I can't believe the number of people I've recently played counsellor to! I didn't realise what I was letting myself in for when I first signed up to be an alumni champion for my alma mater, where I went to b-school. Now, it seems like every long phone conversation I have is with a bright-eyed (I am tempted to add "bushy-tailed"!) aspiring b-school candidate! And when I'm not speaking to them, I'm typing to them... sigh.
It's one thing providing information about the school and telling them about what they can expect and what not. But it's quite another thing pretending to be a career counsellor or Admissions Committee member either providing possible career options to look at and/ or assessing a candidate's chances of being selected to his number 1 school. Of course, I have a standard disclaimer in place when solicited for such "advice".
Hmm... am thinking I may be actually laying the ground-work for a potential career alternative... especially since most people seem rather satisfied with my "advice"! hehe...
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"If you want to build a ship, don't drum up the men to gather wood, divide the work and give orders. Instead, teach them to yearn for the vast and endless sea.
As for the future, your task is not to forsee it, but to enable it. "
Musings rendered sometimes in poetry but often in prose, about growing up, parenting, relationships, and realising that it is all connected!
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Monday, 29 August 2005
Thursday, 25 August 2005
the first time...
There's a first time for everything. I'd believed that my first blog would be posted two years ago but, as with most things in life, this too happened only when it had to. Nevertheless, I'm excited! Excited that my musings will be on air (almost literally!) The magic, I suppose, might be more difficult to capture.
But we keep trying, don't we!
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Life is not a journey to the grave, with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body ... but ... rather, skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out and loudly proclaiming, -- "WOW! what a ride!"
But we keep trying, don't we!
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Life is not a journey to the grave, with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body ... but ... rather, skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out and loudly proclaiming, -- "WOW! what a ride!"
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