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What 's the hardest decision you have ever made in your life? Almost everyone has had to make a hard decision at one point of our life 's, whether is a business, school, or a moving to another state decision. Some of the hardest decisions can be considered as a life or death decision, or they can just be a life changing decision. An example of a hard decision can be the following: imagine that some who lives in California with both of their parents, and their parents are getting a divorce because things aren 't working out between them. At this point, his/her mothers decided that she will move to another state, they now have to choose who they want to stay with. This, of course, wouldn 't be an easy choice because you love both of your parents and you want to be with both of them. At the age of 11, my sister Alejandra had to make a life-changing decision, on behalf of her two sisters Maria and Fernanda. This was by far the …show more content…
Our whole lives we grew up thinking that we would never get to meet or see him. Sometimes we all thought that he had another family over here in the US and that this was the reason he never left back to Mexico to visit us, or that he was dead, but we were all wrong. In May 2005, our mother passed away at the age of 26, she was a very young mother and left three girls behind who 's ages were six, eight, and ten-years-old. After this tragedy, Alejandra along with Fernanda had to move in with our aunt. I, Maria, stayed with my grandmother. We lived with them for about a year. That year was the hardest because our lives had changed in just a snap of a finger. My grandmother wasn 't the nicest person to me, I was hit and sometimes I wasn 't fed. Luckily my sisters had better luck. One day, Alejandra got a call from our so called father to let her know he was leaving the United States and would be on his way to
Enrique, someone who has hands on experience with this, went to the United States to find his mother and start a new life with her. Enrique was very sad leaving his old life behind. He had a girlfriend, Maria Isabel, whom he loved very much and later he found that Maria Isabel was pregnant with their daughter. Enrique knew that he left Honduras for a reason and he knew he had to deal with missing experiences such as his daughter’s important moments.Enrique accepted the obstacles he had to overcome by remembering that in Honduras his life was for the worse. In Honduras, money was scarce, life was sad, and his family depended on him to send money back to them by working in the United States.
I am a first generation Mexican American; my parents were both born in Mexico. They migrated to the United States at a young age to obtain a better life. My mother met my father when she was about sixteen years old in Planada CA. Shortly after dating for a couple of months, my mother eloped with my father. About a year
I was born in Chicago and lived with my parents for a while. When I was six years old my parents got divorced, I never saw my father after that. After that, we moved to Arkansas. Soon after that my mother got deported to Mexico. we had to move to Mexico now. It was tough because I only spoke English at the time. Me and sister of only four years of age were separated from our mom for over a year because they would not let my mom out of the immigration facility. That was the most painful year of my life. This made me very sad and. I still remember the day I saw my mom for the very first time after all that time. She looked so different than I had remembered her. I would live in Mexico for the next six years. When I entered middle school, I was
“What You Don’t Know About Making Decisions” by David A. Garvin and Michael A. Roberto explores the ways successful leaders can design an effective decision-making process, and the areas one needs to avoid. Some areas that are mention are how leaders should focus on maintaining an Inquiry style decision process, and avoid an Advocacy style decision process. They explore how constructive conflict is desired if its cognitive conflict which allows people to openly express their differences which allows everyone to introduce new ideas. Affective conflict is to be desired, as it is emotional based and cause problems amongst teams. Garvin and Roberto talk about how leaders need to show they were listening to the discussion, and once a final choice is made, leaders need to show logic as to why the decision was made. Garvin and Roberto discuss closure within deliberations, and they talk about a Litmus Test. Throughout the paper Garvin and Roberto discuss many do’s and don’ts about decision making and ways leaders can be successful in running a team.
Strategic thinking is an essential leadership skill. Our learning team has learned to consider our current decision-making strategies, and examine our options for choosing the best strategy for any situation be it one-sided, compromise, collaboration and deciding-by-majority rule.
At that time, I had never experienced the death of someone I knew. It seemed like something that happened to other people, not me, but it happened. He was one of my dad’s best friends and my dad was devastated. I didn’t hang out with Eric a whole lot, I mainly babysat his kids, but when I did, it was a great time. I didn’t really grieve when he died. I was sad that he died, but I was more sad for his wife and kids. I visited them a few times after it happened, and it was heartbreaking. His oldest child, Lily, had horrible nightmares and she was sleep deprived because of it. She was barely functioning. She was nine. When I was nine, the worst thing I thought could happen to me was having to go to school everyday to see this girl who always picked on me. I think that has to be a child’s worst nightmare, to lose a parent. Eric’s second oldest child, Dalton, stopped talking for weeks and he wouldn't eat. And Laythan, his youngest, was confused about the whole situation, but he was so young that he won’t really remember his dad. And his wife, she hasn’t been the same since. For a long time after he died, she would cry whenever she saw my dad because Eric loved him like a brother. It made me sick to see how much pain came from this, and if I could go back, I would make sure this never happened. There were many ways we tried to help them while they were grieving, but we couldn’t help them in the way they wanted to be helped; We couldn’t
Later that day a lady came storming into the room shouting, “they are ready for you guys!” I was in my last bits of energy and falling asleep. The last thing I remember was leaving that nasty, smelly room and getting on a truck. From there everything else is history, we crossed the border without being caught and met up with one of my aunts, in Arizona. Then, traveling to Oregon in where we would start our new lives. The ride from Arizona to Oregon was fascinating and it all seemed out of this world to me, there were buildings, cars and trees, all in which I had never seen before in my life back in Mexico. It all seemed too good to be true, was I in a dream. The most thrilled I had was when I saw my old man waiting for us at the door of our
It was about two years ago when I arrived in United States of America, and I still remember the day when I left my native country, Honduras. As I recall, one day previous to my departure, I visited my relatives who live in San Pedro Sula. They were all very happy for me to see me except my grandmother Isabel. She looked sad; even though she tried to smile at all times when I was talking to her, I knew that deep inside of her, her heart was broken because of my departure the next morning. I remember that I even told her, “Grandma, do not worry about me, I’ll be fine. I promise that I will write you letters and send you pictures as much as possible.” Here reply was, “I know sweetie I know you will.” Suddenly after she said that I started to cry. For som...
Our family was never close but we didn’t care. Nobody thought one day things might be different. All of that changed on September 20, 2014 when a hostile argument ended with the death of both my aunt and uncle. For years their marriage was falling apart. My aunt was very materialistic and wanted my cousins to have whatever they asked for but in reality my uncle knew it was impossible financially for them to achieve this. He would try to explain this to her but it usually led to arguments where she would then threaten to leave him so in the end she got her way which led to their vast debt. My uncle had a drinking problem but went to AA classes for her to commiserate their marriage and family. The night before this event he had drank a beer which led into a dispute which ended with my aunt taking the kids to her mom’s and they stayed their while my uncle just stayed home. Less than twelve hours later the mailman walked up to a house with my aunt dead on the front porch and my uncle inside on the living room floor dead. The screams caught the attention of the neighbors and the police was then called. This is a significant experience in my life that I faced and that had an impact on me during my freshman year and still affects me today. It was a homicide/suicide accident and it deeply impacted my family and me. Not only did it affect my school life but my home life as well.
An employee does an unsatisfactory job on an assigned project. Explain the attribution process that this person's manager will use to form judgments about this employee's job performance.
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When I go to sleep at night, do you care? Do you even miss us? Your bottles and mistress I need to know, I need to know why are you walking away. Was it something I did? Did I make a mistake? I was raised by my mother for the majority of my infant years the reason is because my father left before I was born. He went missing for a few years and we didn’t know how he was or if he even was alive, I remember thinking to myself, if my father ever thought of us while he was “missing”. One faithful day out of the blue we received an old crusted letter and it was from my father stating that he was no longer in Mexico and was inside the United States. “What on Earth was he doing there”, I thought to myself. Over the course of my beginning years I didn’t
It was Friday night, I took a shower, and one of my aunts came into the bathroom and told me that my dad was sick but he was going to be ok. She told me that so I did not worry. I finished taking a bath, and I immediately went to my daddy’s house to see what was going on. My dad was throwing-up blood, and he could not breath very well. One of my aunts cried and prayed at the same time. I felt worried because she only does that when something bad is going to happen. More people were trying to help my dad until the doctor came. Everybody cried, and I was confused because I thought it was just a stomachache. I asked one of my older brothers if my dad was going to be ok, but he did not answer my question and push me away. My body shock to see him dying, and I took his hand and told him not to give up. The only thing that I heard from him was, “Daughters go to auntie...
We make choices every hour, every minute, and every second of our lives; whether big or small our choices are slowly putting us in the direction we choose or end up. Many of us do not realize what contributes to the choices we make and why it affects others the same way if affects us and because of this many authors and writers have written stories and articles about coming to terms with making a choice and how to better ourselves when it comes to decision-making for the future.