In my last days in journalism school a man I admire so much came to my class and delivered what may be described as a motivational speech. His message was simple: “shake the basket”.
I will never forget that day and that phrase. When the speech ended, I pondered how I could go out into the real world and “shake the basket” as the class had been entreated.
The guy who delivered the speech was – and still is – at the top of his game. I knew that I could do all the basket shaking I could but I would never dislodge him and gain the recognition he had. So I decided to stay in my small corner and do my job to the best of my ability, one day at a time... Click here to read full article
In my last days in journalism school a man I admire so much came to my class and delivered what may be described as a motivational speech. His message was simple: “shake the basket”.
I will never forget that day and that phrase. When the speech ended, I pondered how I could go out into the real world and “shake the basket” as the class had been entreated.
The guy who delivered the speech was – and still is – at the top of his game. I knew that I could do all the basket shaking I could but I would never dislodge him and gain the recognition he had. So I decided to stay in my small corner and do my job to the best of my ability, one day at a time... Click here to read full article
