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Learned Communication

Compromising, communication, trust, respect... all elements of some form of communication.
I learned a lot about communication and still do. You learn something everyday, right? I learned a lot about the foundation of communication. The beginning of my corporate knowledge began in Basic Training after I joined the U.S. Army. I heard of the Drill Sergeants pitting you against your platoon to coerce you into thinking rationally before making decisions. One Drill Sergeant would tell you one thing and another would tell you something contrary. Therefore, you had to decide to act or inquire. 

I was grateful to get through Basic Training by staying alert and sensible. My Drill Sergeant once asked me if I belonged in his platoon. Everyone took this opportunity to snicker. Even I did. We were like 'what the heck is he talking about?' I've been here since day-1. You see, I didn't draw attention to myself. I listened attentively, asked questions when appropriate, took notes and carried on. The loudest duck gets shot first, right? 

Much of what I learned early in life carries me through the present days. I don't 'quack' the loudest. I ask questions when necessary. I take notes. I research. I learn. While under leadership, I apply these traits. Without them, I don't think I would have made it as far in life as I have. The principals of communication for me: compromising, communication, trust, respect. What are yours?
I don't know why my Mom wrote my name on this pic AS IF she couldn't tell it was me.

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