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Wooden On Leadership Lilibeth Rodriguez RPTA Professor Merritt April 6, 2015   Abstract There are many things that make a person a good leader but when narrowed down, Wooden describes some of his steps that he uses. This paper will discuss three of the steps that Wooden uses to be an effective leader. As well as my understanding of the steps and what I got out of them. It will also talk about how I can relate to this steps and examples on how I can use them in order to become a more successful leader

“To be successful you need to face your hardest opponent… yourself.” –Dillon Boucher. In order to face ourselves, we must know who we are and why we do certain things. Psychology allows us to do this. It is the study of people. This science allows us to look into who we are and what we are. By understanding what and how everything you do can help you make improvements. This allows the body and mind to work together, so it can give you the knowledge to help make better decisions and avoid stressful

"I just--I can't.. Why would you do this!?" Paine's horror-filled eyes bulged, aghast at Stormborn's lastest... Stormbornism. She stifled a giggle, vainly trying to contort her face into a sufficently repentant expression, but the panic he radiated was making it extra challenging. "Paine... I'm," she bit down on the insides of her cheeks, "sorry. I really--" Snort. "Am. I didn't know." The corners of her mouth twitched again. He glowered at her. "No you're not." An accusatory finger shot

Today I spoke with death, he was a nice guy, kinda negative but still very nice, could've even been cute if it wasnt for all the bones and rotting skins. We sat at my house drinking tea, sipping it in slowly with great care. It had a good taste, strong, a little sweety because of the sugar. So, we both sat, staring at each other, at first it was kind of awkward, he didnt speak too much, just sat and drank his tea from that little porcelain cup I took out of the drawer, I only used them on special

and Ella with one year of difference. Jessy is sixteen and the Bella seventeen. They are pretty close to each other and Jason cares and loves them more than anything in the world. They both went to the same university. They saw each other every single day, five days a week. Nina would notice walking by and smile at herself. However he wouldn't even take a glance at her. Even though they saw each other, he still didn't know who she was. He was the kind of popular guy with all girls surrounding him

John sat silently thinking about his choices. Evelyn was correct in her assumptions. He is starting to have feelings for her, even if he don 't want to admit it to himself. Evelyn could sense John contemplating with his choices. She smiled brightly and spoken in a cheerful voice. "Don 't think too hard Johnny, why don 't you sit closer by me? I 'll gladly share you my blanket, besides I think you need it more than I do." Evelyn pat the ground, directing him to come closer. "Oh come on...don 't

Between G Block and H Block sat a piece of corrugated iron tubing. Soggy leaves and bark were smeared along the outside of it. Inside was dry earth and cold silver. That was where we went, Del and I. I thought it looked like the poor-man’s version of a piece of playground equipment. From a playground from not too far away, on the other side of the river bank - away, closer to the worst kind of civilisation. A human-hamster-wheel - that was what it was called. When a person lies inside and there’s

In the early evening back at home Consuelo was still pacing in front of the café window. Concerned for the safety of her only son, who had departed this morning wearing his sleepwear and robe. Her jaw fell open when on the sidewalk before her appeared Stella and Sol, with much audacity. Carrying up the path garment bags from a high end department store. Behind them was Dr. Edwards who had just pulled in after his long shift at work. He walked towards Stella who was standing in front of the door

“You only bring pain,” he said. Tripping, I place my hand on the bathroom door and rush inside. The door swings behind me as I rush to the stall. “We’re here to help,” I told him and he backed up into the wall. It wasn’t the flashlight he was afraid of, it was me. I lean on the stall door and look down at the floor. I breathe in and out trying to calm myself down. What is wrong with you, James? Why can’t you stop having these visions? My hand reaches for the toilet paper. Shaking, it rips a piece

Chapter 1 13 years ago By: Rudy Hepworth It wasn’t long until summer, this being my last few days at this school. I really liked this school but mama said “Oh, you poor child we must go your father has just got promoted again.” I knew that was the end of that. Mama doesn’t like when I argue so I don’t. As my papa got