cartoons on the televisions. The fifths was also called the “baby makers”. The Americans were well on the way to becoming a motorized society before the 1950’s. During the fifties the number of cars nearly doubled from 39 million to 74 million. On an average 4.5 million cars were junked every year of the 1950’s. My grandma used to talk about how when she grow up in the 1920’s. The 1950’s were the good old days to her. She used to...
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...Just a few days. In the city of Reno, Nevada, there was a restaurant called, Jimmy’s Ristorante Italiano. The owner, Jimmy, who was usually lonely, even though he had lots of friends, plus the other people who worked at the restaurant, wanted to have somebody who could keep him company. But today was Jimmy’s big day, today some executives were going to come and inspect his restaurant, and if it was up to their standards, Jimmy’s restaurant would be made in several cities. Just a couple of miles away from Jimmy’s Ristorante Italiano, there was a kid named, Timothy, whose parents had left him when he was 5 years old. Timothy was heading into town to see if he could find some food, the food had before entering the city was stolen by some hoodlum, in one of the restaurant’s dumpsters. The first restaurant he searched, 4th St. Bistro, had emptied their dumpsters the day before. The second restaurant he searched, Jimmy’s Ristorante Italiano, had a lot of uneaten food in their dumpster. Timothy was so hungry that he wasted no time getting into the dumpster. After eating some of...
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...September 12, 2012 G. Grunow English 131 A State of Trance “Hanady! Hanady! Hey where’s Hanady, she isn’t responding.” “She must be upstairs listening to music.” Music to me is almost like a third language. It not only provides insight but it allows me to feel as if I’m in another world. Music comes in many forms from rap, r&b, rock, pop, and many more but nothing speaks to me more than the power of trance. Trance is a genre of music that alters a mix of electric dance and repeated lyrics and beats. Throughout my school years I managed to have many friends but ones who weren’t really setting me up for a good future. I would do things, such as homework and studies, at my own pace and school wasn’t my first priority. It was fall of 2009, when my cousin Jay, introduced me to the world of trance. I remember that very first song he had me listen to called “On a good day” by Oceanlab. After hearing it several times I almost felt as if I were able to escape from the world I was living and came to realize that it was almost my little piece of heaven. Trance makes me so relaxed and motivated when I listen to it. It was almost like a friend to me because the lyrics that came along with it were more insightful than the words that came out of my friend’s mouths I hung out with. At that point in my life I moved away from friends and moved in a better direction. Sports have been a huge part of my life. I played soccer and volleyball all throughout high school and I remember specifically...
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...Job BEEEEP! I rolled over and pressed snooze for about the tenth time that morning because it was summer and sleeping in only seemed mandatory. I felt the warmth of the sun come in through my large bedroom window and make direct contact with my half open eyes. I immediately knew that today was going to be a good day. Just like any other summer morning I woke up around noon, slowly drudged out of bed and walked over to the sink where I would typically fall asleep brushing my teeth. But on this particular day I remember being wide-awake with a ready to go mentality. I quickly brushed my teeth and went downstairs to enjoy some breakfast. One bowl of milk with exactly 3 handfuls of Captain Crunch cereal was a tradition; so I got my bowl and sat down to enjoy the wonderful meal that awaited me. I was enjoying the bowl of cereal and watching House, my favorite television show when I saw a bright little screen light up. I slowly turned my head to look at my phone and saw a text from my friend. It said “Hey you can come by today and interview if you want.” At that moment my day went from being just another summer day to the most important summer day. This was the day that I would be applying for my first real job. I hurriedly unlocked my phone; 0-8-8-0 a password that was meant to take no time to enter did the trick and text awaited me. I replied saying, “Great I’ll come by later today.” At this point a multitude of emotions hit me. First, I felt happy and excited because...
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...The good Deed: The lili’s Dream. Narrator: One day, there was an old lady living in china, Her name was Old Mrs. Pan, and unfortunately, her son, Billy pan, brought her to new York because she is too old to live alone in their house and he is worried because there has a Local bullies in there. But when mrs. pan is in the new York, she felt uncomfortable and felt useless, A lot of things are different there in New York, the water are taste like metal while in china, the water taste naturally earth, the food are not fresh unlike in china, and there has a machine that there has no in china, she didn’t know what it is and how to use it. So she decided to die that to live like that, she never eat and did not want to outside of her room, she never bother to look at the window because there has a machine like car. Sophia, her son’s wife worried because of her, so she asked a help to her social worker friend who are Chinese too. Sophia: Mother, this is my social worker friend, her name was Miss lili yang, she came to see you. (Mrs.Pan is about to stand up but lili stops her) Lili yang: You must not rise to one suchyounger. Old mrs pan: You speak so much good in Chinese! Lili yang: My parents taught me. Old mrs pan: Have you ever been in our Village? Lili yang: That’s sorrow, I never been there, im here to listen to you to tell me. Sophia: excuse me, I must prepare the dinner. Old mrs pan: She is always busy. Anyway, I was seventeen when I...
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...the bitter cold. It was going to be a long night; I couldn’t sleep. My mind was filled with worry about where I would get food for my daughter tomorrow. I always managed to find something for her even though I often went hungry…my daughter was my number one priority when it came to nutrition these days. Many people had asked why I don’t give her up to the state, but my promise to myself I was that as long as I could provide food and keep Phoebe healthy, I would keep her. The very minute that I was unable to provide these things was when I would give her to someone who could better care for her. “Mommy, I need breakfast!” The sun was rising. I needed to find Phoebe some food. “Come on, Phoebe. We’ll go look for something.” We started to walk, her hand in mine, when I sighed with relief. I saw a man in the donut shop waving us in. My daughter and I walked in to the warm glow and lovely smell of the place, and the man filled a bag with donuts, bagels, and croissants. I tell the man, “Thank you so much, you don’t know how much this means to me.” We sit and eat breakfast, and then I send Phoebe off to school. Phoebe’s smile is wide and bright. “Have a good day, Mommy!” I wish her a good day in return. As I try to find some lunch for myself, I...
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...have David Quammen an author with a true love for nature and he struggles with his personal bias against animals. It is in this facet of the chapter in which I am able to connect my personal struggle with a bias. When walking into my first day of high school I was extremely nervous, not knowing exactly what to expect I didn’t go into the situation with an open mind. As I sat down for my first math class a foreign boy entered the room gazing for a seat. I remember vividly, for some reason not wanting the boy to sit next to me so I stared down at the desk, refusing to look up. Starring down at the desk I heard as the foot steps became louder and louder. Finally looking up I watched the foreign looking student sit down directly next to. After an awkward 15 minutes of no conversation the student turned to me and introduced him self saying his name was Egzon and that he was from Albania. Class after class we would have small conversations and I would do my best to seem uninterested. It was not only until our fifth class together till I realized how ignorant I was being. As I thought more about my situation going into high school, I soon observed that Egzon was the only kid that had made an effort to talk to be and become my friend. So from that day fourth I made a promise to myself that I would do my best to get to know Egzon. As the year passed by and we spent more time out of class and in school our friendship grew and by the end of freshman year we were best friends. At the end of...
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...OTHER BOOKS BY D. A. BENTON Lions Don’t Need to Roar How to Think Like a CEO The $100,000 Club Secrets of a CEO Coach HOW TO ACT LIKE A 10 Rules for Getting to the Top and Staying There CEO M C G R AW- H I L L SAN FRANCISCO LISBON WA S H I N G T O N , D. C . MADRID AU C K L A N D D. A. BENTON N E W YO R K B O G OT Á MILAN C A R AC A S LONDON NEW DELHI MEXICO CITY SINGAPORE MONTREAL S A N J UA N SYDNEY T O K YO TO RO N TO McGraw-Hill abc Copyright © 2001 by Debra A. Benton. All rights reserved. Manufactured in the United States of America. Except as permitted under the United States Copyright Act of 1976, no part of this publication may be reproduced or distributed in any form or by any means, or stored in a database or retrieval system, without the prior written permission of the publisher. 0-07-137459-0 The material in this eBook also appears in the print version of this title: 0-07-135998-2. All trademarks are trademarks of their respective owners. Rather than put a trademark symbol after every occurrence of a trademarked name, we use names in an editorial fashion only, and to the benefit of the trademark owner, with no intention of infringement of the trademark. Where such designations appear in this book, they have been printed with initial caps. McGraw-Hill eBooks are available at special quantity discounts to use as premiums and sales promotions, or for use in corporate training programs. For more information, please contact George Hoare, Special Sales...
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...WHAT IS THE BEST WAY to drive innovative work inside organizations? Important clues hide in the stories of world-renowned creators. ItturnS out that ordinary scientists, marketers, programmers, and other unsung knowledge workers, whose jobs require creative productivity every day, have more in common with famous innovators than most managers realize. The workday events that ignite their emotions, fuel their motivation, and trigger their perceptions are fundamentally the same. The Double Helix, James Watson's 1968 memoir about discovering the structure of DNA, describes the roller coaster of emotions he and Francis Crick experienced through the progress and setbacks of the work that eventually earned them the Nobel Prize. After the excitement of their first attempt to build a DNA model, Watson and Crick noticed some serious flaws. According to Watson, "Our first minutes with the models…were not joyous." Later that evening, "a shape began to emerge which brought back our spirits." But when they showed their "breakthrough" to colleagues, they found that their model would not work. Dark days of doubt and ebbing motivation followed. When the duo finally had their bona fide breakthrough, and their colleagues found no fault with it, Watson wrote, "My morale skyrocketed, for I suspected that we now had the answer to the riddle." Watson and Crick were so driven by this success that they practically lived in the lab, trying to complete the work. Throughout these episodes, Watson and...
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...I have had in the past, I have however encountered two bosses that were different in their way of leading but both unfortunately didn’t get to the desired results which I will explain in more details. One of my longest job positions I have occupied was at this store called Chou Chou , a boutique for women shoes. The store was a part of a small chain of three other boutiques that my boss himself opened up. My first impression of Mr. Saragosti was that he was nice, friendly and knew what he was doing. However I came to realize through my own and other’s experiences that it was a nightmare to work for him. He was very commanding (coercive) in his style of work and that because he had that drive to achieve a certain amount of sales per day. All he really cared about was money. I’m not trying to discriminate in anyway but knowing he was Jewish, I thought to myself that maybe its normal that money/ profit is the primary source of his interest. I mean it is for everyone who owns a business but to a certain extent. In the case of Saragosti, he took it too far to the point that he wasn’t rational anymore. His actions and behavior were inconsistent and whenever things would go wrong he would blame it on us, the staff. He sort of had this concept that if he’s not around to command us he won’t achieve his numbers, so that could be linked also with the pacesetting type. He made sure first of all to hire all youngster has sales persons so he can direct them, because he thought that if...
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...Prakriti Khanal Mr. Andrew Young ENG 111 1/24/2014 “Memories play a confusing role. They make me laugh when I remember the time I cried together! But make me cry when I remember the time I laughed together. They too can make me mad but, for sure, no matter what emotion they carry, they all share a place deep in my heart.” Every moment, when I recall them in my mind, they appear to be fresh. I cannot make myself believe that I already passed those times and will never be in the same time again. A chill runs down my spine awaking all my senses till date when I remember them. I especially remember the time when I was able to make my whole family proud of me. That was the time when I saw my own future as I had wished that to be. Every time I think of it, it takes me on a voyage of happy moments. In my whole life; it is uncountable how many happy moments that I’ve gone through since I was small. Happy moments are something that made us very happy and it is unforgettable. It will never be erased out of our mind and we will always remind of it for the rest of our life. It might happen daily, weekly, monthly and even annually but it really happened. It makes us smile to the ears and sometimes it tears us down. I just can’t imagine how it feels if we don’t experienced all those happy moments. I was staring at the stars shining in the sky. The city was dark due to the scheduled power outage. People in city were in their mid-sleep but I was standing...
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...Today is the day I have been waiting on. It has been a while since I had a day to myself. Today is that day, a day of peace. My alarm was set for 8; 00 am. The exact time the kid’s bus arrives for pick up and my wife leaves for work as I lay in the bed tossing and turning, I could hear the family scrambling throughout the house. You can hear my wife yelling at the kids to be ready for the bus. Then my alarm rings, ding. Ding…ding….is reached over to shut my alarm off and was greeted by the family at my bed. Good mourning dad we love you was all I heard as the kids darted out the door off to school. It is time to get my day started. As I walk through the bed room door my wife greets me with a kiss as she heads out the door. She turns and says “breakfast is in the microwave sweetie. I replied; ok have a good day as she leaves. I can smell the aroma of the food in the air as I entered the kitchen. As good as the food smelled I need a cup of coffee to start my day. As my coffee brewed I got my self-ready for the day. Since today is a day set for my hobbies, I decided to start it off with coffee and video gaming. I spent about four hours playing play station 3. Now that my gaming was over, it was time for the park. Armed with my camera I headed out to the park for a day with nature. As I was driving to the park I passed a dairy queen, so I decided to add a treat to my day. The park was beautiful, the sun was shining bright and the birds were chirping. I walked through the park capturing...
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...T.Ray used to be very stubborn and would not of taken this much effort to find them.He would just hope for them to come and just sit around and wait.Since he met Callie, things have changed, he has been more positive and motivated to find them; it is really showing the caring side of him. Since Callie is very optimistic , it started to rub off on T.Ray. Then one day, they got a call. They rushed to the phone hoping that it was the police finally responding to them. But, it was Lily. She had called but still has not told him where she was. T.Ray tried not to act so worried because she knew that it was not like him to be worried and caring about her. After she hung up. T.Ray thought that there was no hope to finding her. All of a sudden, a smart thought came to Callie’s...
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...Usman Quddus Khan The sun glaring through the window woke me up. I got out of bed and got dressed. I proceeded into the kitchen where I ate cold cereal for breakfast, just like every morning for the past 3 years. It was time to go to work. I stepped outside and walked at a leisurely pace down Malcolm Ave. It was the best time of year for my line of work: the summer when all of the tourists came to New York. I got to the city square, and as usual, the very same cliques were there, and in numbers today. 'It looks to be a very good day,' I thought as I smiled to myself. I saw a white man in his late 30's. Guessed he looked kind of lost. 'Perfect,' I thought to myself. “Time to work.” I calmly and confidently stepped up to the man. "Hello, sir. Can I help you?" "Yes. I am looking for the Malcolm Hotel." "Yes, yes... Oh, okay. Go three blocks down, and take a right. It will be on your left. You can't miss it" "Thank you." "You're welcome. Have a good day sir." I walked away with not only a smile on my face, but with the man's wallet in my pocket. I opened it up to see 48 dollars, a Discover, and a MasterCard. A couple of hours and 4 wallets later, I decided to get lunch. So far, I had acquired 6 credit cards, 726 dollars, and several patent leather, hand-made Italian billfolds. I decided to go to my favourite place a little bistro called daVinci's. They have the best pizza. But then, I saw the man. He was about 6 feet tall, with a dark chocolate complexion. He was actually...
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