Spring-To Life

Written by Arleen M. Kaptur


Spring is about to come to our part ofrepparttar world. It's a marvelous season filled with a breath of "fresh" air and a warm breeze once in a while. We look forrepparttar 123646 first signs of those tulip bulbs we planted and we gently brushrepparttar 123647 snow away hoping to give them even more incentive to peek out and grace us with their color and their beauty.

Everyday life has its seasons as well. Spring isrepparttar 123648 beginning of any worthwhile project, summer brings allrepparttar 123649 feverish activity to get it going and moving foward, fall is when everything begins to truly take shape, and seerepparttar 123650 light atrepparttar 123651 end ofrepparttar 123652 tunnel and winter is when we look at what we have accomplished and can now sit back, admire, and bask in what we have done.

While nature never misses a season, people do. There are times when a great thought invades our space and we are gently nudged to do something about it. Without doing a bit of forethought, a sprinkling of planning, we delve right into it and hope forrepparttar 123653 best. When we reach "Fall" we realize that it is not going to turn outrepparttar 123654 way we first envisioned and we lay it aside and slip into winter.

Humans arerepparttar 123655 most intelligent beings God created, but if we take a look at Mother Nature, she seems to have gotten it right and having achieved success in a certain way, there is no moving nature from skipping or not followingrepparttar 123656 basic routine toward success. The old adage - A time to plant and a time to reap - is followed religiously by nature and its working.

In today's hurry-instant gratification-can't wait until tomorrow- world, we cut corners, take risks we don't need to, and basically rush throughrepparttar 123657 pleasure of life without takingrepparttar 123658 time to "smellrepparttar 123659 roses" alongrepparttar 123660 way. Meals are slapped together because of time restraints and projects are started, set aside, forgotten about, and we go on. Surely, there are more responsibilities, more activities clamoring for our attention, and with allrepparttar 123661 modern conveniences made to ease our burden, why don't we have more time to do all we want to? Take a moment and look at that patch of ground where those tulips are going to be coming up soon. If its frozen solid, then it's notrepparttar 123662 right time, and ifrepparttar 123663 sun warms it a bit each day, soon what is suppose to happen will happen and we will berepparttar 123664 beneficiaries ofrepparttar 123665 wonder of growing flowers, plants, etc. When we plant our garden, if we skippedrepparttar 123666 first important step of placing that seed inrepparttar 123667 ground, we can watch that mound of dirt untilrepparttar 123668 cows come home and nothing is going to happen - granted a weed or two might poke through but that is not what we were waiting for.

Dick Baker's Magic Words-My Workplace Miracle

Written by Burt Dubin


These words change my life. They inspire me with belief in myself. This belief in what I can do sustains me. It sustains me through many crucibles. Through many crucibles inrepparttar years that follow.

Here's how it happens: At 17 I quit high school. It's not that I want to quit in my senior year. It's my father. He ups and leaves us flat with no notice. No notice and no money. The "us" is my Mom and my 2 little sisters. There's no means of support. No cash to payrepparttar 123645 rent. Andrepparttar 123646 food . And allrepparttar 123647 rest.

So I takerepparttar 123648 noble action. I quit high school. I go torepparttar 123649 nearest large factory. It happens to be RCA, in Camden, New Jersey. I lie about my age. They believe me. They believe me because they need people now. There's a war on. They only know they need people to dorepparttar 123650 essential work. They need people now.

An electronics enthusiast, I bump myself up. Up and offrepparttar 123651 assembly line in just a few weeks. I get myself assigned torepparttar 123652 Test Cage. The Test Cage is electronically isolated fromrepparttar 123653 rest ofrepparttar 123654 world. No signals can enter. No signals can leave.

I love working withrepparttar 123655 CRT,repparttar 123656 various meters andrepparttar 123657 alignment tools. It's a Union Shop. Did you ever work in a Union Shop? If so, you'll recognize what follows. The Shop Steward works along with everybody else. And he watches everything withrepparttar 123658 object of protecting and preserving jobs.

My job is to test and align electronic equipment destined forrepparttar 123659 USA Department of Defense. The Time and Motion Study folks have established 45 minutes asrepparttar 123660 allowed time to complete one procedure.

After a few weeks, I figure out how to do this job in 15 minutes. And I do. Instead of turning out 12 procedures per 8 hour shift, I do 36 complete procedures. The Shop Steward has a little talk with me. I resist his recommendation that I slow down. There's a war on, I tell him.

He's not happy. So he gets 2 engineers, guys with white shirts and neatly pressed navy blue trousers, (You knowrepparttar 123661 type, their suits come with 2 pair of pants!) to visit me. They don't just visit. They bring their yellow legal pads. They stand behind me. They stand behind me for 2 full shifts. When one has to visitrepparttar 123662 bathroom,repparttar 123663 other watched me with eagle eyes.

Afterrepparttar 123664 2 shifts, 16 hours of observing my every move, they file a Report. In essence, they say, "the kid's right." (I, a late bloomer, was not even shaving yet.) The kid's right! This means they rewriterepparttar 123665 procedure. Now my every motion becomesrepparttar 123666 prescribed motion forrepparttar 123667 whole 30-person group.

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