recognition, success, or solid team-work?

Were the options that the upbeat trainer asked us, the 20-something new associates, to choose from.

It was afternoon in Sydney and people are already tired after a full day of training and I can bet that their mind already in the next pub that they will hit that night. But the always upbeat Mr. Motivational Speaker asked us to move to respective team at each corner of the room. Clap. Clap. Asking us to make a faster move, while he stood there with huge grin on his face.

Guess what, most of us (including me) were cluttered on the corner that said ‘success’ (success as in whatever we do we is a hit, every day, every project but then in alienate from being recognize by our superiors and being in a solid team).

Maybe it was what we are aiming to be at work. Maybe we are all still young that we want nothing but success, not even a good team to work with nor recognition from our respective superior. Or maybe we were just following the ‘herd’.

So Mr. MS asked each of the team why we are standing where we were.

One of the South Africa older girls from the ‘solid team-work’ group, however, said something that I still remember till today. “I guess when I was younger (she sneered) I would be in that group (pointing at my ‘successful’ group). But now, after working for few years, I thrived to be with people that I could work with.”

What would you choose if you have the option of 1. being recognized, 2. being successful or 3. being in a solid team-work, however in alienation from each other?

(I guess I would be standing with a different peers)

10,000 hours

I am reading 'Outliers: Story of success' by Malcolm Caldwell.

One of his theories (the one in the earlier pages) is that how practices ARE the fundamental of your success. He suggests that the threshold for creating a masterpiece (in any sort of field: being a programmer, doctor, pilot, WRITER!) is an intense experience of 10,000 hours.

So, no intense writing for me. My experience with writings are more.. personal like:

I remember start writing "mispronounced-no ending stories" in English back when I was in the fourth/fifth grade. Oh, and the 'class newspaper' me and my fellow blogger here, DN, did when we were in the fourth grade. I was religiously writing my diaries (still have them. as a proof.) since I asked my mom for a diary back in the fourth grade. OK. Let's say fourth grade I started writing and my diaries last until I was grade 8. (1,000hrs).

Then I wrote a few short stories here and there from grade 8 to 12. (2,000hrs ~assume 2hrs writing per day on average)

Uni~ the most fruitless time of my life (at least the first half of it) I rarely write except the management/marketing assignments. (1,500hrs)

Work. Me and my research reports. Where I spent at least 5 hours per day trying to write something out of my butt (3,470hrs).

Goodness. I'm still 2,000hrs short from my 'masterpiece'!

Do you have any passion that you're working hardly on (design, drama, agriculture, finance~ maybe just maybe, drawing, speaking, programming, music)?

Now, have you done it for 10,000hrs or more?

whatever happen to a laid back summer?

i have been spending my time to- guess what- sew this things up + chasing zipper in a dollar shop + looking for felt linen in the riot

huh. say that this vacay has turned into some monkey business (or in this case, rabbit?)