You have my appreciation for your tireless efforts to keep me up to date with your super cool web links. I have a modest gift back
How to make your link tempting
A link is a message that you want to convey to your trusted recipients. Sending a naked link is equivalent to sending raw, meaningless bytes of data. It’s better to treat your message in grace!
I’d advise to include a subject/description/abstract of the information contained within the link.
The additional information determines whether a non-free recipient would open the link. My apologize I tend to ignore naked links when boiled under all the pressure.
The subject should be
- Relevant to the recipient or the relationship between the sender (you) with the recipient
- Descriptive and informative
- Silly-free. Subjects like “this is hot” or “come in to see” are what I consider silly
- Wherever possible, include language-specific notations. For example, you would want to type Vietnamese with accents.
- Avoid virus-like tempting invitations. BTW, most of virus invitations I received recently are stupid if not even, pardon me, illiterate.
By adding the advised information, you have made your link from raw data to becoming meaningful, human-friendly information.
Above is a simple tip in the form of a quick fix. Now, I guess you’d love to you’re your message personalized.
An all-but-trendily-crazy-word: blog it!
Societies realized the power of blogs. People read and comment blogs. The best way of republishing a message in your own personalized, characterized way is to blog it with your own analysis, reflection, evaluation, and solutions where appropriate.
By blogging, you have transformed the human-connecting information into powerful individual-in-a-solid-community knowledge.
Utilize web services to their best. Knowledge sharing, not data transmitting!
I’m backing up my files.
It was to my horror (yes, horror) that out of sudden I found no data I can’t live without.
It wouldn’t have been a fuss to make over if I hadn’t have been frenzily and exhaustively collecting relevant information relating to my life.
Theoretical knowledge has been absorbed within.
Books have been read, learned and reflected as my own.
Music and videos can be re-purchased if lost.
The only valuable digital belongings are portraits of my beloved ones. Thanks to Web 2.0 excellent services that I have secured all.
After all, digital stuffs are tools to serve human life.
And after a dazedly short while of 3 years, I have realized to power of manmind.
I’m now free to experience life.
Reflective listening is an inter-personal skill that has been written by many authors in books, journals and articles.
I hereby put a focus on reflective listening when replying to messages via Internet-based media. It can be either replying to a personal email, or replaying a post in a forum, or commenting a blog entry.
I am able to see two parts in a message: the meaning and the expectation. Apparently, people post on forums and blogs with a hope that their readers will read, understand, sympathize and respond in the ‘right’ way.
However, my observations point out that the responders have the temptation to respond in their own way – with what they were able to see. The ‘real’ message and feelings the initiator conveys are easily lost.
Improving the skill in replying and commenting is improving interpersonal skills. How to improve reflective listening is a complete topic of its own and can easily be searched for. The purpose of this piece of writing is just to increase the awareness of communicators (including myself) of how we can constantly improve our communication in the right way.
A simple reminder: communicatioN, not communicationS!
Dad was born as the eldest son to a poor farmer family in Long An. His name means Mount.
He grew up and ranked top in class. His major was literature. He got his first degree in Foreign Trade and started his career in Import/Export sector.
He met mom when she was crowded by countless more charming guys. I could imagine with his love for poetry, he could have composed her a lot. But why mom accepted Dad was because, as she told me when I was 18, she saw the glint of will in his eyes.
He is a workaholic. He would work tirelessly 24/7 not just to earn our living, but for the fascination of the work itself. Dad is filial to grandparents. He sacrifices himself to care for my uncles and aunts, from when they were born till they now all have children. He still does.
Dad used to sing and play the guitar when he hadn’t taken on more jobs. The two songs I remember are “Huyền thoại mẹ” (The legend of Mother) by Trịnh Công Sơn and “Em về kẻo trời mưa” (Let’s go home, it’s raining!).
He got his second degree in Law and third in English. He quit his first job to become a lawyer. He is still working tirelessly.
Dad never ceases to guide me. Whichever way I’m planning to jump or fly next, I can be sure he’s always there doing the exploration ahead.
I inherit strong intuition and judgment from him. I take after him, being a workaholic. The more I grow, the less surprise I am to see how much I resemble him. There’s half of Dad in everything I am.