I decided to do the reading section of TOEIC because I simply haven’t done a video or blog on it yet. I’m excited about doing this because Native English Speakers can use these techniques for SAT (maybe). TOEFL is a difficult test, but it’s also something you can use with it. Stay tuned for that, but I haven’t had any students approach me in regards to TOEFL yet.
So, let’s dive into it.
Different Types of Questions
Specific Information questions are the easiest and quickest to find. I love to tell my students to look at the questions that have numbers. These are the easiest. Questions that say “what is the purpose of this memo” (ex. number 3 – main idea and inference questions) should always come last.
If you look at number two, which is vocabulary questions, you can see that this is probably the second easiest.
The toss up for last will be between question types 3 and 4.
A) Alberto Romero
B) Benjamin Weintraub
C) John Teirney
D) Alex Andreas?
2. What kind of job does the applicant want?
A) Human resources
3. Where did Mr. Romero Want To Work?
A) In Britain
B) In North America
C) In Eastern Europe
D) In Asia
1711 Taylor Avenue
North Las Vegas
Dear. Mr. Romero,
This letter is to thank you for your application to join out international sales team. Unfortunately, we must inform you that due to the large number of highly-qualified applicants that applied for the position of Eastern European sales representative, we have already filled all the positions that were advertised in the May issue of the Human Resources Bulletin
As you know, administrative and marketing positions in our European and Asia-Pacific offices regularly become available during the year and we would welcome your application for future international postings.
A series of these blogs could potentially coming out over the next several months until I agree upon my next destination.
The term “rise above it” came from a comical character I used to work with. This was a 70-year-old Anglo man in one of the most anglo countries on planet Earth (Thailand). I would tell him about my situations, and even what had happened last year and he shrugged it off like it was nothing.
How come is it that men, of all colors, just cannot show empathy and sympathy for their fellow men, regardless of creed, color, ethnicity, and cultural backgrounds? On the other hand, if this many would’ve stood up for me when the going got going, the outcome could’ve potentially been much different.
It’s like the story I told sometime last year about the African American woman and Anglo woman in the store. The Anglo woman had been going to this particular store for two weeks. The African American had been going there for more than two years. When both women approached the counter, the clerk greeted the Anglo woman with a big smile: and that same smile was changed right upside down when the African American woman approached the camera. Yes, the African American woman greeted her with a big smile, just as the Anglo woman did.
This clerk went on to give the African American woman a very hard time, checking the check to see if it was real. Thankfully, the Anglo woman spoke up and said, “ummm, excuse me. Why are you doing this to this woman?”
The clerk responded, “because I don’t know her…and I know you?”
“You’ve only known me for two weeks. This lady has been coming here for over two years.”
That little difference means everything in the world. If people can just speak up in the wake of a racially influenced situation, the world can rise above the world.
That particular gentleman, who I still have to see everyday of my life, just needed to hear my story and show empathy. Instead, he deflected, like one of the world leaders, and told me to simply “rise above it.”
Easy for you to say.
But I will rise above it. I have risen above it. Looking back on the last five years of my life in Thailand, I’ve risen against pure insanity. The comments I’ve gotten from everyone — to the failed job interviews because of the color of my skin — I am enough.
So many people around the world, including a singer by the name of Lil Kim, chose and still chooses to bleach their skin to make themselves more “fair.” And because of the events where sympathy and empathy lacked, these individuals ultimately altered their skin tone because they were tired of being made fun of.
I’m challenging everyone to stand up for your fellow samaritan by your side in situations such as this.
There are three influences: input (what you feed your mind), associations (the people you spend time with), and your environment.
If you’re one of those Facebook scrollers, you’re feeding your mind with a good amount of head-trash. This means that you’re going to end up reading, posting, or sharing something which you have no control over. Look at the President of the United States, for instance. How many people post and rant their heads off at them? What do you accomplish by doing it? You really have to take a step back and look at it from that perspective.
I had a wonderful student a year or two ago. She was a marvelous dental student, but she was quieter than ever. Sure, “that fits the profile and persona of a dentist,” but she asked me “how can I bring out my personality?”
I asked, “are your friends quiet?”
Of course they are. I can bet you right now if she had funny friends around her for a month, her personality would change.
A funny story about this would be Thai women try looking “black.”
That’s right. They get hair extensions and tan their skin as much as possible to come off as an “African American.” When you speak to them, they have a good amount of slang. Guess who their friends are? You guessed it! Wait, no you didn’t. Their friends are all from Africa.
I thought it was a funny story to tell. HA!
Environment has to be the biggest. Honestly, biggest slum in Bangkok by the name of Khlong Toei is infested with poor people.
Rose Garden Townhomes, a place that my mother has been living for almost two decades, is full of a bunch of generational welfare pumping hood rats (hey, just calling it how I see you).
Are rich people hanging out with poor people? Is someone from Beverly Hills going to a gym in Watts? Do the people in Manhattan live in the Bronx?
I. Input: Garbage in, garbage out.
“If you want your body to run at peak performance, you’ve got to be vigilant about consuming the highest-quality nutrients and avoiding tempting junk food. If you want your brain to perform at its peak, you’ve got to be even more vigilant about what you feed it. Are you feeding it news summaries or mind-numbing sitcoms? Are you reading the tabloids, or SUCCESS? Controlling the input has a direct and measurable impact on your productivity and outcomes.”
Excerpt From: Darren Hardy. “The Compound Effect.” iBooks.
This tackles it from two different angles.
On the super-busy days at my job, if I don’t eat protein and a handful of vegetables, I suffer from a mid-afternoon crash. I can give you straightforward why I do, too – RICE!
Doesn’t make sense to eat rice when your body is not burning anything, right? However, I do!
Now is rice junk food? Absolutely not. Brown rice is amazing. But if I eat it at wrong times of the day, my body falls apart.
From an intake of information standpoint, people watch the news, sitcoms, reality TV (A.K.A – sitcoms!) and a handful of other things that serve them no purpose. Controlling what our brains consume is very difficult. Also, our brain is not designed to make us happy. It’s got one agenda: survival.
Robberies, fires, terrorist attacks, economy, Trump, internet trolls, nagging co-workers, angry individuals on public transportation – AVOID! If not, your brain is going to dissect the information and spend hours chewing on the fearful information, which will then bring more fear, which could lead to a heart attack. I mean, pretty excessive, but it most certainly happens when people are driving to work in America every Monday morning.
Man, oh man! It’s been a long time since I’ve done a ramble of positivity, and I’m super grateful to be back! Two weeks into the New Years….it’s definitely at a surplus in terms of projects, teaching and learning. However, there is a little bit of an issue.
Now, I told myself I needed to live in these day-tight compartments because I have no idea what’s going on in the future. Honestly, within the next three months, there’s a massive chance that I might experience a major transition (leaving from Thailand).
At the beginning of the New Year, I thought I was destined to land a job with a 65-year-old language school in Bangkok. The interview process was superb and everything went well. However, after a follow-up email and a week later, I got scared. I felt that something was happening, but wasn’t sure what. That feeling lead to me not getting the job for VERY OBVIOUS THAI REASONS and then there was the question: “should I keep doing this?”
I’ve preached so much about going after your purpose. I’m getting ideas now about developing a curriculum online that students can easily access and learn English all over the world – a system that can trump language centers in a heartbeat. This is going to take some massive pondering and setting up, but I’m pretty excited about it.
There comes a time in life, however, when you just get sick and tired of nonsense. I’ve dealt with racial degradation for five years already. In the beginning, it was new. I needed to go through the amount of hell for me to become the influential person I am today. On the other hand, the things that I continue going through today is just — boring. I already got the point. Yes, I’m a brown guy living in one of the most anti-brown guy countries on the face of planet Earth….which brings me to the questions….
Am I still learning?
Am I still growing?
Are there still opportunities?
Do I still want to live here?
Is this a place to live for the next ten years?
What’s the end goal?
I’m so happy and grateful for being able to teach wonderful students a language and an idea with that language over the last three days.
I’m truly grateful for the present I got from a Deputy Prime Minister last night – and also knowledge along with that.
With all my heart, Im thankful for all areas of my life. I’m extremely thankful for the wonderful people I’ve met the past few days and the dozens of new friends I’ve made. I’m grateful for the posters on my FB pages who want more. I’m thankful for my friends who tune into my blog, along with other bloggers; and I’m also super happy about my podcast and everyone viewing my videos on YouTube.
THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!
Now, I just added in the emergence….and you will be amazed who this person is. 17 years…..and he decided to add me on FB. Oh, what a story this is going to be! Only in the podcast!
Wonderful question came in today from a friend in Japan asking something very deep – something I somewhat covered in my last podcast. So, here are the questions.
Where do you get your strength from?
I lived in Australia for one year. I thought I was ostricized by society. There were days I thought I was depressed and told my housemate, “no one likes me here.”
She retorter, “you have a beautiful personality! Don’t worry about others!” Of course all I did at the time was watch the secret. There was no Les Brown, Lisa Nichols, MindValley, Tom Bilyeu, or any of these other entrepreneurs, speakers and massive business titans. I didn’t know the process in terms of bio-hacking the mind. So throughout my stint in Australia, I had to learn the hard way. I had a fair-weather friend named Thayanna who ended up disappearing mid-way through the way. There was no “best friend” from Arizona, just like there wasn’t in October of 2014 (later story) and last year. I then realized throughout everything I experienced in Australia…my mother, with a simple comment, pretty much told me that there was no quitting.
“So you’re complaining about life there? If you come back….then what? I don’t have a place for you to stay. Tina is living here. You don’t know what to do.”
Basically I can go on and on about that text message but she pretty much gave me a big “f*** you” and “there’s no room for you at the house anymore.” It was like the disownment I needed. The “build your courage now or you’re homeless” type of motivation. And from then on….I never gave up — and a seed was born within me.
“In the middle of my conversation with Ray Lewis, I asked him about his definition of a man and whether it had evolved as he got older, had kids, became successful, and ultimately retired. By way of answering my question, he told me a story about when he came to a deeper understanding of the challenges the men in his family have faced.
He was 33 years old. He’d reengaged with his long-absent father, and his father wanted him to meet a man named Shady Ray Whitehead who lived in some little trailer 6 hours outside of Charlotte, North Carolina. He had no idea where they were going or who this man was they were visiting, but when they arrived, he and his father walked in and his father said, “Meet your grandfather.”
Ray sat on the floor while his dad sat on the couch, and they talked. One of the first things out of his father’s mouth was a question to his grandfather that had also run through Ray’s head nearly every day of the first 17 years of his life: “Dad, why’d you leave me?” To say this blindsided Ray would be an understatement.
“Ray sat with this information for a while, listening to his father and grandfather, and started to think about the men in his family who struggled in their relationships. Ray’s realization is something out of a novel, or a sermon:
This is a generational curse, man. My son is 21, I’m 41, my father is 61, my grandfather’s 81. His father is 101. Five generations. Twenty years apart. What are we doing? I rode back home with my father for 6 hours while he kept talking, and I never said a word. When I got done listening to him, I said to him: “You know what a man is? A man accepts all of the wrongs, never complains, forgives, and then moves on.” That’s what a man does, because you can never replace him not being at a football game. Never replace him not being to a wrestling match, or a track meet. Beat up by a group of kids? You can never replace him not being there. You can never replace that. So what you can replace is you can replace it with moving on.”
“This is our work to do. The rewards are, indeed, waiting for us, but they will not make themselves known until we begin the process of dropping our Aggressive Mask.”
Replace it with moving on. It’s time to top off the chapter with my own story.
My father, in 1999, dropped my brother, my sisters, and I off at a doorstep of a house before driving away. He said, “knock on the door and ask for your mother.” We did, and he sped off, not seeing him again for the ensuing months. It was odd, me being only 11 years old and living in more than 5 different households over a year span.
In 2000, I saw someone walking down the street and said, “that looks like my dad!” Minutes later, I went back home and I was right. It was my father….and him being in the same household as my mother, went nuts. Not necessarily on his end, but my mother bursts into anger anytime she hears the name “Willie.” He wanted “in” our lives, and so my mother granted that if we wanted it.
I remember he was on the phone and I was suppose to go to him that weekend. I said, “dad, do you have the video games?” What sounded like video games weren’t, but my father was a master at lying. After naming three videos games, the third one being my favorite, I bursted into tears of joy before going upstairs to tell my mom. My mother eavesdropped on the conversation because you could do that by picking up the other line 18 years ago. I told her what my father got and she said, “he didn’t get you those games. He’s lying.”
I said, “you never did anything for us.”
I felt absolutely wretched….even more wretched because she was telling the truth. My dad was a liar from day 1 and I never knew it until of course that day. I remember seeing him maybe late 2000 after he came over. After that, I never saw him again, only hearing his voice on a bus in 2007 and looking square into his eyes in another incident (on the bus) one year later.
I’m blaming him for being the amazing man I am today.
“A man who struggles with aggression needs, first and foremost, to channel his energy and anger in a constructive direction. There are a number of ways to do this at a practical level:
▸Create a wrecking room in your house where you can get it out safely. Fill it with things to smash, push, hit, and pummel. If you can’t get a room, get a pillow. Beat the hell out of it. And repeat.
▸Do cathartic shouting exercises once a week. Scream it out!
▸Take a boxing class, work out, swim, or run.
▸Create an affirmation (e.g., “I’m a peaceful, joyful, loving man”) that you say when you want to break something or get aggressive. – Lewis Howes
“Unaddressed anger is the glue that keeps the Aggressive Mask stuck in place, starting very early and lasting, in many cases, for decades. There is research on this, and it testifies to how much young boys, in particular, are soaked in anger. For many of them, anger is the only emotion that is “acceptable” to express.” – Lewis Howes
Blueprints, right? I mean anger is taught. No way in hell it’s genetics…thats just the genetic make-up of a human being. Men develop an insurmountable amount of anger over years – I’m one of them. I’m not sure when it started developing, but late 2003 – 2004, I was enraged. When I played video games, I would cry when I lost because I thought the game was “cheating.” My mom would scream at me and tell me to stop playing the game. Of course this is a story I told in my podcast before, but this is the aggression and crazy amount of anger that I suffered from during my sophomore year of high school.
It wasn’t until I joined Track and Field when it changed. Again, if I had joined football, I would’ve been talked about in this part of Lewis Howes book.
Ashley Burch, who’s a writer said “when an emotion sneaks in for a male character [in video games], by and large, it is anger. And any sort of grief is very, very underplayed and never actually discussed or processed. Kids end up really looking up to this character. And what they end up idolizing is someone who cannot express themselves emotionally, cannot be honest or open with anyone around them.”
I’ve had the privilege of not having such a tumultuous childhood involving physical abuse both inside and outside the home. However, I must tell a story that no one actually knows about.
Back in 1997, my father took full custody from my mother and we hopped from one side of Las Vegas to another. During that time, his second girlfriend, named Kim, had a song and daughter named Brandon and Emily. This was a family of three from Missouri (a small town in the middle of nowhere). I didn’t make anything of the pair initially, but then things started happening. I can’t remember exactly where, but let’s just say it was in the second apartment we lived in. Brandon would shout, “n*****” at me. When this happened, I would beat the bricks out of him (lol – but it’s funny – a little). He would come up with blood coming from his nose and his mom would scream, “what happened to you?!”
“Arsenio punched me.”
I then said, “you called me a N*****!”
The mother couldn’t defend her son for using such a degrading word.
These were the times when my brother wasn’t around because of his constant anger issues, which he probably got from my mother at the time because of all household issues. So, I would have to fight my way. I was bullied a couple days until I retaliated the 3rd day. This was the day, and only day when I hit another human bring outside of sibling rivalries. The bully, by the name of Richard, was shoving me forward and backward — and out of impulse — I swung my arm right across the top of his nose, breaking it.
That was 1998. Fast-forward it to 2001, my friend Billy, who’s still my best friend today, came to a huge disagreement while playing basketball. In the moment, he began flailing his arms at my face. I stepped back a few times and grabbed his shirt, swinging him all over the floor before his mother came out and yelled, “I’m gonna kick yal’s asses!”
How did I remain composed? Billy, who would constantly call me poor over the course of a year, deserved a pair of hands to be laid upon his face. I never had the courage to do it. Maybe because when I was younger, I saw my mother and father put knives in each other’s faces. I was never a violent individual – even going back to the Brandon days.
On the other hand and with great respect, I feel my brother wasn’t the lucky one. I truly believe that my brother ended up getting a piece of the “90’s” mother and father in him. I recently talked to my sister and she says they never speak to him because he’s always angry. He’s demanding. Everything is always right to him….and this is why the relationship between him and I sailed a long time ago. That anger has lead to destructive habits which he engages in everyday. The fact that I believe he’s a compulsive gambler, betting on superficial sports games to make ends meet, is a very valid point. When “little brother” tries inviting him into another world, he becomes angry, gets defensive, combative, and belligerent.
I played sports (Track & Field); but my brother, on the other hand, never played sports. Could this be the reason why there’s a lot of animosity?
Gary Vee kind of s***s on the secret, saying that “if you think you’re just going to visualize sitting in a yacht, thing again!” He was talking on The Breakfast Club, a controversial show, and shortly after one of the speakers said, “hey, I actually believe that – but you have to follow it with action.”
See you have physical action and mental action. You can be very active with your mind while your body is inactive. If you believe that visualizing a billion dollars in your lap will make you obtain a billion dollars without inspired action or a burning desire, think again.
There are some men of action. One his a dynamo and one is a balanced wheel.
The man who is a “balanced-wheel” who does nothing but compile facts, figures and statistics is just as much as a man of action as the man who goes upon the platform and sells an idea to a thousand people by the sheer power of his active personality.
A good reference is when a man, who has hated me, called for a meeting and almost my ahead. He sat there showing statistics that were completely covering up the internal problem of the company. He said, “your renewals are going down.” I can sit here and justify why my renewals are going down, but the fact and matter is that one of the “top” academic teachers in the company had a 30% lower mark in renewals than me – yet I was being scrutinized heavily for students “not renewing.”
“The world pays you for what you do and not for what you know.”
This statement could be a bit misconstrued. What the world really pays you for is what you do and what you can make others do.
A man who can make others co-operate and do effective team-work, or inspire others so that the become more active, is no less a man of action than the man who renders effective service in a more direct manner. – Napoleon Hill
The main purpose of this book and what I’m trying to convey is to help you analyze yourself and determine what your native ability. Figuring out your definite chief-aim is the first part.
Let’s now talk about how action can be developed.
First: Form the habit of doing each day the most distasteful tasks first. This procedure will be difficult at first, but after you have formed the habit you will take pride in pitching into the hardest and most undesirable part of your work first.
THE MUNDANE TASKS! Remember I’ve been saying this for almost two years. Completing the most mundane tasks first and free-ing up those attention units are pivotal. Some people like to brush it aside, but get it done, and out of the way first.
Example, if I have to write monotonously boring reports for students, bet your a$$ I’m going to do it almost immediately. The philosophy in terms of putting something on paper for a student rather than explaining it to them face-to-face is quite unsettling.
If someone tells me to do something that I don’t want to do…but that I have to do, I’m going to hurry up and do it.
Another example is preparing for a big project. If my colleagues say: “could you please send this, come in and talk to us about this…blah blah blah” – I’m going to do that immediately.
Second: Place this sign in front of you where you can see it in your daily work, and put a copy in your bedroom, where it will greet you as you retire and when you arise: “Do not tell them what you can do; show them!”
Third: Repeat the following words, aloud, twelve times each night just before you go to sleep: “Tomorrow I will do everything that should be done, when it should be done, and as it should be done. I will perform the most difficult tasks first because this will destroy the habit of procrastination and develop the habit of action in its place.”
Fourth: Carry Out These Instructions with faith in their soundness and with belief that they will develop action, in body and in mind, sufficient to enable you to realize your definite chief-aim.
“Less time; more money!”
That was my motto heading into this year. After all the events that had taken place in the month of October and November, I was almost sure that I could’ve made 120$ an in two hours with a private course teaching business law. That 120$ would’ve also been nine hours of work at my present place of work.
Now that opportunity is now somewhere in the ocean, but the fact and breadcrumb is I thought I would have a great opportunity to make superior money here in Bangkok. Interview, move, I was PRIMED for excellence, until that interviewer never came back around.
Damnit. Did I make the right move? Did I make a smart financial decision moving to Bangkok, even though there are no job opportunities anymore? I still believe I did. One section of Bangkok was driving me insane – the same section of Bangkok which a lady walked passed me, bringing her purse closer to her. Yeah…happens on a routine basis in that “slummy” area. It was enough. The constant ignorance that I saw everyday from low-class mindsets was just too much. Sure, I paid a 800$ deposit along with the first months rent to get out of there because I knew and continue to know that the universe loves action. I sleep with such an amazing conscious every night knowing I’m not in “that” area anymore where women grip their belongings as if I were going to snatch it away from them.
Let’s get back on track.
That was a decision of 2017. Wealth right now is no longer an area of concern, but it’s something I need to seriously come to grip with because if I was to move out of Thailand, I’ll definitely need to be smart with my money going forward.
I was on the BTS Skytrain in the heart of Bangkok glaring out one of the windows just before the evening when I heard Valuetainment talking about the morning rituals of a lot of successful people. Having already made a couple of blogs and podcasts on morning routine, I know this could become redundant until I saw what Napoleon Hill had done for his.
First: I drink a cup of hot water when I first get up in the morning, before I have breakfast.
Second: My breakfast consists of rolls made of whole wheat and bran, breakfast cereal, fruit, soft-boiled eggs once in a while, and coffee. For lunch I eat vegetables (most any kind), whole wheat bread and a glass of buttermilk. Supper, a well-cooked steak once or twice a week, vegetables, especially lettuce, and coffee.
Third: I walk an average of ten miles a day: five miles into the country and five miles back, using this period for meditation and thought. Perhaps the thinking is as valuable, as a health build, as the walk.
Fourth: I like across a straight bottom chair, flat on my back, with most of my weight resting on the small of my back, with my head and arms relaxed completely, until they almost touch the floor. This gives the nervous energy of my body an opportunity to balance properly and distribute itself, and ten minutes in this position will completely relieve all signs of fatigue, no matter how tired I may be.
Fifth: I take a hot shower bath, followed immediately by a cold shower, every day, usually in the morning when I first get up.
After reading through this in Napoleon Hill’s book, the fifth one capture my eyes. Just yesterday I heard Patrick Bet-David talking about Tony Robbins plunge into cold water for one-minute before jumping into hot water. He, unlike most people, is one of the very few people that do the plunge. I had no idea where he got it, but now I do.
He goes on to talk about the importance of keeping his health in tip-top shape, although not laying so much stress upon the importance of keeping the intestines clean. He does it by drinking water.
For more than fifteen years at the time of writing, there wasn’t a day that went by that he got a headache.
I love the way he put it in his book.
You cannot be a person of action if you permit yourself to go without proper physical attention until auto-intoxication takes your brain and kneads it into an inoperative mass that resembles a ball of putty. Neither can you be a person of action if you eat the usual devitalized concoction called “white bread: *which has had all the real food value removed from it and twice as much meat as your system can digest and properly dispose of.
You cannot be a person of action if you run to the pill bottle every time you have, or imagine you have, an ache or pain, or swallow an aspirin tablet every time your intestines call on your brain for a douche bag of water and a spoonful of salt for cleansing purposes.
You cannot be a person of action if you overeat and under-exercise.
You cannot be a person of action if you read the patent medicine booklets and begin to imagine yourself ailing with the symptoms described by the clever advertisement writer who has reached your pocket book through the power of suggestion.
I will reiterate about the enemy which you must conquer before it conquers you – worry.
Worry, envy, jealousy, hatred, doubt, fear….all of these are states of mind that are fatal to taking action.
Any of these can destroy the digestive process and cause physical damage, just as Dale Carnegie said in his ‘How To Stop Worrying And Start Living’ book. Stomach ulcers…ring a bell?
To keep myself in a positive frame of mind, I’ve discovered a very effective “gloom-chaser.”
Five minutes of this sort of mental and physical exercise can free yourself from all negative tendencies.