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Dear Self, It's been almost five years since you started handling a team. Five years of getting your team together. Five years of keeping yourself intact just to make sure your team do the same. Five years of making their problems yours. Five years of ups and downs, highlights and lowlights, happiness, fulfillment, anger and a lot more. It's been five long years and look how it made you feel, tired. Tired of the never ending performance reviews you have to battle out just so your team members wouldn’t have to talk to those bosses who see them as numbers. Tired of giving pieces of advice to your troubled agents when in fact, you yourself can’t put things together for your life. Tired of the never ending coaching sessions to help the team keep up with others, just tired of managing them...
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In full awareness to COVID–19 and its transmission, I, the undersigned, call on the World Health Organization (WHO) to investigate the following: I appeal to the medical community and to the relevant national and international bodies to recognize the potential for airborne spread of COVID-19. There is significant potential for inhalation exposure to viruses in microscopic respiratory droplets (microdroplets) at short to medium distances (up to several meters, or room-scale), and we are advocating for the use of preventive measures to mitigate this route of airborne transmission. Studies by the signatory and other scientists have demonstrated beyond any reasonable doubt that viruses are released during exhalation, talking, and coughing in microdroplets small enough to remain aloft in...
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To the doctor who misdiagnosed me. Firstly, I would like to stress I do not blame you for the misdiagnosis. You are a human being doing what I imagine to be a difficult and demanding job. You make mistakes, just like we all do. You are unfortunate in the sense that your mistakes have far greater consequences than if I made a mistake in my menial office job. I have never been angry about the diagnosis. I have asked many doctors many questions and I vaguely understand how you reached the conclusion of a terminal diagnosis. I felt numb when you told me what was ‘wrong’ and that I had a limited time left; I never ever thought there could be a mistake. After an historic car accident, I had fractured my skull in two places. Ever since that moment, I had struggled to regain any part of ‘me...
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My Open Letter to We The People - Racism must stop I am really disgusted at how everyone is acting over the death of another black man. Most people want to start blaming, talking and giving their opinions. Well I am going to shoot it straight with you. When you start blaming people (pointing the finger), remember you have three fingers pointing back at YOURSELF! (I have room to talk, I will explain later). People want to blame the President now, but when the killing of a black boy in Ferguson Missouri happened in 2014, Obama did not step in, he let the city leaders and governors handle it, and half of the city was burnt down, and all across America stores burnt and looted. The murderer police officer got off free and still walks around today, Obama didn't intervene. Obama...
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2019 was not my year, in fact, I think it’s safe to say that it was the hardest year of my life. Like so many, I started 2019 with a strong feeling that it was going to be “my year” and be filled with lots of adventures and new opportunities. I put my faith in the start of a new year instead of in myself, assuming that the power of a date in time would be enough of a catalyst to get me to where I wanted to go, but needless to say I was wrong. This past year has brought me pain, grief, and the most challenging tests of faith that I have ever experienced in my life, and I’d be lying if I said that I wasn’t happy that it’s finally ended. But as much as this past year has tested me, it’s also given me the biggest opportunity to grow as a person. The girl who started 2019 and the one who...
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Surviving a near death experience at age 33 turned my perspective on mortality right-side up. If you or someone you know would benefit from a personalized letter about using adversity to grow stronger, experience joy, and feel more fulfilled, I’ll write one and mail it to him/her. The letter will be enclosed with a copy of my memoir “Praise God for Tattered Dreams” (ISBN 9780578033754). For more information, please see the eBay posting with the same title as this letter. Peace to you, E.E. Laine
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Surviving Melanoma and Loving Someone Who Is I am a Christian. I am a woman. I am a wife. I am a mother of four amazing boys. I am a daughter, a sister, a granddaughter, a friend. I am a teacher, a school counsellor, a leader. And now, I am a cancer survivor. I visualize who I am through the lenses of these labels. I never thought I would add that last label to the list. My skin has always been covered in moles and freckles that were a real source of insecurity. It took me a long time to love each spec. I taught my boys to call them angel kisses as they randomly appeared on their skin and that each one was special and unique. I didn’t want to project my complex onto them. I had a mole gradually changing on my shoulder for a few years. Last summer it had changed enough that my dad...
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Salut moi de plus tard. J'ai aujourd'hui 15ans, nous sommes le 23/04/2020 et nous sommes en plein confinement à cause du coronavirus. On est censé reprendre les cours dans moins de deux semaines mais je ne pense pas que ça va se passer comme ça. POURQUOI ?! Parce que c'est un gros risque. Mais je ne suis pas la pour ça. Je veux que quand je lirais cette lettre, je puisse répondre à des questions que je me pause maintenant et qui pèsent sur mon moral et mon physique. À ce jour, j'ai des gros problèmes avec l'acceptation de mon corps… Est ce que tu as réussi à dépassé celà parce que sache que même si tu ne le sais pas tu es MAGNIFIQUE et tu n'as pas le droit dans douté et que les regards des autres n'importent peu à ton propre jugement. Une de mes questions complétement débile…...
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A Letter to the Women of America It’s a Friday night, and you find yourself at the nearest bar relaxing after a long work week. A man approaches you, compliments you, then offers to buy you a drink. Whatever the reason may be, you say, “No thanks” and try to continue your evening. The man then asks that oh so familiar question: “Do you have a boyfriend?” Oh boy, here we go again. At this point, you either lie to get him off your back, or you tell the truth. The answer doesn’t matter sometimes, so you prepare for the worst. He starts to get angry saying that he’s just being a “nice guy”. You try to explain that you’re not interested and that it’s nothing personal, but this just makes him angrier. He starts to insult you, demean you, and may even get physical. You end up being...
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Jai Shri Krishna! Jai Shri Ramachandra! Jai ShriLakshmi Narasimha! Dr. Bharathraj Iyengar with you. I had read scriptural texts that spoke of new times to come, times that would usher the children of the sky, times that would bring in ‘Light Souls’who would endeavor to aid the lost denizens of the planet to evolve collectively, if only to spare the latter from the repeated & ugly boomerangs of their self-created karmas (Coronavirus, a glaring example), but I hadn’t thought I’d come across someone this soon; not that I am not happy,he-he, far from it! I’m elated! Blessings! And why does it gladden my heart to have got to know about you? Because you speak the language I’ve always spoken, and you voice the notions I’ve firmly stood by from a little over the past four decades of...
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