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What is earned report? - The First Five

I have been reading aggressively for past one month with an aim of completing 50 books in an year. I have been reading a book per week and have completed 5 books till now.  I think it is a good time to log what I have learnt from these books.

The First Five

  1. The Visuo-spatial Working Memory - Academic 
  2. The Mosaic Principle - Non-Fiction
  3. A Young Doctor's Note Book - Memoir
  4. A Sense of An Ending - Fiction
  5. Five Dysfunctions of a Team - Non-Fiction 

The Visuo-spatial Working Memory - 3/5
  1. There is a possibility that working memory might be partitioned in visual and verbal.
  2. Understanding operating memory can help us in developing products that can reduce cognitive load of the user.
  3. Perception is highly flexible. 
 The Mosaic Principle - 2.5/5
  1. Generalists do have a significant part to play in the society driven madly towards specialisation.
  2. A T-shaped Model of working depth in one sector and transferrable skills from other sector could be a reasonable model for career growth as a generalist. 
  3. Generalist may be able to employs specialists theory in a sustainable manner as they are not blinded by one narrow field but can rely upon their experience from multiple interconnected domains.
The Young Doctor's Notebook - 3.5/5
  1. Text book knowledge can just give you confidence to execute, execution mostly depends on adaptability and experience
  2. The demonstrate expertise, especially in adversity, is the best way to build trust with your dependents and support staff. 
  3. Dots get connected randomly and you can only connect them in the hindsight. So, you must do the most you can in your current position with utmost passion and integrity. 
The Sense of an Ending - 3.5/5
  1. Life can be riddled with ambiguity
  2. Intelligence and Knowledge is not enough for strength of character. 
  3. Passion can be pursued at any stage in life. 
Five Dysfunctions of a Team - 4/5
  1. Collective Goals are more important than individual goals
  2. Being silent may mean being secure. 
  3. Five Dysfunctions - Absence of trust, Lack of Conflict, Lack of Commitment, Lack of Accountability, Disinterest in collective goals

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