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the customer isn’t it worst? If I own a car toy factory and I allow my neighbor to produce my car and my neighbor use toxic paint to paint them then we are both in the wrong. So both Mattel and the Chinese contractor are equally to blame. Mattel also have problems with their design, the magnet fall out too easy. As they are losing their reputation and subcontractors, Mattel should really do something to avoid these issues. In my opinion, firstly, Mattel should improve its design and carefully exam

April 2011 This case study will examine five questions affecting the marketing of Barbie. It will consider the environmental factors affecting Barbie, a SWOT analysis, her position and the implications of it in the BCG Matrix, her target market, and my strategy if I was product manager of the Barbie line. 1. A number of environmental factors impact Barbie. Regarding the environmental factor of competition, Barbie has two major competitors -- dolls from Spin Master Ltd, “perhaps the hottest toy

be in here, honey”, my mother said as she nudged me out of the room where my grandfather lay dying. At the time, I couldn't understand the enormity of the situation. Ignorant to what was happening around me, my innocent mind fled with curiosity. The beeping of the machines and the soft quick steps of nurses captivated my attention. I was fascinated with this strange new world. This is the moment that sparked my desire to become someone great; a nurse. As I grew, so too did my passion to learn all

dreams. Often, she wouldn’t be doing anything. She would just… watch. It was incredibly unnerving, but for the longest of times, he would simply brush her off as just another figment of his increasingly troubled imagination. “Wait, you’re apart of my dreams?” Dreamcatcher asked. The more he understood the situation, the more the dreamy haze was lifted from his mind. The dragon in front of him nodded. “Yes, yes I am, but it goes deeper than that, I’m afraid,” she said, unconsciously touching a curious

The Capture : by Alec Boggs It was the year 2097 and it was a dark peaceful night. All the kids were asleep in their bed and there was no noise to bother them. It was two in the morning when Chase woke up,he ran down stairs and had to get a drink of water. After he got his drink, he looked out the kitchen window and he saw six guys on motorcycles riding into town. Chase didn’t think anything bad of them, so he went back upstairs and sat down on his bed. He looked out his window and he saw the bikers

Letting Go➵ There is nothing anyone could have done. My sister didn’t mean to get cancer, and she couldn’t have stopped it from growing. I just wish things had happened differently and that my entire family wouldn’t be turned away from me now. When we first found out, I was in the waiting room of a hospital. The lighting was dim, and Christmas decorations were hung on the walls. What a Christmas gift. To find out that your sister has cancer, and won’t make it much longer. I often dreamed of what

I can remember it like it was just yesterday. My Father the strongest alien on planet Jungle, had left the safety of our house in order to deal with a civilization of aliens, outside of our door steps, intent on taking him down for his authority and power, the group had a power that overshadowed all others within the race. This left me in charge for the remainder of the time, to protect those I see unfit to fight for themselves in our household, if my father was defeated. I quite honestly believed

Another Life The message rang in my ear. I could not believe what I was hearing. My body had gone completely numb. I no longer could feel myself sitting, but only felt sharp ice cold pains that the table was sending through my body. This just can not be true. I do not have time for this. How could I have this happen to me? I wanted to speak but could not find the words. What was there to say? I sat on that cold icy table, his eyes watching with concern. As I sat there, I remembered when I was

My Amazing Life Story Experience Writing my life story was an overwhelmingly positive experience for me. This story was an important story for me to tell because it is about the day that I met my sponsor child. That experience of meeting my sponsor child was an experience that changed my life because I was able to physically see the boy that I have been pouring into. This experience also took my relationship with my sponsor child to another level because I was there in Zimbabwe Africa building my

run to the little window. I glance around though not sure why. They atempt to unlock the latch. To my surprise it open. I hoist myself up and throw my legs through so that im sitting. Looking down it looks like a far fall. But this may be my only chance to leave. My only chance to ever see my family again. A shiver runs through me and i find myself pushing myself out the window. I fall hard on my back and head. So i lay there trying to focus on making the world stop turning. I then realize something