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Images from the Creative Teamwork course 2018. Led by Prof. Mikko Jalas, Kirsi Joenpolvi and Maria Joutsenvirta
©Abigail Garbett
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"Honey Bees are relatively new to Ontario. They were an agricultural import, brought to North America for honey production and crop pollination. Before Honey Bees crossed the ocean, Ontario’s major pollinators were native bees, whose behaviour is often very different from the stereotypical honey bees."
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EInführungstage zur Praxis Acdemy im August 2012. Mehr Informationen unter www.campus-of-excellence.com
Images from the Creative Teamwork course 2018. Led by Prof. Mikko Jalas, Kirsi Joenpolvi and Maria Joutsenvirta
©Abigail Garbett
Images from the Creative Teamwork course 2018. Led by Prof. Mikko Jalas, Kirsi Joenpolvi and Maria Joutsenvirta
©Abigail Garbett
A team development workshop looking at improving teamwork within a group. Here the team are trying a team building activity given to them as part of the course.
Joe Elton (center) with Nancy Heltman, Visitor Services Manager (left), and Chuck Wyatt, Central Administration Manager (right)
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Images from the Creative Teamwork course 2018. Led by Prof. Mikko Jalas, Kirsi Joenpolvi and Maria Joutsenvirta
©Abigail Garbett
Teamwork is the ability to work together toward a common vision. The ability to direct individual accomplishments toward organizational objectives. It is the fuel that allows common people to attain uncommon results.
Confident manager is explaining the correct way of analysis to his colleagues in the office pointing at the monitor
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Mesdames et moinsieurs,
Eet haz been quite zee week. As you may have cleverly deduced, we are flying on Air France.
Well, we were flying on Air Framce when I wrote the above. Just after I started writing, we received our homework assignment (filling out lots of forms for China entry -- a medical questionaire etc.) Thus, I am now comfortably ensconced in the Gloria Plaza Hotel in Beijing. It took some effective family teamwork to make it though the long and turbulant journey from San Giovanni D'Asso to this spot. Civry wrote a time log to chronicle the trip and I'll borrow her concept here:
5am (GMT+1): Wake up. Another beautiful day is dawning in the Crete, south of Siena. We jump in our Fiat minivan (pre-packed the night before) and head into the sunrise. The drive goes smoothly and the scenery is beautiful.
8am, Rome Fiumiciano (Leonardo Da Vinci) aeroporto: We arrive in plenty of time to have a quick breakfast and get Arlyine on her flight (at least we think she got on her flight - we left her at the "ticket holders only" checkpoint.
9am: We leave Fiumiciano for Ciampino - Rome's other airport, where we will catch our easyJet flight to London-Gatwick. We think we get lost for a few minutes but we turn out to be on the right road after all. The first major annoyance of the day occurs. The Europcar check-in guy sees multiple cases of "damage" on our car. True, we've had the car for a week and it has been through some tight spots and rough roads, but no notable cases of inappropriate car-to-car or car-to-object contact that we can remember. One of the "damage" spots is simply a grease or rubber spot - easily cleaned off. The other two are minor cosmetic scratches on the bumper and door. I don't call this damage and don't think any average person would, so I ask the check-in guy to take me to his boss in the terminal. The boss says "you sign for car with no damage - see?" but he quickly relents and tells me to check more carefully next time. (Next time, I'll have to bring my magnifying glass.)
9:30 am: We enter the terminal. We find our way into long line #1 to check our bags.
10:25 am: We get through to the security checkpoint, which goes fairly quickly. We think we are home free.
10:30 am: We enter the world's longest and most disorganized line - the line for "passport control." It snakes around the entire departure lounge area. There are no officials to organize the line, nor any apparent system. The line continues to grow and people become more restless as their planes are called for boarding. Eventually, there is a rush of people on one side and the snaking line structure turns into a free-for-all stampede. Out of four booths, only two are manned and progress is slow. Our flight's "pre-board" phase is announced (we were supposed to pre-board, but now we'll have to get whatever seats are left, since easyJet does not have assigned seats).
11:15 am: Brilliant Italian passport control officers decide to open up another line and we finally get through the crush of people and join the next line, to get on the tram taking everyone to the plane. We finally get on the plane at about 11:30 - the time when the plane is supposed to leave.
I should explain here that I am nervous, because the four-hour connection I had carefully designed had shrunk to a 3-hour connection due to a schedule change by easyJet. The connection requires a transfer from London's Gatwick airport to Heathrow, a 1-1/4 hour journey. I figure if we get to Heathrow one hour early, we'll just make it through security. Since we are checking bags and must factor in time to get through the seemingly endless airport corridors and possible security checks, there is little if any room for error.
11:40 am: The flight leaves only 10 minutes late and we are told the landing will be on schedule.
1:00 pm (GMT): We are not, in fact, on schedule. We are 10 minutes late. As I leave the plane (via old-fashioned stairs) and climb into the terminal, I note the absence of any baggage handling equipment anywhere near the plane and make my first nervous comment.
1:25 pm: We finally clear the line for the passport check (etc) and get to the baggage claim. The TV monitors show which flight is at which baggage claim. Our flight says, simply "wait here." We wait.
2:15 pm: More than one hour after landing, our baggage finally makes an appearance on the carousel. We make a smart decisioin. Tommy and Julie have their bags, so we deicde they will go ahead and secure a cab for the transfer to Heathrow. My plan to use the less-expensive bus, for which I already bought our tickets - is dashed. There's no time to spare. Julie does a fantastic job of snaring the only available cab - pleading our case to the taxi dispatcher.
2:20 pm: We're on our way to Heathrow. If we are very, very lucky and there is no traffic to speak of, we might make it there by 3:10 and this might be good enough.
A funny thing happens as I get into the cab. The driver motions me to get into the cab so I start to do so - on the right side. The driver offers me the keys, which I think is weird. I didn't ask for a rental car. Then, it finally dawns on me. The steering wheel is on the right. Duh! Too many countries...
3:10 - 4:00 pm: We are lucky. We are about $160 poorer but we are at Heathrow and the lines move swiftly and we even have a few moments to breath before getting on the flight.
4:00 (GMT) - 7:00 (GMT+1): Air France treats us right. Good snack. Special buses waiting for us in Paris, so we can make our tight connection to Beijing, reasonably quick security checks. We are on our way to China!
9 hours, 45 minutes later: The flight was torturously long, especially for a person taller than, say, four feet. No way to get comfortable. Nontheless, Tommy proclaimed it the "best airplane ride ever." They had free video games - that might have influenced his opinion. They also had good food, good free wine and excellent, eclectic music to listen to, which I enjoyed.
Our first impressioni of Beijing was strange. There was a fog or murk everywhere and you could only see a few hundred yards. The murk eventually cleared a little bit after a thunderstorm. It seemed to lift just as the murk from the time change and lack of sleep was clearing in my brain. Now, at night, Beijing looks promisinig.
Raising the banner on the front of El Palmar's community center.
The most detailed English language website on the island
Two Siemens Taurus motors, SŽ 541-108 and Adria Transport 1216 922 are pulling and pushing hard the heavy container train from Koper up the 2.5% grade past the Prešnica Junction and likewise named Istrian village.
Wannseeforum, Berlin. Crowdsourcing-Workshop mit Christian Rosenberger. Schülerprojekt Zukunft MINT. Einführungswoche in und um Berlin. Juni 2012. Mehr Informationen unter: www.campus-of-excellence.com
Partraszállás (Lloret de Mar, Spanyolország) / Disembarkation (Lloret de Mar, Spain)
Teamwork 1: www.flickr.com/photos/hoszi/760585448/
Teamwork 2: www.flickr.com/photos/hoszi/760585928/
Teamwork 3: www.flickr.com/photos/hoszi/759731481/
Teamwork 4: www.flickr.com/photos/hoszi/760587028/