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letsmustafa · 3 years

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COMMUNICATION

I) Introduction :

“Communication is your ticket to success, if you pay attention and learn to do it effectively” - Theo Gold (Author of Positive Thinking)

The very vital ingredient of life is to share feelings, expressions, to be get heard and add meanings. In fact, the key to life is means to communicate. In other word, we can say, only through communication can human life hold meaning. The process of understanding each other, express ideas, sharing opinion and passing of information or facts. And therefore, it’s imperative to be potent with effective communication skills and techniques in order to enrich the communication process more meaningful and efficient, eventually to be successful in any desired aim or task. We all are bind in relationship whether at home, workplace or in social affairs. Base of successful relationship is communication, and to do it effectively we have to be master in the art of effective communication. To communicate effectively, one must understand the emotion behind the information being said. Understanding communication skills such as; listening, verbal and non-verbal communication, and managing stress can help better the relationships one has with others.

“Your ability to communicate is an important tool in your pursuit of your goals, whether it is with your family, your co-workers or your clients and customers” - Lee Brown (American politician, criminologist and businessman)

For many, communication seems like a gift. In reality, it is a skill that can be learned through education and practice. Thus, I strongly believe that, each and every individual can grow and become successful in their respective filed and achieve their desired goal if they are championed in effective communication and eager to learn and adopt it as their essential skill set.

II) About Me :

Born and brought up in defense area, a town in India, my upbringing has great influenced of military culture. Being retried naval personnel, my father has always given utmost important to disciplined life be it in education, sports or workplace. My mother, a housemaker, truly believe in freedom of open thinking and expression. She has been source of inspiration for us as siblings to pursue our dreams and has her immense support in every manner to achieve it. I, being the youngest, had more privilege to be with her and get nurtured under the shadow as the wife of warrior, a tough warrior in real life.

As a defense ward, I was fortunate for having had my schooling in military school throughout and chance of meeting and interacting with colleagues coming from different part of the country. Spending my early life with friends, each one with special personality may it be their language, culture, living style, faith etc., was actually the great learning. I must say, defense kids are breed apart. They can adjust everywhere and has ability to manage life with everyone because of their wide exposure in their initial days. They are really blessed with skills to express themselves quite effectively and bond easily to create value network in life.

Post completing my graduation, I moved to metro city New Delhi. City with full of scope and hope. Opportunity in every field and avenue to fulfill our dreams. I did my post-graduation (PG) here with an ambition of successful career in corporate world, and hence PG in an MBA with finance and marketing as specialization. Since then I’m a working professional in different sectors namely IT/ITES, HR Consulting and Real Estate respectively. My work domain largely involved; business development, marketing communication (MarCom), client relationship (CRM) and event management. My key result area (KRAs) also involved the part of database management (DBMS), management information (MIS) and team handling.

With having experience of 12 years in different sectors and domain altogether, I always find a scope of learning, improvement and areas to challenge myself to upscale a level ahead from where I was last standing. Upgrading the communication tactics and strategy is organization demand to align with sophisticated corporate purpose and achieving core objectives. Sometime rejection and disapproval are obvious outcome. However, answer to all is keep on brushing and strengthening the communication strategies, keep it effective and nurture leadership quality with dynamic approach simultaneously.

“When you give yourself permission to communicate what matters to you in every situation you will have peace despite rejection or disapproval. Putting a voice to your soul helps you to let go of the negative energy of fear and regret” - Shannon L. Alder (An inspirational author)

III) Communication strategy and leadership:

Taking role as senior executive level, it’s important to quickly establish or elevate communication skill sets or program. I understand that, the higher we go, more people within the organization would want to know about what we are going to do and how will we do it. We may have inherited hundreds of staff distributed across the world, to whom we may need to communicate regarding our renewed mission, strategy or brand objectives. Furthermore, there may be numerous other stakeholders outside the company that we have to communicate to, like investors, banks, customers etc. Disciplined communication strategy is essential to get across the critical message to key stakeholders without it being drowned by the noise or lost in translation.

It is crucial to implement excellent communication strategy for success in business world. To encourage members of a company to work together effectively. How team and team members within a company interact determines whether projects will run smoothly or be fraught with challenges. This is where leadership comes in. Good leadership and effective communication go hand in hand. Leaders interact with every team and a large number of employees, how a leader communicates sets the tone for the rest of the organization. Good leader should able to motivate, persuade and encourage others to work towards a common goal.

“When the conduct of men is designed to be influenced, persuasion, kind, unassuming persuasion, should ever be adopted. It is an old and a true maxim, that ‘a drop of honey catches more flies than a gallon of gall” - Abraham Lincoln (Statesman, lawyer and former US president)

It’s essential to identify the leadership style for better understanding on how we must interact with, and perceived by, employees across the organization. Irrespective of the position, we need to develop our individual leadership style and cultivate the essential habit of self-awareness. Even before entering the managerial position, leadership qualities are required depending upon the context and situation. It may be goal oriented, action based, people centric, behavioral etc. Excellent communication skills are required to manage a team at workplace or to manage organization efficiently. And communication gets affected by different leadership styles. To conclude, effective communication and leadership together gives an effective leadership communication. Communication makes a leader effective who develops better understanding in teams. These understanding bring a sense of trust in employees on the leader and on each other, work together, which further reinforce congenial relations with team members and creates an excellent work atmosphere. This enhance the dedication towards work and eventually helps to achieve the desired targets. Conceptual model of effective leadership communication can be explained as below –

Strategic Narrative -

There has been a tangential shift in the way communication is being approached in organizations today. This tangential shift from a formal directive method of communication to a more engaging and inclusive conversational style. The distance between the sender and the receiver is getting shorter and the need for inclusivity and relationship building through communication is getting stronger. One of the major reasons for this shift is the evolution of the workforce and the relationships they hope to make in the workplace. Formality and hierarchy have made way for equality and a flatter organization structure. It’s a common refrain in executive suites these days: “We need a new narrative.” Therefore, story telling is very effective way to excite, attract customers, to engage and motivate. A story that is concise but comprehensive.

“Storytelling can be described as the art of communication using stories and narratives”

When a person needs to be motivated or action is desired out of him/her, communication in the form of stories will generate a stronger reaction when compared to passive data given to him/her.

Active Listening, Receiving and Implementing Feedback –

“When people talk, listen completely. Most people never listen” - Ernest Hemingway (An American journalist, novelist, short-story writer, and sportsman)

Effective leaders know when they need to talk and, more importantly, when they need to listen. employees’ opinions, ideas, and feedback are valuable. And when they do share, actively engage in the conversation—pose questions, invite them to elaborate, and take notes. It’s important to stay in the moment and avoid interrupting. It’s critical, though, that you don’t just listen to the feedback. You also need to act on it, to build up the faith, trust and transparency. By letting your employees know they were heard and then apprising them of any progress you can, or do, make, they’ll feel as though you value their perspective and are serious about improving.

IV) Conclusion :

Communication is the core of effective leadership. To influence and inspire the team, we’ve to be championed in transparency and practicing empathy. Need to understand how other perceive one’s perspective basis on verbal and non-verbal cues. Figure out the scope of improvement and development process and align the plan to guide and track progress.

#effective communication #leadership #leadership communication #storytelling #active listening #persuasion #empathy #compassion #teambuilding #transparency #feedback

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brazil-also-loves-rwby · 5 years

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To move on 5 - RWBY FANFIC

Hello everyone. This is my fanfic Para Seguir Em Frente. I translated it because I received many visits from countries with English language. MY ENGLISH IS BAD AND YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Please comment. Originaly posted here https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13256016/1/To-move-on

Late at night, Oscar finally came home, tired after a long day at work. His body and aura were spent after a whole day practicing and demonstrating different uses of magic. He crawled upstairs, noting that Aunt May was not in her room. Exhausted, he took a moment to remember that she would spend the night at her boyfriend's house, Beryl Willow. This meant there was no food waiting for him in the fridge and he would have to get his own dinner. Sighing, Oscar placed an order for a nearby restaurant through his scroll while the tub was filled. Soon he sank into the hot water of the bath and allowed himself to relax as his mind wandered.

Six months have passed since the end of the Great War. Autumn came and went, giving way to the cold of winter. Still, Remnant never stopped. Destroyed buildings were repaired and new buildings rose every day. The academys themselves and their huge campus were already more than halfway to their old glory. Houses that lost their former owners in the war now accommodated new families in the face of a strong migration from the outside into the realms.

Oscar himself settled into his position as an academic professor of Magic. His first students returned to their kingdoms, but were immediately replaced by others. Every day they wrote theses about their discoveries of magic. They wrote schoolbooks for future classes that would be compulsory in public education and preparing new teachers.

Even magic was beginning to settle in people's lives. Oscar saw few chimneys spewing smoke, for magical fire had become a common practice. Some workers, on the docks or buildings, carried large loads in the air with ease. Little by little the world adapted to the new way of life.

But accustomed did not mean comfortable. Oscar had imagined that his popularity and his friends would fall over time, but he could not be more wrong. He was often invited (almost pressed) to attend interviews and talk shows. Jaune was stamped on the packaging of a morning cereal and Yang in energy drink commercials. Weiss had become the propaganda girl of her county, being invited to be the face of informational commercials related to magic.

It was a normal life, with daily highs and lows, and yet Oscar felt himself living in a Utopia. For years he doubted that these days of peace would come. He was so sure that he would be one more of Ozma's souls, and to his surprise, he became the last. His sleepy mind wandered into those dark days, sinking into memories.

- Ozpin, how exactly our souls are going to 'combine'?

Oscar admired the view of Atlas, protected from the cold wind that roared outside through the window. It was late at night and everyone was asleep. Only he remained awake, his mind too filled with doubts and insecurities to be able to rest in peace. Then he'd descended into the living room, where he would not disturb his roommates with their mental conversations.

In those moments Oscar could almost see Ospin in his reflection in the glass. His expressions, his moods and even his mental voice became more obvious, more different from his own.

- Like I said, it's a long, exhausting process. - Ozpin said with a resigned, sad sigh.

- But how exactly does it work? - Oscar pressed. Both remained tense for a long moment, while Ozpin chose the words he wanted to say.

- The process of integration begins the moment I reincarnate. The beginning is always the same: fear, doubts, constant concern for one's own sanity. Fortunately, we did not take long in this situation. There was a person, centuries ago, that I could never convince him that he was not crazy. He was completely convinced that some grimm had possessed him. - Oscar trembled at the memories that Ozpin let slip along with those words. - It was dark times. It was believed that discipline and self-flagellation could purge the body of evil and prevent grimms from approaching. I tried to stop him several times from hurting us, but one day he went too far and I was reincarnated again.

- I'm so sorry. - Oscar murmured.

- It was a long time ago, but thank you anyway. - Ozpin made the equivalent of a mental cough to compose himself and continued. - After that, we've reached the 'recognition' phase, so to speak. That's where we are now. We learn about each other. Our desires, dreams and goals, as well as our likes, dislikes and mannerisms. At some point, we will have learned everything we could over each other and our conversations have become less and less frequent. It will not be necessary to ask, for we will already know exactly how the other feels.

- That does not sound too bad. What next? - Ozpin sighed.

- It is at that moment that the assimilation begins. Because our minds are so similar, we end up deciding the same thing without thinking. Our tastes stop colliding: if you do not like coffee, but I absolutely love coffee, over time the stronger feeling will prevail and you would feel my satisfaction in drinking coffee instead of your own distaste. Barriers begin to become thinner and we begin to find it difficult to define where one begins and another ends. - Oscar swallowed, but Ozpin kept talking. - When someone calls your name, I answer the call. The 'you' becomes 'us' in time and then 'we' becomes 'I'. Who controls the body becomes irrelevant, since both would use it in the same way.

- I understand. - Oscar leaned his head against the glass, letting the cold cool his skin. - I always imagined that I would just ... disappear. But now I understand that when you reincarnate again, part of my personality will continue to permeate you.

- Yes. - Ozpin agreed. - I have always reincarnated in similar minds, as the god of light has established, but this does not mean they are same. Like Ozma, I've been a lot more foolish. Like Oswald, I've been completely in love with Remnant's women's love, like Osborne ...

- Wait. - Oscar interrupted, physically spreading his hands so that Ozpin held the reins of the conversation. - You were a casanova?

- Oswald was VERY attached not only to the pleasures of the flesh, but to the adventure of conquering a lady and causing her to fall in love with him. I believe it was the only time I could describe one of my companions as a narcissist. - Ozpin sounded exasperated, and that made Oscar laugh. - I was no stranger to being described as 'gallant' or 'gentleman,' but that was too much. This trait of Oswald was so strong that I think it took another two reincarnations to finally be able to look at a huntress wearing a short skirt without immediately being plagued by libidinous thoughts.

Oscar even pulled the air to question what he meant, just to hear Ozpin's measured and indignant response and have fun with it. But Ozpin's indignation was enough to make his memory grow. Oscar remembered what it was like to be sitting next to a woman close enough to feel the heat of her skin. The euphoria of imagining what kind of expression that stern woman would look at him if he slid his hand under the table and squeezed the firm, soft flesh of her white thigh ...

- Were you THAT kind of guy?! - Oscar exclaimed, suddenly surprised and shamefully excited by the feelings and sensations that the memory passed to him. Adolescents, after all, are easily 'impressionable'. - Thank the gods that you could curb that kind of thinking.

- I could curb that kind of thinking in my next incarnations. Ozpin corrected. Oscar could feel that he was as uncomfortable as himself. - But Oswald was not a man that just think.

- Please do not tell me he really did it...

This time Ozpin purposely pushed the memory back to Oscar. The red and astonished face of a beautiful blonde woman, twisted in fury and outrage. The memory had a sense of satisfaction and victory to take such expression from such a cold woman.

- I hope you guys got a pretty slap for it. - Oscar shook his head.

- A punch, actually. Followed by several others, I must add. This little event gave me control over our body for several weeks, since I refused to talk to Oswald for a few days because of it.

Oscar laughed and they remained in a comfortable feeling for a few moments. But soon Oscar felt that Ozpin was restless. He waited, knowing that soon the former director would say what he had in mind.

- I was analyzing our situation. He finally said carefully. - Integration should have begun, at least in its early stages, but it is not our case. We understand each other, but our thoughts and feelings remain apart most of the time. Personal.

- And you think you know why.

- Yes. Look, never before have so many people at the same time learned of my reincarnation, and few of those who knew have done so before the integration took place. Miss Rose ... - Oscar was startled by the mention of Ruby in the matter. - became careful to refer to both of us and this habit spread to all others.

- You're right. Everyone says 'Good morning Oscar, Ozpin' in the morning. I remember one morning when she was responsible for making breakfast and she handed us a cup of coffee with milk. She said 'I know you do not like Oscar coffee, so I prepared it with milk ...'

- 'So you and Ozpin can reach a middle ground'. - Ozpin completed mentally. - That's exactly the point of my theory. We are constantly being treated as different people, so it is more difficult for our emotions to blend. For example, strong emotions such as admiration and affection would be the first to 'leak' and begin to affect me, but you are managing to keep them almost completely away from me.

- What do you mean by that? - Oscar asked, feeling his own face warm and Ozpin's low-pitched laughter echoed in his head.

"I meant, by my calculations, we do not have to worry about it in the near future.

Oscar awoke from his memories and stepped out of the cold water from the tub. In the end, they never had to worry about losing their identities. Ozpin's memories became his over the years, but even the feelings being so vivid, they never felt as belonging to him. Even if weakened, the barrier that defined the boundaries between Oscar and Ozpin never fell.

The doorbell rang downstairs as Oscar dried, so he just slipped his legs into pajama bottoms and walked downstairs with the towel over his shoulders, still thinking. There was no doubt that Ruby was responsible for remaining faithful to who he was. Whether she treated him as an individual or the fact that he himself so fiercely guarded his feelings for her against Ozpin. Those teenage feelings that had just matured over the years were the one thing Oscar would never share with anyone.

Opening the door, Oscar almost fell back in surprise. Instead of the deliverer a semi frozen Ruby Rose was standing on its mat. She had snow trapped in her hood, sad eyes and a forced smile on her face that made Oscar's heart sink into his chest.

- Hey, Oscar.

#rwby #Oscar Pine #ruby rose #ozpin #fanfic #rosegarden

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howwelldoyouknowyourmoon · 5 years

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Young Oon Kim hinted that Moon was not the messiah, but only in the line of the messiah.

▲ Allen Tate Wood with Miss Young Oon Kim in about 1971.

Moonstruck: A memoir of my life in a cult

by Allen Tate Wood (published in 1979)

extracts from pages 82-84 and pages 134-138

National headquarters was at 1611 Upshur Street, N.W., a big, funny old house with a double-pointed roof in a nice upper-middle-class black neighborhood with lots of big, shady maple trees. The building had once been the Libyan embassy. I was shown to a small room among the many on the second floor. There I would sleep on the blue close-cropped rug, because everyone in the Unified Family slept on the floor except Miss Kim, who did not either because she was a saint or because she was older or because she was rather frail.

▲ 1611 Upshur St NW, Washington, DC.

I had arrived during the dinner hour, and after I had brought my stuff to the room I joined the group of twenty-five or thirty seated at the two long cafeteria-style tables down in the linoleum-floored basement. Miss Kim sat at the end of one table and I was seated next to her. I was somewhat awed by Miss Kim. I knew her from the photograph that appeared on the back of the early editions of the Divine Principle, which she had translated. That picture showed a Korean maiden of about thirty-two in Oriental dress. She had an oval face, even features, lovely dark eyes and a mouth full and yet disciplined.

Now I saw her some eighteen years later and she was still pretty. Her hair was still long and jet black and she wore it pinned up. What her movements and posture now showed especially, and what the portrait had not been able to convey entirely, was how feminine and graceful she was.

I don’t remember what I ate that first meal, but I do remember Miss Kim’s quiet, gentle exploration of my personality. She asked me many questions about myself, but never in a rude stand-and-deliver manner that I might have expected from someone who so obviously held the respect of everyone in the room. She asked about the trip and observed that I must be exhausted, wanted to know about my education, my religious background, my hopes for the future, about my family and where I was from.

“Princeton,” I answered.

“I thought that was a university.” Her English was precise, pronounced delicately.

“It is. It is also a nice town. Many people are confused by that.”

“It is not so far from here?”

“No, not at all.”

“Will you visit your parents?”

“Yes, of course. We are a close family. I have not seen them for four months.”

“You have not seen them since you joined us?”

“No.”

“Have you written them?”

“Yes.”

“What do they say?”

“They don’t really seem to understand. But this has been a rather confusing time for us. They will.”

“They may not. I would not be surprised, Allen, if they never do. Most of us here are not old like me, but young. Many times families are the enemies of religious experience. Jesus said: ‘For I am come to set man at variance against his father. A man’s foes shall be they of his own household. He that loveth father or mother more than me is not worthy of me.’ Be prepared for the worst. Your family will oppose you in this. They will try to take you from us.”

This was not the first time nor the last time I would hear such sentiments. I had heard them many times already at Berkeley. We had been a young group, nearly all in our way dropouts, some of us deeply hurt, even maimed by the conflict with our society, and tales of ferocious fights with parents were commonplace.

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pages 134-138

… I was demoted even further. I would not be a lecturer in Level III. I was going back to being a student. I was aghast. I had been expecting to be reinstated, like Frank and Neil Salonen, but here I was getting pushed even further down.

I went to Miss Kim. She was the power behind the power. She was everyone’s confidante; she knew all that was going on behind the scenes. And she had always liked me, favored me.

I remember talking to her as the late afternoon light faded in the kitchen. She sat with her elbows on the plastic tablecloth. Behind her on the shelves our motley, tacky collection of dishes was stacked. In the background the refrigerator hummed.

I told her the whole story in a great state of agitation. As I spoke she pulled the pins from her hair, which I had never seen down. Her beautiful blue-black hair cascaded about her shoulders. It was thick and long. It reached down to the middle of her back. There was greater meaning in the gesture, I thought. I felt I was seeing the unveiling of a celestial being. What she said did not disappoint me.

Miss Kim had always been a critical follower of the Reverend Moon. Once she had told me that she believed he had some years ago lost his ability to read minds and travel in the astral world. That was why he had to employ the three mediums now. Once she had hinted that Moon was not the messiah, but only in the line of the messiah. He was an Abraham figure, and his son or his grandson would be the true messiah. This was utter heresy, of course, and this was in the back of my mind as Miss Kim spoke.

“Do not worry, young Allen. Frank has many problems and you must bear with him. All this will smooth out later. Meanwhile, I have powers myself. I will look after you. You are under my protection.”

I left the interview completely satisfied. I felt that I had the blessing of a real-life good witch of the East. I did not know exactly what she meant, but I had faith in her. I recalled what had happened the last time I had come to her discouraged. I did become a student in Level III, and I bore with it the best I could. I was a good follower, and by November came the news that made me determined to remain one. The Reverend Moon was coming here!

In December 1971, about a week before Christmas, Moon was present for our Level III graduation, which was held at a church we rented across the street. We had been renting its basement for our Sunday services for a long time. I got a small printed certificate saying that I had graduated from Level III. Presumably I was rehabilitated.

Moon stayed in the Upshur Street house, in the “parents’ room,” which was a room we kept in every center, specially furnished and waiting, should the day come for the visit of Our Leader. He lay low for about a week. He watched a lot and he conferred privately with many people. I was not one of them; I was no longer in the inner circle. Then, on the day before Christmas, he came out of his room and began to speak. And he kept on preaching all through Christmas and on to the beginning of the new year, for the greater part of seven consecutive days.

Moon talked for many hours each day, until people began to fall asleep, and he would awaken them with a shout or a shake or even a slap across the face.

He told us many things. He told us that the messiah was now in the new Rome, that as of now he had made far more progress than Jesus ever had, though he was also far short of completing his mission. But from now on, his mission was here. Moon would not perform miracles, by the way, because miracles were merely crowd pleasers, nothing serious. Jesus’ miracles were a sign of failure, Moon said.

Moon retold the parables of the Bible, adding his own interpretations. Mrs. Won-bok Choi, the medium, translated for him, as she continued to do when he was in the United States and speaking more or less privately, to his own followers. When he spoke publicly, as he was preparing to do, for his mission was taking outward shape, Colonel Pak was the translator.

Moon told us about the nature of sin. The main duality in God’s creation was between good and evil. To do evil was to sin, but since everyone thought of themselves as good, how did we know when we were sinning? The answer was that when we were working for ourselves, we were sinning. When we were working for others, we could be sure that we were doing good. Even if we did things that seemed good to others, if we did these things out of our own vanity and egoism, then we were doing evil. Motive counted very heavily in Moon’s system. Just as we could lie for good motives, and thus be doing God’s work, we could tell the truth for bad motives and be doing Satan’s will.

Such a psychology kept us at constant war with ourselves, and if it succeeded in its aims, our energy would be constantly projected outward. Moon’s was not a religion of introspection, of mysticism, of finding a oneness with God or Nature, nor even a religion of peace or beauty. It was rather a path of action. He would tell us what to think, and our duty was to obey him. His was the perfect religion for those who wished to escape from themselves.

In those seven days Moon mapped out a plan of action and told it to us. He would begin a One World Crusade and he would speak for three days in each of seven cities. A number of us would be formed into mobile bus teams, whose job would be to go into each city as an advance guard. These people would rent the hall for him to speak, sell tickets, do publicity, preach in the streets and then, when at last the Master arrived, move on to the next city on the list and do the same thing. About all this there was an atmosphere of breathless urgency. This was not something that was to happen in the far future or even the near future, but right now. It was to begin even before the month of January was out.

But that was only part of the beginning of his mission, merely the bringing of the word. After having gotten our followers, we wanted to hold them. For that we needed more centers, at least one in every state, including Hawaii and Alaska. Despite our best efforts so far, we had centers in only eight states. We would immediately send out missionaries to all the other states.

In those seven days Moon also prayed many times, and each prayer ended with him in tears. He pulled out his big white handkerchief, snapped it open with a flourish, wiped his eyes and blew his nose. He even sang to us at times; his voice was not pretty, but it was powerful. He sounded like a wounded water buffalo. Moon’s voice had great range, and sometimes, in contrast to the low ranges of his singing, it rose in passion to a mere mouse’s squeak. All in all he was a gigantic, an enveloping personality.

One of the sad things that happened for those of us who knew and loved Miss Kim—and particularly for me, since I was under her protection—was that Moon deposed her, abruptly, impatiently, bitterly, though privately. He was angry; he told her she had failed. We heard that he told her she must assume in regard to him the role of a child. She must learn everything all over again.

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Young-oon Kim – it all ended in flames and tears for the professor

Newsweek on the many Korean messiahs of the 1970s

Park Tae-seon – another Korean Pikareum Messiah

Kim Baek-moon talked about “sexual union with God”

#Young Oon Kim #Sun Myung Moon #Unification Church #FFWPU #Allen Tate Wood #Korean messiahs

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cwduniv1200-blog · 6 years

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Learning Journey Assignment

Experience 1, First Year Greek (Formal Learning)

One of my more recent formal learning experiences occurred at the start of my second semester. Being a student in Guelph’s Classics program it is mandatory to take either Greek or Latin at an introductory level; this requirement is unique compared to other Canadian universities which separate majors in Classical culture and Classical language. This Greek course has proved its importance by forcing me to acknowledge the strength it will take to progress through my program of study. Attending my first couple classes in ancient Greek was an interesting experience because it exposed me to a totally different style of studying ancient culture. I dropped out of French at a young age so I did not have the scaffolding that contributes to learning a second language. This made my first couple classes fairly intimidating. Due to the 9:30am start time and the difficulty of learning a second language I was considering dropping the course. It was my professor that changed my mind; he basically explained that if I wanted to be successful in my program I needed to obtain a deeper understanding of Classical language. As a Classical scholar your ability to discover and interrupt Greek and Latin language is what individualizes you from the standard Historian. My Greek professor stressed the importance of combining your knowledge of the classical world with your competencies in Greek language to succeed as a Classicist. This learning experience resided predominantly inside the classroom, but there was a element of discovery that I found by doing a bit of independent research. Generally speaking, my introduction to Greek language has served as the starting point to learning about the ancient world from a higher standard, and looking back, this may become the pivotal point in my academic journey.

Experience 2, Begining my Career in the Workforce (Informal Learning)

As well as my experience in Greek, my experience starting my first job can be considered a major informal learning experience. Working at Fat Bastard Burritos in Toronto taught me many different things, but as a good job should, it also taught me the value of money and hard work. For a 2-3 month period during my last year of high school I was working full time, which proved problematic due to the location of my school in relation to the burrito shop. I had to take the subway/bus at the end of the school day to work until 10pm. I felt overwhelmed and tired but I knew I had to keep working and make it through the last couple months until the summer. Juggling work and school was hard but I learned not to half-ass my studies or slack off at work because I knew putting in less effort at work/school would be a waste of my time. Working hard also taught me the value of the work I was putting into my job, and the money I was receiving. No longer did I have the time or the motivation to be frivolous. Im hoping in the future I can translate the effort I put in during those couple months to my studies at school; if I can find that same mindset of discipline and routine I know I will bring my grades up significantly.

Experience 3, Meeting my Manager and Friend (Personal Learning)

Another important personal learning experience occurred through my relationship with one of my bosses at Fat Bastard Burritos. After a couple months of working without a primary manager the owner of the store brought his good friend in to help increase profits. This was when I met Rob, my new manager and friend. What Rob taught me was two of the most important aspects for a great life: confidence and laughter. He carried himself in a manner that demanded your attention; if he was in the room you would know. Additionally he never failed to crack a joke about customers or his employees. He always told me to keep my back straight at the cash register and crack a smile to our customers. He liked me because we had the same sense of humour and we both had long hair. Rob never went to college or university but working with him for a summer felt like the best education I have ever had. In the future I would love to try and integrate some of his confidence into my studies. Im having a hard time with Greek but I know Rob would tell me to relax and approach the language with a charming smile.

Experience 4, My Relationship with my Aunt (Personal Learning)

Moreover, one of my more personal learning experiences deals with my family’s relationship with my aunt. Throughout my life my aunt has always been a symbol of what to not be, or what I would end up like if I made bad decisions. She has been mentally ill for as long as I can remember and over the course of my life I have experienced many of her psychotic episodes firsthand. I can’t really remember the way these episodes made me feel because they occurred at such a young age but I have some memories of her relapsing at Christmas/Thanksgiving dinners. She was never violent but these episodes usually ended in her yelling at my mom. Although my aunt has her many faults my mother and grandparents still care for her deeply; we have something in common being the older siblings and as a result I have always had a close relationship with her. Some of my fondest memories are sitting on the back porch with her while she smoked cigarettes; I always remember asking her questions about things I could never talk about with my parents. My mother always takes the time to stress the importance of staying away from drugs, as my aunt has battled with addiction since she was a teenager. Looking towards the future I think it would be beneficial to attempt to try and cut down on my alcohol intake, seeing as my aunt suffered from substance abuse in her early twenties. My dad was adopted so my brother and I never had the chance to develop relationships with his side of the family, as a result my moms side of the family is extremely valuable to us, and while I will always love my aunt deeply I saw how hard her illness was on the people around her, and I never want to have that effect on my family.

Experience 5, Meeting Music (Personal Learning)

Additionally, one of my fondest personal memories was my family’s trip to New Orleans: the Jazz Capital of the United States. My learning experience occurred through our trip to Preservation Hall a musical venue in the heart of the French Quarter. I went on this trip just after my 14th birthday and listening to the Preservation Hall Jazz Band had a massive effect on my impressionable young ears. My dad used to take me to concerts when I was younger but this was my first time experiencing traditional jazz played by passionate musicians. This experience served as the gateway into my love of jazz music; I will always have the vinyl copy of their first album and the awe I experienced watching people perpetuate some of the oldest music alive will stick with me forever. I think one of the most important things Jazz music has taught me is the method of relaxation. There is nothing more tranquil than lying in bed listening to A Kind of Blue, and I use these moments to unloaded stress and relax. My plan for the future is to continue to listen and learn about the genre and enjoy the music that have loved from such a young age.

Experience 6, Thinking about Studying (Informal Learning)

Another informal learning experience occurred when I was studying for my exams last semester. Gearing up for four major exams demanded a different method of studying than high school tests. I After a couple term tests I got into a kind of routine where I prepared for multiple choice questions by creating a study sheet from lecture notes and slides, and for essay questions by writing out my essay beforehand and memorizing it before the exam. No one really taught me this method but rather I encountered it by myself. These methods of studying were completely different from anything I experienced before and seeing as most of my exams follow the same format I will be able to utilize this technique in the future.

Experience 7, Personal Relationship (Personal Learning)

Also, since I arrived at university I have met a ton of people that I admire and I would consider my friends, but one relationship in particular has helped me reflect on some of my abilities and personality traits. I met one of my best friends on the first day of university and since then we have spent a considerable amount of time together. One of the traits I admire most about him is his ability to stand up for himself and his friends. He has many “alpha-male” characteristics that sometimes make him seem overly aggressive, but allow him to exert an aura of confidence. He is extremely loyal and dependable; one of things that I respect about him is his commitment to his own mortals and the goodness of others. He stature commands respect for himself and the people around him; I have never been in a situation with him where I felt like somebody was being treated unfairly. In comparison, I have personality traits that are hyper-agreeable. This can be useful but one of the things that makes our relationship work so well is that we both respect our personalities which sometimes fall on opposite ends of the spectrum. I think moving forward I can integrate some of his characteristics into my personality. Over the past couple months he has taught me about how to carry yourself with a bit more confidence and if I can teach him anything if may be some advise about keeping a level head. Sometimes we may clash but I have come to the conclusion that there is no amount of temporary anger that will split us apart.

Experience 8, Relationship with my Dog (Personal Learning)

I think one of my most important learning experiences occurred through my relationship with my dog Emmy, who unfortunately passed away when I arrived at university. My family, after constant nagging on my part ended up rescuing her when I was seven and from that point on I was given the responsibilities for taking care of her. I fed and walked her every day and once and a while I would cut her nails or give her a bath. I loved every second I spent with her and through our relationship I learned the value one gets out of sacrificing your immediate well being for the good of someone else. Sometimes I didn’t want to take her out to use the washroom but I knew it was my job, and I learned that meeting the responsibilities you set for yourself is a great feeling. I have found, personally, that I get a similar feeling of fulfilment when I meet the academic goals I set for myself; sometimes just saying your going to do something and doing it is enough to be happy.

Experience 9, Introduction to Classical Studies (Personal Learning)

Additionally, one of my more interesting personal learning experiences occurred through my introduction to Classical antiquity in my first semester of university. Going into university as an English major I thought I wanted to become a writer or work in a publishing house. I assumed because I loved reading and discussing literature that my path somehow involved obtaining my undergraduate degree in English. My path changed when I took an introductory English course and realized that the content and method of studying literature did not appeal to me as much as I thought; I came to the conclusion that I much preferred reading for pleasure opposed to a more academic relationship with literature. When I was introduced to studying Classical culture I found that by studying history I could combine my love of literature and writing and impose them on a subject that was much more interesting to me. More importantly I was not picking apart poems and prose but rather studying a culture that had appealed to me from a young age. I feel like I want to run with this realization and do the best I can in my program.

Experience 10, Working in Vancouver (Informal Learning)

Additionally, a significant informal learning experience was working for three weeks at a printing shop in Vancouver. Due to my jobs location I had to wake up early (6am) and take multiple buses into work everyday; I worked from eight to four and at the end of the day I was exhausted. By working everyday for three months I was exposed to the prospect of having a “real job”, which taught me the importance of finding something that you actually like to do. Although I loved the people I worked with I felt like they didn’t really like their job; I got the sense that they might have steered away from their passion and stetted for something that could provide immediate financial support. I am very lucky to have the opportunity to gain an education and I believe it is important for me to use this to pursue something I love out of respect for the people who can’t.

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It’ll be difficult for Igbo to maintain level of entrepreneurship –Okenwa

In Enugu State and the entire South-East, Mr Chukwuma Ephraim Okenwa, popularly called CEO from the initials of his name, is well known as a man with many parts.

Okenwa who is the director of Queen’s Model School is an entrepreneur, media practitioner and youths and development expert.

Okenwa who derives joy in mentoring Igbo youths, especially in trying to make them future entrepreneurs says the youths have lost some essential values, adding that he is afraid if the Igbo could raise the kind of entrepreneurs it has today in the future.

You inherited the school you are running from your mother, what was its state then and the improvement made?

We have made a lot of progress, 10 years ago before the school was handed over to me, the percentage of students was about 20 per cent of what it is today, and the staffing has gone up by 50 per cent of what it used to be; so we have made significant progress. I have been able to translate the vision of the school to something that conforms to global standards. And our institution today has become reputable that many want to identify with it.

What has your experience been like running a school?

It has been wholesome; speaking from a general perspective, looking at the background of the students, normally a child tends to copy the knowledge of the teacher above that of the parents. However, when it comes to values, it all begins at homes, but in most cases we don’t have the values coming from the homes, so in that case we have the challenge of not just impacting on the students knowledge, but also ensuring that the right attitude, the right mindset needed for that particular information to actually thrive are there. So, anybody that is into the school system is not just there to impact knowledge, but also to add values that are lacking in our homes. Sometimes you see parents coming to interfere in the normal discipline in the school, like parents coming to challenge the teacher in a manner that is not good, I don’t think that is a good value that we would sustain. The children of today do not have that reading culture that was in the past encouraged by homes; today most homes have big sized television without having a single book on their shelf or a library; so there should be a paradigm shift to correct this.

At what point in time did you decide to go into the empowerment of the youths?

I would say that basically after my service year in 2007/2008, it was a melting point that exposed me to a lot of things. That was the first time I was leaving my family members since I was born. When I got there I discovered I had so much passion for the community where I was posted, it was a community known for violence, there was no form of development infrastructurally, no human capital not to talk of social capital. So finding myself in such an environment, my zeal was fired as I saw young men like myself who could not get education and they were literally doing nothing. So, I took it up as a challenge to educate them, I remember coming across a young man in that community, the Babangida community in Kogi State, who I told to consider starting up a laundry service, but he said that people will laugh at him. So, the problem that he was actually having was ignorance because at that point he boldly came to me to beg for alms but was feeling ashamed to do a laundry business. He saw dignity in begging but did not see dignity in labour. So, I counseled him that there is dignity in labour than in begging and he understood it. So, when you talk about empowerment many people think that it is only by giving cash, no, there is the delivery of functional information to empower the mind. When you see any young person who is empowered mentally there is no way that person will sit back to say there is no work.

What has your experience been like since you started this?

It has been very interesting but the major challenge is on the young people themselves. I discovered that basically young Nigerians are actually trapped. If you are a young person and you want to go far the first thing you should do is to be humble because pride and arrogance are problems. Like I used to tell people the 21 days in the orientation camp for the NYSC cannot correct the indiscipline we allowed for four years on our university campuses. So, I think a great deal has to be done to ensure that culture of humility associated with university education should be there because these are the leaders of the country tomorrow. So, if they don’t have the right value like in the sense of humility and contentment, because an average youth is thinking of where can I put my N10 and it will automatically become N20,000. That was why on the advent of these Ponzi schemes over three million Nigerians got involved because everybody is looking for the cheap and easy way to make it; and it is not easy anywhere because in the process of trying to increase the little you have you will end up losing it entirely. So, we are advocating for the young people to shun laziness.

What do you think has made the Igbo youths to lose interest in taking up entrepreneurial duties unlike in the past, depending now on cheap ways of life?

It is all about family values, the man will say I am your father and a mechanic; you need to go to school and get the best of grades so you won’t end up like your father. So, when you have a situation where a parent speaks in like manner, making fun of dignity of labour, with that kind of mindset the child will grow up seeing some jobs as punishment. Entrepreneurship is a culture and to sustain it the culture of mentoring and apprenticeship has to be sustained. This has to be sustained by esteeming the very enterprise within the society. So, also like in the school system, you will see some teachers making fun of some professions, saying that if you don’t read well you will end up as a road side mechanic or seamstress, and others. So, this will make some children to think that if I have to be respected in society I have to be a medical doctor, lawyer, engineer, accountant, and so on. So, it can be amazing that if you enter into a class of 50 students, none of them is willing to be a teacher irrespective of the fact that they are being guided by a teacher. So, it is a function of what the society celebrates and I will advocate that our captains of industry of Igbo extraction should rise up to correct this by pooling funds together to encourage the youths who are struggling to eke a living, try and locate them to know the issues they are having, even if you don’t give them money, it could be tools or awards. Our big entrepreneurs should know that success without a successor is equal to failure. Our young people are the ones to sustain the enterprise of the Igbo man when the elders are gone. Most often I think who will be the Innoson of my own generation? Who is going to be the Coscharis of my own generation? When I look around I ask are there youths who are seemingly evolving such capacities and I would say unfortunately I have not seen much of that.

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It’ll be difficult for Igbo to maintain level of entrepreneurship –Okenwa

In Enugu State and the entire South-East, Mr Chukwuma Ephraim Okenwa, popularly called CEO from the initials of his name, is well known as a man with many parts.

Okenwa who is the director of Queen’s Model School is an entrepreneur, media practitioner and youths and development expert.

You inherited the school you are running from your mother, what was its state then and the improvement made?

What has your experience been like running a school?

At what point in time did you decide to go into the empowerment of the youths?

What has your experience been like since you started this?

What do you think has made the Igbo youths to lose interest in taking up entrepreneurial duties unlike in the past, depending now on cheap ways of life?

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