Personal Narrative: The Business Analytic Foundations

I was incredibly excited. School was starting tomorrow. The first few days were just icebreakers, learning everyone’s names, blah blah blah. Then the real learning began. Of course, teachers started to write our lessons on the board. I started to notice a few changes in what I was seeing. The words they were writing were just...black lines! I didn’t pay much attention to it, I just asked my friends what the board said. As the year went on, it affected me more and more, especially in math. I saw a 2 as a 6, and and an A as an 8.

As a child, reading was an activity that I loved and grasped from the moment I opened my eyes and saw the world around me; one full of big letters, long syllables, descriptive words, and jazzy sentences that combined to create exhilarating descriptions of everything I would come across in my thrilling adventures. From the earliest stages of my life to my first simple words, to recognizing how a colorful picture matched the plot of a story, I grew, developed, and spent time with the wonderful people around me whom I was blessed to call my uncles, aunts, and cousins. They had spent hours upon hours pouring their time into teaching me the arduous process of reading, instructing everything they could about sounds, syllables, pronunciation, and

For my artwork, I tried to create a manifestation of my idea on the harmful impact of technology, specifically it’s impact on nature. I had expressed this idea in numerous different ways. I had started with the sun. It was replaced with an Apple logo, but what I was really trying to represent was artificial vs natural. The Apple logo represented the idea of big tech companies, giving us things like artificial lights. This idea was shown in a more obvious way when looking at the trees. These trees were just robots with twigs attached to them, replacing the very basic natural tree. Similarly, I had shown an airplane head to head with a bird, which was upside down, the airplane had beaten the bird. Other pictures expressed different ideas, but

Combining quantitative and qualitative data to evaluate the balance of data ensures the understanding of information. If the company can focus its attention on the quantitative and qualitative studies will help identify issues and obtain information on some variables that could match organizational goals. With this method, the company will combine independent data and interpret it for conclusion.

I interviewed the boss and manager at Arnett Farms. Even though they are father and son I thought they would be two great people to interview. I picked Dylan becuase he is fairly new in the industry but he has a lot of knowledge and knows what it is like to be in my position. He has been farming pigs for about ten years but he is the same age as I am. He did not go to college for pig farming yet, but you do not have to go to college for all parts of animal science. Picking someone new who is young was important to me because I will be new so I can conncet with Dylan in that way and I have not been to college for aninmal science yet either. Gregg has been doing this for a very long time, so I thought I would also have someone who has the expierence and

I looked in our mortar and pestle--yuck! Green glop, complete with sesame seeds and puffed rice. This was traditional green tea? When we were called to try drinking it, I felt I looked as green as the “tea” itself. As far as field trips and culture went, I liked the other Hakka (an indigenous Taiwanese people, culture, and language) museums and crafts better. For one, we didn’t have to eat anything else we created, such as traditional textiles. As glad as we all were for the outing, on that day, my classmates and I were happy to return to our regular lessons. I was especially excited for our daily quiz; our teacher was an artisan by hobby, and she had promised a special gift to the three students with the highest number of perfect scores at

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The big idea project was nice because we could do anything and use any type of media that we wanted to in order to fight well with our “big idea”. I picked a picture of a beautiful night sky and photoshopped a shadow of a person standing and staring at some constellations that I also photoshopped in. I first sketched out what I thought the proportions should be by just eyeing it out and using hand. I then decided that oil pastels would work perfectly for my picture, which I preferred over soft pastels. I tried to mix together different values and colors of blue in order to make to night sky look more realistic and have depth to it which, I think turned out pretty nice. To make the water look more textured I usually started with a dark blue

It’s early morning. The bright sun permeating over top the sumptuous rolling hills that line the horizon. The sky is brilliantly colors of pink mixed with orange, kissing hues of bluish purples; stars twinkle as they fade into the backdrop of daybreak. The air is invigorating, she feels the brisk, cool sweetness with each breath taken in. The streets are desolate, empty, calm. The only sounds heard are the quiet chips and melodies of songbirds that live amongst the plush, green, leafy treetops, the jangle of a metal chain link leash, clink, clink, clank, the hushed whispering of her dog 's excited panting, sniffs along the slightly moist trail. Occasionally a car fleetingly zooms by,

Tiara I also worked for a Results Only Manager, and it was not my best experience. The environment was fast-paced, and we were responsible for meeting the need while ensuring we did it adequately and with a smile on our face. However, due to the needs of the company, there came a time when we had to bid for new schedules. Although I ranked #9 out 92 workers, I lost my schedule. The company understood my situation, and they knew that I needed a particular schedule to accommodate my lifestyle as a military spouse, and unfortunately, I lost the schedule I needed. Needless to say, I had to quit my job. I was devastated because I worked hard to meet the goals of the company and I did it well for almost five years; however, the Results Only Managers

This is not the Seventeenth Century where races must stay within their own country. There is much you don’t know about Australia except for old marketing stereotypes. An idiot criticized Australia for “no poetry and novels”, lol, just because he’s ignorant but thinks he is a “culture vulture”. Australia is very multi-cultural, so I’m not interested in you if you have a small-minded view of the World. Facebook enables prejudice and a narrow-minded view of the World, lol.

I've been reading a lot about the economy. I've lived through Reagan, Clinton, the Bushes, Obama. In my old age, I've probably forgotten a president or maybe two. But it really doesn't matter who is President of the United States, he (so far we've only had Hes) gets more credit and blame for things than he really has the power to change. Without a cooperative Congress to write legislation, there are no bills for the President to sign into law. Currently, many people think it is President Obama's fault that our economy is in its current state. They blame his policies. Others blame the Fed (the Federal Reserve Bank). Still others blame big corporations. I think it's much simpler and comes down to basic money habits and how we each learned to

I was sitting in the front of the class, where I always sat since the beginning of the year. It was extremely quiet. I felt like somebody was watching me, like there was someone standing over me, maybe it was just my conscious, or maybe there was really someone there. There was writing on the desk and it read “And life goes on, which seems kind of strange and cruel when you're watching someone die.” It was May 12, 2014, it was about two o’clock. It was fourth period, I was in English, we were working on an essay about something that we had accomplished that year. I was writing about how I was able to fit in and make friends, that used to be really hard for me. It was still completely silent…. and then the intercom broke the silence within

On a cool September morning, there was a lot going on in the Bookert household. My mother ran in my room and yelled “Get up and get your bags! It is time for us to go!” I woke up all confused and replied “Go where?” She continued to yell and fuss at me. Then it hit me like a bird hitting a window. Oh my gosh, my sister must be going into labor.

Over the summer of 2016, I declared my major, Business Administration, and during the Fall 2016 semester, I began my journey with PCJ215: Business Communication. It’s hard to believe the semester is coming to an end. I have found this course to be one of the most valuable courses I have taken. Communication and writing have not been my strong points, and I realized this class would take an extreme amount of time and effort to complete; this proved to be true. I was determined to work hard and overcome barriers to being successful. This course turned out to be incredibly useful, and because of this experience, I believe I have become a better writer and critical thinker, developing skills to become proficient in communicating with others,