Until one is committed, there is hesitancy, the chance to draw back, always ineffectiveness. Concerning all acts of initiative and creation, there is one elementary truth, the ignorance of which kills countless ideas and splendid plans: that the moment one definitely commits oneself, then providence moves too.
All sorts of things occur to help one that would never otherwise have occurred. A whole stream of events issues from the decision, raising in one's favor all manner of unforeseen incidents and meetings and material assistance, which no man could have dreamed would have come his way.
Whatever you do, or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius, power and magic in it. Begin it now.
- Goethe
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
Not getting interviews?
Have you sent out plenty of resumes but haven’t heard anything back? Where does the problem lie? Is your resume not well written? Is it just due to the tight job market?
1. Your resume is the one thing you can control. It should indicate why you can excel at this job.
A poorly written resume is most often the reason why applicants do not get interviews. Do not just list the jobs you have done. Also indicate how you performed at those jobs. The candidates who are getting the most interviews list what they achieved at each job. You may also explain why you loved a particular job or task. Employers are not much interested in the jobs you have held, but they do want to know what you achieved there. Your resume needs to show them that.
2. Your cover letter must be interesting and focused.
If all your cover letter does is summarize the information in your resume, it's not helping at all. Write a cover letter which is specific to each job you apply for, rather than a generic one. A cover letter should add something new to your application about why you'd be great at the job; it should not just recite your employment history. If you add personality to your cover letters, you should start getting phone calls for interviews.
3. Ask senior colleagues to comment on your resume.
Friends, parents and school teachers may not be familiar with the veterinary industry, and may think your resume looks “fine”, but that is not good enough in today's tight market. Your resume needs to be great. I regularly hear job seekers say, "I've had my resume reviewed dozens of times, and everyone has told me it's fine." First, in a crowded job market, "fine" isn't enough; it needs to be great. You need people with significant hiring experience in your industry to give you feedback.
(One good test: Give them a resume that's full of duties rather than achievements and see what they say. If they tell you it's a good resume, you'll know that their advice is not useful)
4. You're applying for jobs for which your job history is not appropriate.
In this case, you need to explicitly demonstrate to employers why you'd be a great match. Perhaps you have only worked in small animal practice, but want to apply for a job in equine practice. If you have riding experience or other horse related experience, make it clear to the prospective employer.
If you get the interview, avoid these common mistakes:
1. Being unprepared.
Spend several days researching the job requirements, the practice and the employer(s). Be aware of all the requirements and skills listed in the job advert and how you are able to fulfil those. Consider possible questions and how you will respond to them. Think back on specific examples that demonstrate how you excelled at previous jobs.
2. Failing to research your interviewer.
A quick glance on LinkedIn might give you advance warning that your interviewer used to work with a previous boss who hated you. This way you won't be caught off guard if asked about it in the interview. Read the company website. it may give you information on the interviewer’s special skills or outside interests. Social websites and “googling” the interviewer’s name can also provide useful information.
3. Arriving late (or too early).
You might think that you're playing it safe by leaving for your interview a few minutes earlier than you need to. But hit a traffic accident and that buffer will fly out the window, which means you could end up being late. Give yourself plenty of extra time —meaning an hour or so—because it's nearly impossible to recover from being late for an interview. You can always kill the extra time in your car or a nearby coffee shop if you arrive early. Do not arrive at the actual interview location more than 5 minutes before the arranged time. Hanging around in reception for 30 minutes, puts pressure on your interviewer.
4. Wearing inappropriate clothing.
In most industries, you should wear a suit to a job interview. It doesn't matter if your interviewers are more casually dressed themselves; wearing a suit, as the candidate, is still an expected convention typically. In the veterinary industry, one may wear smart casual work appropriate clothing. Always look polished and groomed. Your clothes should fit you well, your hair should be neat and in place, your makeup professional and not heavy-handed. It's also important to feel comfortable in what you're wearing; you don't want to be constantly adjusting your neckline or fidgeting with your cuffs. Be aware of smells - be clean and free of body odour or bad breath, but do not go overboard with perfume or aftershave either! If you chew gum before the interview to freshen your breath, make sure to discard it appropriately before entering the building
5. Not being ready to talk about salary.
Job seekers are often uncomfortable with conversations about salary.This is a huge disservice to yourself. If salary does come up and you are not prepared, you're likely to end up with less money in your offer than if you knew what you could expect. Research the veterinary award. Ask friends working in the vicinity or in similar practices what they earn. This way you can field salary questions confidently.
Source http://www.askamanager.org/
Dr Joan Jordaan
Practioner in Residence
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Monday, April 29, 2013
Common haematology terms and abnormalities
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Pet Safety at Home
“Petproof” your home.
Just as parents ‘childproof’ their home, pet owners should ‘petproof’ theirs. Four-legged members of the family, like infants and small children, are naturally curious and love to explore their environment with their paws, claws and mouths. But they can’t know what is dangerous and what is not... so it’s up to you to make your home a safe haven. The following tips can help ensure that your pet enjoys a long, happy and accident-free life in your care.
All around the house
- Screen windows to guard against falls.
- Don’t let young pets out on balconies or high decks.
- Many house plants, including Lilies/Liliaceae family, Dieffenbachia (dumbcane), Philodendrons, Ivy (various species), Creeping Charlie, Umbrella Plant and many more are extremely poisonous if eaten. Remove them or put them out of reach in hanging baskets.
- Rat bait is extremely tempting for dogs to eat, yet is highly poisonous and potentially fatal, and should not be accessible at any time. Snail bait is also readily eaten and most often fatal.
- Puppies & kittens love to chew when they’re teething, so unplug, remove or cover electrical cords.
- Don’t leave a room where a fire is lit or a space heater is being used unattended.
- Plastic bags may be fun to play with, but they can suffocate.
- If your pet can put something in their mouth, they probably will. Don’t leave small, sharp, easily swallowed objects lying around.
In the garage
- Cats enjoy naps near a warm engine so, before you drive off, honk your horn and make sure your pet is not under or near the car.
- Pets like the smell and taste of antifreeze and windscreen washer. Tightly cover their containers and wipe up any spills.
- Paint, petrol and other dangerous chemicals should be stored out of reach.
In the kitchen, laundry & bathroom
- Never leave hotplates or irons on unattended.
- Dangerous household chemicals such as bleach and ammonia should be stored out of your pet’s reach.
- Close washing machine and dryer lids – your pet might climb in and become trapped.
- Keep toilet lids down – small pets can actually drown if they fall in.
- Medicines, shampoo, sunscreen and other personal care items can kill your pet. Make sure they can’t get hold of them.
Out in the yard
- Some outdoor plants, like Brunfelsia (Yesterday Today & Tomorrow), Lilies, Ivy, Oleander, Azalea, Foxglove, Hydrangea, Morning Glory, Nightshade, Rhododendron, Yew and many more can be poisonous to pets. Many plants can also be responsible for allergies in our pets.
- Keep pets away from lawns and gardens treated with snail bait or chemicals.
- Store garden tools, baits and chemicals securely. Keep garden sheds locked.
- Cover swimming pools, spas and ponds- your pet might fall in and not be able to get out.
- Keep pets away from spiders and snakes.
Dog-gone disasters
- Eliminate hooks or similar objects placed at your dog’s shoulder height – their collar or harness could become tangled and they could choke. Fast running dogs may also impale themselves on stakes in the garden.
- A tall, secure perimeter or invisible electrical fence around your property will minimize the risk of your dog running out into traffic or roaming far from home.
Reference: mvol.com.au
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Sunday, April 14, 2013
I can fly.
1994/95
“Why do you fly?” my friends and acquaintances often ask, as
if there has to be a rational explanation for this aberrant behaviour! I don’t do
it for business or profit. So why do I fly? For fun – I guess. Are gholf
players asked why they play gholf?
What I get from my flying is far more than mere fun, though!
Although I have always wanted to learn to fly I was intimidated by all the
remarks of the earthbound :
“But what will you use it for?” “It is so expensive”, “I
know someone who spent all that money to get a licence and then let it lapse
because maintaining it was too expensive”, etc.…
Then my fortieth birthday approached and I came to the
conclusion that my life was nearly over. However my birthday came and went,
and with it came the realization that if
I still wanted to do all the things I had always wanted to do, I had better
start doing it now. Though my life was by no means over, it wasn't unlimited
anymore!
So I learn’t to fly. It wasn't easy. In fact it was
terrifying – so much so that I lost several kilograms in the first few weeks
from sheer naked terror. The only thing
that kept me going was my very enthusiastic instructor. He was rather cute as
well.
I will never forget the feelings I experienced during my
first solo. Initially l felt relief that I was doing this without the
instructor’s non-stop commentary. As I climbed away from the runway the full
realization sank in. I was in this little aeroplane all alone with no-one to
help! I survived the circuit, even landing rather well, I thought! I taxied off
the runway and parked the plane on the taxiway. I felt quite euphoric and very
proud of myself, but as I tried to disembark, I found that my legs would not
work – my knees were shaking so much.
I soon found that flying without an instructor’s constant
commentary in my ears was wonderful, although to this day I can still hear him
when I fly: “Watch your speed, if you run out of speed at this height you will
kill yourself!”
The feeling of achievement I have at actually having learnt
to move freely in this new medium – air – is incredible! If life gets me down,
I say to myself “I can fly”.
Saturday, April 6, 2013
AS JY DALK 'N LEEU WIL JAG......
AS JY DALK ‘N LEEU WIL JAG……..
13:00. Okavango. Nee nie moeras
nie –songebakte savanna. Twee meter van my ‘n ¾ wakker leeu. Drie van ons bo-op
die landrover, vyf binne. Die term “canned lion hunt” neem ‘n total nuwe
betekenis aan. As enigeen beweeg, staar leeu se kind direk na hom en lek haar
lippe af. Die son steek, die vlieë byt, die dak is hard en die leeu staar. My
hand is buite haar gesigsveld, maar my vingers is al wat ek durf beweeg.
Wat soek ek hier, vra jy?
Avontuur? Beswaarlik. Na ‘n uur of wat se stamperige ry, ‘n paar minute van
kniee lam maak angs tot sy suksesvol gepyl is, ‘n paar minute opwinding tot die
ander leeus padgee en sy rustig slaap, ‘n paar minute se werk, dan ure se wag
tot sy opstaan en loop, raak dit redelik vervelig. Ons is boonop almal
diereliefhebbers wat sonder gedagte aan ons eie gerief of veiligheid die
voertuig so parkeer het dat die skaduwee op die leeu val. Dit was so net na elf
en die skaduwees was al kort en die leeu lê baie naby!
Dit lyk of die leeu darem nou
besluit het ons is nie ‘n bedrieging of ‘n delikatesse nie, maar niemand waag dit
om te roer nie. Hoe langer sy lê tussen opvlie en mense aanstaar episodes, hoe
sterker raak sy. Haar oë is baie geel –
haar tande ook – en sy kyk baie stip. Haar maats proes so nou en dan in die
bosse hier naby. Ons is dors, maar
Christiaan, die bebaarde leeu navorser, sit op die koelhouer en durf nie beweeg
nie.
Hierdie is ons tweede leeu. Sy is
deel van ‘n groep van drie wyfies met ‘n aantal opgeskote welpies. Ons het haar
radio halsband afgehaal sodat die batterye in Pretoria herlaai kan word. Dit is
vir my heelwat makliker in die dag, behalwe vir die hitte. Minstens kan mens
die ander leeus beter sien, solank hulle nie plat op hulle pense in die lang
gras le nie.
Gisteraand het ons ‘n wyfie gepyl
wat deel was van ‘n groep van drie – nog ‘n wyfie en ‘n jong mannetjie. Ons het
hulle nader gelok met ‘n bandopname van ‘n skreeuende vark. Die leeus het
sommer gou kom ondersoek instel. Ons het
die een wyfie gepyl en terwyl Christiaan wag gestaan het met die geweer, het ek
bloedmonsters geneem terwyl Hanlie, Christiaan
se vrou , en Graham, ‘n jong navorser die halsband aangesit het. Graham is ‘n forse, aantreklike, blonde, jong
man met ‘n ongekamde maanhaar soos ‘n leeu, maar vir die leeus is hy so
skrikkerig soos die duiwel vir ‘n slypsteen. Elke keer as die leeu haar oor wikkel, spring
hy ses voet in die lug op!
Toe die wyfie begin bykom en
steier-steier na die ander leeus beweeg, het hulle baie aggressief nader gekom.
Ons was bang hulle byt haar en maak toe ‘n geraas om hulle te verwilder. Daar
spring die gepylde leeu toe kortom en storm weg van die ander leeus – reguit na
ons toe. Gelukkig het sy omgeval en eers weer ‘n rukkie geslaap voor sy te naby
gekom het. Die nag was baie koud en baie donker en verbasend stil. Behalwe vir
paddas in die verte, was daar nie ‘n geluid nie. Tog krioel die Okavango van
lewe.
Die dag daarna het ons vroeg
begin. Dit was nog donker en ysig koud. Reg voor die kamp het vars leeuspore in
die stof gele. Die trop wat ‘n halsband moes kry was dus in die omgewing. Ons sou ry tot waar hulle die vorige dag
gesien is en weer die skreeuende speenvark sonata speel. Op pad wou ons egter
sommer sien of ons die vorige dag se trop kan opspoor en moontlik nog ‘n
halsband ook afhaal vir herlaaing.
‘n Hollandse student genaam Jesse
sit op die dak. “Stop, stop, stop, stop, ek kry ‘n baie sterk sein. Dis regs
voor, omtrent op 1 uur”. Ons draai van die pad af en vaar die bosse in. Dit
stamp en skud en kreun. Na ‘n rukkie sê Jessie “ Stop, stop, dis nou agter ons.
Ons draai weer. Nou hoor hy die sein regs, dan links, dan agter, dan voor.
Skielik se Hannie “Hoor hierso, waar is daardie halsband wat ons gister afgehaal
het?” Ons is toe heeltyd besig om ons self te agtervolg!
Ten spyte van die twyfelagtige
wegspring, vind ons die trop wat ‘n halsband moet kry redelik gou, nie te ver van
die pad af nie. Dis net leeus waar jy kyk. Daar is drie wyfies, 5 opgeskote
welpies, wat vir my maar nes groot leeus lyk, en een baie klein welpie. Maar
hulle is op ‘n missie en beweeg met mening dieper in die bosse in. Die skreeuende vlakvark laat hulle egter vassteek
in hulle spore. Een wyfie staan met haar boud mooi na my gedraai. Dis effens
teen die son, maar ek neem dooierus, mik versigtig en skiet. Dis mis. Ek voel
baie afgehaal. Ek het dan so mooi gemik! Die wyfie vloog weg, maar swaai om en
gluur ons aan. Toe ons vorentoe ry, bestorm sy die voertuig, maar bedink
haarself en stop betyds. Ons volg hulle stadig tot hulle in die koelte van ‘n
miershoop gaan lê. Hulle lê oor ‘n groot area versprei en dis baie bebos. Die
omstandighede is ver van ideal. Ons skuif die voertuig versigtig tot ek een se
nek mooi in die visier het. Ek mik versigtig. Die kruis van die teleskoop le
mooi sentraal op haar nek. Niemand roer nie. Ek skiet. Dit is mis. Die gemiste
leeu storm weg, die ander wyfie storm nader. Ons besluit om te retireer tot
laatmiddag wanneer die leeus rustig is en die veearts hopelik beter skiet.
Terug by die kamp stel ek ‘n
teiken op en skiet ‘n paar oefenskote. Dit is elke keer tussen 12 en 15 cm regs
van die teiken. Ek vra vir Christiaan om ook te prober. Hy skiet ook regs van
die teiken. Van al die geskud en geskommel is die teleskoop uitgestel in die voertuig. Ons verstel hom totdat ons albei herhaaldelik
die pyl deur die dieselfde gat in die middel van die teiken op die kartondoos
skiet.
Laatmiddag sit ons weer af, die
bosse in. Die keer sleep ons ‘n vlakvark
aan ‘n ketting om die leeus besig te hou.
Ons neem stelling in naby die Xudum aanloopbaan waar ons die leeus
vanoggend gelos het. Hanlie glo hulle
sal nie die speenvark sonata nog ‘n keer
vertrou nie en dring aan op die sterwende buffel orkes. Christiaan vra watte en prop pluisies in sy
ore. Hy het duidelik die orkes al voorheen gehoor. Toe ek al byna die wysie uit
my kop ken en dit al koud en donker is, sluip ‘n hiëna uit die bosse en vreet
binne minute die vlakvark se linkerboud af. Dit neem hom net drie of vier byte.
Ons besluit om verder te ry. Die
vlakvark wip oor die bosse en die hiëna hardloop agterna so vining as wat hy
kan. Toe ons indraai na die aanloopbaan, sien ons oë weerkaats. Dit is ons
leeus! Ons ry versigtig nader en vind dat dit net die welpies is – 5 grotes en
een kleintjie. Hulle is baie bly oor die vlakvark en le met mening aan hom weg.
Die klientjie brul en knor en vreet met die beste van hulle. Kort-kort klap ‘n
grote hom teen die oor, maar wat vreet is hy! So verdwyn ons lokaas voor ons oë.
Ons moet ‘n groot leeu pyl, nie een wat nog moet groei nie, want dan moet die
halsband kort voor lank vervang word.
Ons bespreek ons opsies. Die ma
leeus het klaarblyklig gaan jag en die kleintjies aangesê om hier te wag. Hulle
sal sekerlik terugkeer sodra hulle sukses behaal, maar Hanlie sê hulle het al
gesien dat wyfies hulle kleintjies vir tot 36 uur los. Ons beste opsie is
voorlopig egter om te wag. Dit is donkermaan. Sterre verskiet. ‘n Jakkals sluip
nader, maar een leeutjie gewaar hom en jaag hom weg. Daarna sit hy ‘n ent weg
van die ander en hou wag, terwyl hulle nog aan die vlakvark se bene kou. Tyd
stap aan. Al wat mens hoor is die geknars van bene.
Skielik staan 5 van die 6
leeutjies soos een man op en begin hardloop na die bopunt van die aanloopbaan.
Christiaan volg hulle met die soeklig. In die verte blink oë. Dit is die
wyfies!
Ons skakel aan en volg hulle. Een
leeutjie kou nog aan die bene in die gras. Toe ons nader kom sien ons twee
wyfies met bloed aan hulle gesigte. Die kleintjies groet opgewonde, maar hulle
wil nie vertoef nie. Hulle sit op ‘n drafstap af in die nag in. Skielik kom die
klientjie wat agtergebly met ‘n groot geskreeu agterna. Ons is bietjie naby aan
die trop en die twee wyfies steek vas, beweeg agter om die voertuig en begin
ons bekruip. Ek het nie geweet mens kan so naak en onbewaak voel op ‘n Landrover
se dak nie. Ons swaai weg en val ‘n bietjie terug. Na etlike min of meer reguit
kilometers draai die leeus skielik links
af in die bosse in. Ons verloor hulle kortstondig. Toe ons hulle weer sien, lê
al 8 groot en jong leeus met mening weg aan ‘n tsessebe. Die arme klein
leeutjie kry nie eetplek nie en sit op sy ma se rug en kla soos ‘n kat.
Die leeus vreet dat die bloed
spat. Hulle grom en klap na mekaar. Hulle is ‘n krioelende moordbende. Hierdie
toneel laat by my geen twyfel oor die feit dat hierdie diere uiters gevaarlik
is nie. Binne 20 minute is die tsessebe net ‘n bondel bene. Die leeus begin
stukke wegsleep die bosse in. Ons moet nou gou speel, voor almal weg beweeg.
Een wyfie lê nog aan die karkas en vreet. My hande bewe. My kniee ook. Ek
skiet. Dis raak. Die wyfie vlie op en storm ‘n paar tree weg, om agter ‘n
doringbos te gaan lê. Oral is leeus in die donker. Ons weet daar is hiënas ook
iewers agter ons. Ons probeer om eers die ander leeus te verjaag, maar hulle
wil nie padgee nie. Na ‘n halfuur besluit ons om met die gepylde leeu te werk
voor sy wakker word. Die paar minute se werk voel na ‘n ewigheid voor almal
weer veilig terug is in of op die voertuig.
Al meer hiënas het intussen nadergekom, gelok deur die tsessebe se
oorblyfsels.
Die gepylde leeu slaap nog diep en ek is effens onrustig oor
haar welsyn. Skielik kom daar eienaardige geluide van iewers – amper soos ‘n
leeu wat versmoor. Ons skrik. Dis die gepylde leeu sê Christiaan. Ons luister.
Nee, sê ek, die geluid kom van links en klink of dit verder weg is. Dit klink
behoorlik of ‘n dikgevrete leeu aan die slaap geraak en lê en snork! Toe besef
ons dis g’n leeu nie, maar Jesse wat wat reg voor ons op die dak die slaapsak
oor sy kop getrek het, aan die slaap geraak het en lustig snork. Ons lag hardop.
Die leeus in die bos grom onrustig.
Weer volg stilte in die nag. Na wat voel na ‘n baie lang
tyd, begin die gepylde leeu beweeg. Toe sy kan staan, keer ‘n baie moeë, koue
en honger trop leeujagters terug kamp toe.
Friday, April 5, 2013
Courage - a poem by Amelia Earhart
Courage is the price that
life exacts for granting peace,
The soul that knows
it not, knows no release
From little things
Knows not the livid
loneliness of fear
Nor mountain heights,
where bitter joy can hear
The sound of wings
How can life grant us
boon of living, compensate
For dull gray
ugliness and pregnant hate
Unless we dare
The soul’s dominion?
Each time we make a choice, we pay
With courage to
behold the restless day
And count it fair.
_ Amelia Earhart
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