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- 4591: An Investigation of Japanese Corporate Culture, Its Trends And Changes
- ... is seen as the 'norm' in Japan. This change to Canon's culture and operations became even more radical during the summer of '96. During this period, world responsibility for a series of key R&D projects was switched away from its headquarters in Tokyo to the US, France and Britain. Since this there have been more Japanese corporation follow this lead. (FT 96 Nov 18 page 14) It is generally accepted that because of the structure and culture within Japanese corporations that their R&D is not as effective as it could be, as everything is from the grass roots up. The people at the bottom of the chain are asked and checked and so on. This is the reason ... the way that promotions are decided. In the past seniority meant everything and no some positions are given on merit. Also, management positions are starting to be taken up by foreigners, as well as R&D relocation outside Japan. Japanese politics are also helping in the change of culture. Deregulation and liberalisation promote a more dynamic organisation culture and structure but these developments need backing up with further proposals to ...
- 4592: My Fisher Price Airplane
- ... sound as I push it back and forth in front of me. The thousands of landings it did while I was a young child took their toll on the priceless antique. I remember the Christmas day that I got the plane like it was last week. It was all wrapped in bright green wrapping paper with a red ribbon. The ribbon caused me quite the struggle being that I was only ... three. After what seemed like hours of unwrapping, I opened the package to reveal what would once become my most beloved toy. Little did my mom know at the time that the plane would one day become her worst nightmare. I would run around the house for hours making the loudest, most annoying airplane sound. It got to the point that I wasn’t allowed to use it until 8 o’clock in the morning so I wouldn’t wake everyone up. I recall going to the neighbors house and playing with it for hours that Christmas day. They had gotten a small model train set so we built a town out of Lego’s, the train set, and my airplane. Thinking about the small three town we constructed from the multicolored ...
- 4593: Personal Writing: Joining The Track Team
- ... be held immediately after school, until 5:30 p.m., and that was only if we got all of our exercises done. That Tuesday we all met out on the track, I can remember the day. It was chilly, and there was a mild drizzle. We were all bundled up in layers of clothes, huddled together trying to be excited for what was in store for us for the next 2 ... asked me to try hurdles and the 4x4. I was so surprised when she asked me this; I had no clue I could even qualify for running events. She told me that since the first day of practice she had been doing time trials on us and I seemed to have improved more than most of the girls, she liked my ambition, my attitude, and my determination. So I trained every day, I stopped working all together on the weekdays, and our personal trainer put me on a strict diet. My practices became a routine, I would start out throwing the discus around, go jump hurdles, ...
- 4594: Personal Reflection: John F. Kennedy's Assassination
- ... same. John Fitzgerald Kennedy, the 35th president of the United States of America had been shot with three bullets to the head and the neck in Dallas, Texas, around 12:30 P.M. that particular day. The little girl ran to the living room and threw herself in front of the fuzzy black and white television. She had the day off from school and after hearing the news, did not budge until her parents made her go do the chores. After the Holstein cows were milked, she once again fixed herself in front of the ... whether President Kennedy was a good president or not. She just knew that he was handsome, rich, smart and had a beautiful family. Everyone she knew thought he was charismatic and an excellent speaker. The day of President Kennedy’s funeral, my mother was, once again, planted in front of the television. She sat quietly and watched as the procession moved along. There was beautiful Jackie dressed in black, the ...
- 4595: Personal Writing: Death
- ... Next, my great grandmother, Dorothy walks slowly up to the podium; she will speak on behalf of Patsy. She talks eloquently and I find myself having an overwhelming feeling of sadness. I realize that one day I will be at a podium, perhaps at her funeral. My eyes fill with tears as the thoughts of her death, as well as other members of my family; young and old come flowing through ... own, but of someone that helps complete me. For a time I can not control my tears, I will not deny myself the right to cry for what is sure to come. Later on that day I am comforted by my grandmother’s words of God, heaven, and a divine plan. She assures me that death is not something I should fear, and by the end of the ceremony I am confident that death is just another part of life. I know some day it will happen to me, and I don’t mind too much, because I know I won’t be alone. It’s going to happen to everyone, it is happening all around us, everyday, ...
- 4596: Personal Writing: "Lost in the Mess"
- Personal Writing: "Lost in the Mess" "I can't find my pink Guess jacket!" Sure as the day lasts for twenty-four long hours, I knew that it couldn't possibly be in my room, or could it be? The last time I saw it, it hung on a white hanger, closest to ... of every color. Dirty laundry around the laundry basket and under the basket, but conveniently, there were none inside the basket. Broken pens and pencils, papers torn and creased sunk in the basket. Tapes, c.d.'s, and movies piled on top of the layers of clothing everywhere. "Where is that retarded jacket?"
- 4597: Creative Writing: The Tiger and the Tree
- ... and just waiting to be picked. Unfortunately, at the base of this tree was a very mean tiger. Tiger was greedy and selfish and refused to let anyone near the tree. He would sit all day in the shade of the pear tree and growl at anyone who came too close. He'd say, "Growr, growr, I'll eat you up! Stay away from my tree or I'll eat you up!" Eventually Rabbit happened by and heard what was going on. "Oh, Rabbit, what are we to ...
- 4598: Creative Essay: Moldy Bread
- ... This amazing craze of eating mouldy bread has just started in America, by a small Washington family. Eyewitnesses say they were just about to have toast one quiet night around the dinner table, when Mrs D Composed noticed the white fluffy substance growing on the bread before toasting it, and just to annoy her family, served it `as is'. The family apparently loved it, and now plan to have it every ... he would support the importation or growing of the mould in New Zealand or not. It is believed that a meeting will be held tomorrow before a press conference discussing the subject tomorrow near mid-day, and more information will be released then. At the moment, if you have some of the ageing bread, we suggest you only digest at your own risk.
- 4599: The Morning
- The Morning The clock struck 6:02 marking the start of the most important day of my life. It was not the average Tuesday morning; it was the day of my big presentation. At 10:00 I was scheduled to present my ideas on the new Charmin bath tissue account. This was by far the largest account of our young advertising firm. The future ... work. I was going 90 miles per hour heading West down I 35. The urge to go to the bathroom was gone, but the beans left their mark on me. Just when I thought the day couldn't get any worse, I found myself farting uncontrollably. These were not your average toots; these were the most earth shattering and nautious things known to man. How was I supposed to give ...
- 4600: Father I Love You
- ... for him. Even though he was not the type that showed love nor was he the macho type that people stereo-type Hispanic men to be. He was the quiet, reserved type. I remember the day we found out he had lung cancer. It was hard for the family to except. It was especially hard for my mother. I was only sixteen years old I did not quite understand what was going on with my father’s health. I saw my father go from a well-built six foot two inch construction worker to a skinny very sick man. My mother pulled me aside one day about a week after we all found out he was terminally ill and explained to me what was going to happen. The next day I went to go see him at the hospital. The minute I saw him I started to cry he grabbed my hand and told me “stop crying it’s not that bad “ The family ...
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