Writing for banking

Banking had always seemed like a math intensive area with focus on the numbers at the bottom of the page rather then the style and poetry of the language conveying the deal. I was wrong. The expectations and quality of writing on an M&A deal is as surprising as it is calculated. With the aim to best convey the represented business, every sentence is rewritten for the purpose of parsimonious clarity and simplicity in describing the business model. Any grammer, spelling or literary mistake is detremental as it is seen as amature and indifferent. The best preparation for an iBanking job is an intense English writing class – they will teach you all the math.

Storm Arising

Boats and Catamarans – what not to do

Sailboats are a world on their own – they are exciting and a lifestyle in themselves. Catamarans on the other hand are the Formula 1 of boats – fast and impressive. Sometimes too fast! I was out on my Catamaran today, and with the great wind, the boat went incredibly fast. While I was seated in the middle, the pontoon on the opposite side dug into the water and the boat in the most impressive manner flipped. Yes people – flipped. My brother who was with me on the boat was hanging over the side in the first place, and was flung from the boat when we crashed. We spent the next 90 minutes trying to flip the catamaran before we finally gave up and took the boat apart on the water. At this point, we were far out at sea (8 miles from shore), and we were hoping for the rescue. A little later, we had a motor boat come and pull us in to shore. We were rather cold at the time and needed little and basic medical attention in order to make sure that there would not be any permanent damage. At the end of the day, and now know not to nosedive a catamaran into the water is a rather bad idea.

Where the birds go – Pearson College

His last breath vanish in the air

who could have stolen, yeah who wonder

my papers didn’t say, my doctors couldn’t explain

no matter who we questioned, it was always the same

don’t worry little one, your dads okay,

he’s gone for a little while, he’s gone to a better place well

daddy don’t you wanna play ball with me

we never finish the tree house in the old old tree

there’s lots of questions you still haven’t answered me

like where the birds go, when comes the winter brise,

oh and maybe that where you are daddy

and if thats where you are thats where I wanna be

he went to his mother gaysing in the window,

she tried to smile, but she’s to young to be a widdow,

he said mama where did daddy go

is he coming back will he see me grow

she said baby, and dry your crys

baceasu daddy is not gone, he’s in your eyes oh and

daddy don’t you wanna go fishing together,

you’ll be the captain and I will be the skipper

where will you be when I turn 16,

I will be big enough to drive you will have to teach me,

we’ll go driving through the country side,

maybe down to where them birds hide

hope you are happy where you are daddy,

hope its pretty and you can see the stars all and

daddy don’t worry if you get lonely,

I have been talking to mom and she told me,

she said dry your cry’s, cause daddy, your’re in my eyes.