A Team with a Head Start

Every now and then I’m blessed with a rare “psychic tap on the shoulder” to remind me why I do what I do. I got another one of those reminders this past week.

I was invited to spend a half day with 200 staff members of the Saginaw Intermediate School District – Head Start Program in Michigan. It was their last day of the school year and, rather than requesting a more celebratory fare to wind down and relax after a long, challenging year, they chose to focus on enhancing teamwork! Under the circumstances, I originally found this content choice unusual. However, I was more than happy to facilitate their very business-like request.

Head Start is a term that most of us have heard over the years but most would struggle to actually define properly. Head Start is a national child development program for children from birth to age 5. Ambitious goals include (1) enhancing children’s physical, social, emotional and cognitive development; (2) enabling parents to be better caregivers and teachers to their children; and (3) helping parents meet their own goals, including economic independence.

Head Start was established in 1965 to help low-income families provide their children with developmentally appropriate education, health, and social services to better prepare them to achieve in school and society. Initially, Head Start served preschool children ages 3 to 5. Early Head Start (EHS) was created in 1994 to target the needs of pregnant women, infants and toddlers, thereby fostering positive development at even earlier stages. This fantastic program has served more than 18 million children and their families. Currently, there are more than 1,500 Head Start programs and 16,000 sites nationwide. Talk about a extraordinary calling, a massive responsibility and a gratifying undertaking!

It takes a very special person to successfully pursue such lofty goals, and I feel very fortunate to have met close to 200 very devoted people who certainly meet that description.

Upon the completion of my presentation, I was delighted to witness a very obvious IRONY surface throughout the auditorium. This entire audience spent the morning interacting, laughing, taking notes, asking questions, and obviously enjoying themselves and each other as they took more notes than I can remember a group taking in a very long time. This was indeed a very strong, proud, and productive team long before I arrived. They were already practicing the majority of the tools and strategies we discussed while openly accepting new approaches to existing challenges. They were so refreshing compared to the many groups we’ve worked with that truly needed a greater focus on teamwork but denied or ignored that obvious need. These folks were already very obviously operating as a dedicated “TEAM” and yet they hungered for more information and even greater opportunities to enhance their performance together. Very exhilarating!

I finished my portion of the program shortly before lunch. Two agenda items remained, and I must admit that both left me mesmerized as I watched from the back of the auditorium. Since their annual get-together last year, they’ve added close to 50 new staff members and wanted to introduce each by name and location. The first intro caught many off guard as they made the transition from program participants to aggressively vocal and supportive team members. However, they were very soon yelling, applauding, and cheering after each new introduction. At the conclusion of almost 50 introductions, one of the audience members raised her hand to make a request that brought a smile and an air of anticipation to everyone in the room. She simply pointed out that the very first introduction caught the majority of the room off guard, which resulted in that first new team member receiving less of a welcome than everyone else. She suggested the first intro be repeated. It was, and the room burst into applause and a standing ovation, which obviously thrilled the new team member. I’ve never seen anything like that. Most similar routines quickly fade into polite and redundant scattered applause after the first five or six introductions. Not so with this TEAM. Every new employee was made to feel very welcome, appreciated and supported.

After new employee recognition, each and every team member in the room was invited to the front of the room to receive a certificate of appreciation and a decorative key chain bearing the organization’s logo and motto. Here again is another ceremony that usually reaches obvious levels of boredom within minutes. This group stood up at the first offering and cheered, applauded, sang, whistled, yelled, and stomped their feet in support until every single presentation was completed. This demonstration of sincere support for everyone involved spoke volumes about the unique culture these fine folks have created and maintained. Their future success will grow as they continue to grow as a TEAM. The families they serve daily should be very grateful to have received their HEAD START from such a talented, dedicated, experienced TEAM of very special people.

I wish I could have filmed those closing moments to share with other clients. On the other hand, film would not have done them justice. Film couldn’t have captured the essence of this culture. You had to see it. You had to hear it. You had to feel it. This group truly has a HEAD START on most other teams. They are certainly to be commended, appreciated and applauded. They certainly made my day!

About Harry K. Jones

Harry K. Jones is a motivational speaker and consultant for AchieveMax®, Inc., a company of professional speakers who provide custom-designed seminars, keynote presentations, and consulting services. Harry's top requested topics include change management, customer service, creativity, employee retention, goal setting, leadership, stress management, teamwork, and time management. For more information on Harry's presentations, please call 800-886-2629 or fill out our contact form.

The Last Ride

CHANGE can be difficult. We usually discuss the mechanics of change within a business context. However, when you think about it, we have to cope with change as much, if not more, within our personal lives as we do at work. In fact, we’re often challenged with a greater variety of personal changes compared to what we’re asked to deal with in the workplace.

For instance, it’s very difficult to lose an old friend. The first time it happens you’re caught totally off guard and uncertain of what to expect. As you grow older, you suddenly witness the loss of even more old friends, and you begin to question the wisdom of change. Of course, by now you realize that I’m not necessarily discussing the loss of a fellow human being. Over the years, you accumulate a variety of friends … a special song, an extraordinary vacation spot, a unique hobby, a favorite food, a distinctive odor, a body of water, or a great view. The older you get, the more you realize how special these friends are.

I was recently shocked to read of the demise of one of my very old friends … Brooklyn’s Coney Island. Yes, an amusement park. By no stretch of the imagination does this piece of real estate even resemble anything like Disney World, Cedar Point, or your favorite Six Flags location. However, it’s a refreshing alternative to today’s corporate-owned, ever-growing, high-tech, line-stretching, global enticement.

Coney Island was one of the most celebrated beach resorts in the nation at one time, and it’s still a Mecca for summer fun even today — at least for a short while. I first arrived at this poor-man’s paradise on a hot summer weekend during my first visit to New York City decades ago. After an hour subway ride from downtown Manhattan, I exited the train to discover an abundance of sun, sand and surf. The beautiful beach was free, wide, and well-groomed at that time. You could practically taste the salty Atlantic ocean lingering in the air. My first glance at that horizon filled with rides, attractions, concessions and midway games left me speechless. The world-renowned Thunderbolt roller coaster, now abandoned, towered above everything in sight.

The smell of cotton candy, Nathan’s hot dogs, giant pretzels, peanuts and popcorn … you could gain weight by simply inhaling those aromas. Fantastic. The combination of sounds included Carny barkers, children laughing, the rides themselves, and very often the live music of top entertainers from the world of Pop and Rock. The list reads like a Who’s Who of musicians; Fabian, Chubby Checker, The Shirelles, The Chiffons, Leslie Gore, The Jackson Five, Tony Bennett, Vic Damone, The Four Seasons, Bill Haley & The Comets, Bobby Rydell, Dion, Jackie Wilson, Neil Sedaka, Tony Orlando, Frankie Avalon, Little Anthony, Freddy Cannon, Diana Ross & The Supremes, The Young Rascals, The Lovin’ Spoonful, The Fifth Dimension and many, many more. Believe it or not, for a very small admission price, you could thrill to the live performance of six to eight top head-liners in one evening. Those were the days. The charm of Coney Island will live on in the hearts of millions.

I was stationed nearby at Fort Monmouth, New Jersey, and was blessed to be able to visit Coney Island on a regular basis. Later, I actually lived in Greenwich Village, which was much closer to this utopian escape. It was very special to me because it reminded me so much of home as I grew up on a lake just a stone’s throw away from a local amusement park. Of course, it was nowhere near the size of Coney Island, but it captured my heart at a very young age. Coney Island was, for a long time, my connection to home.

Today, many of the original rides have vanished and others are indeed antiquated. The area is battling back from urban blight, and investors are talking of future plans for a huge redevelopment project featuring an indoor water park, a hotel, and even a rooftop landing pad for blimps. All this would be financed by beachfront condos and several casinos. Time marches on. Change happens. It looks as though Coney Island’s last ride may very well be a bulldozer. However, regardless of what they do to that precious piece of real estate, I’ll always have the memory of so many times leaving my footprints, along with millions of others, in the glistening sands of Coney Island. Good-bye, my friend. Thanks for the memories.

About Harry K. Jones

Harry K. Jones is a motivational speaker and consultant for AchieveMax®, Inc., a company of professional speakers who provide custom-designed seminars, keynote presentations, and consulting services. Harry's top requested topics include change management, customer service, creativity, employee retention, goal setting, leadership, stress management, teamwork, and time management. For more information on Harry's presentations, please call 800-886-2629 or fill out our contact form.

Feels Like “Deja View”

In the last month, I’ve logged over 11,000 miles and touched down in 11 different cities from coast to coast. It’s been hectic but exciting. I’m not sure whether it was travel fatigue, old age, or a combination of the two, but I’m pretty sure I discovered a new rendering of déjà vu. The dictionary defines déjà vu as “The illusion of having already experienced something actually being experienced for the first time.” After reading that definition, I knew what I was experiencing was something just a bit different. Since it had a great deal to do with things I’ve seen during this nationwide tour, I’ll call it “déjà view.”

Let me begin with a great awakening this morning. I woke up to the pounding surf on the pure white sands of Panama City. As I looked out of my large, wall-sized window, I could see nothing but the vast ocean waters with several large ships moving across the horizon in the distance. The brilliant sunrise reflected off the beach with blinding intensity. Above the sounds of circling seagulls, I heard the radio DJ announce that afternoon temps would be reaching close to 94 degrees. The refreshing ocean breeze made that seem almost bearable. Just before hitting the sack last night, I stood on my balcony, 20 stories above the pool area, watching vacationers swimming in the Olympic-size pool, relaxing in the whirlpool, and dancing to island music in the soft flickering flames of dozens of Tiki torches situated among the many shadowy palm trees. I had to wonder if the people who lived in this area as permanent residents truly appreciated the privilege of living among these wondrous gifts.

Five days earlier, I flew into Albuquerque, New Mexico, rented a Sebring convertible and headed across the vast desert, winding among a wide variety of cacti and boulders of every size. I’ve seen a small cactus on a living room end table but nothing like the towering varieties found here in the foothills of the southern Rocky Mountains. Situated at 7,000 feet above sea level, the air is rarefied, much thinner than I was used to but still very invigorating. After a pleasant one-hour drive at desert speeds, I arrived in Santa Fe, founded in the early 1600s, making it the second oldest city as well as the highest and oldest capital in the U.S. With a population of 70,000 primarily Hispanic, Anglo and Native American people, Santa Fe is a world-class tourist destination, drawing more than 1 million visitors each year to enjoy its unique offerings of art, culture and ancient traditions. It also ranks as the country’s third largest art market with nearly 300 galleries and dealers. I almost felt as though I was stepping back into history upon my arrival. If you’re hungry, you can easily find basic New Mexican food, creative Southwestern cuisine, or authentic Italian, French, Asian and other world cuisines. In fact, the city offers more than 200 choices. Coming into the city, I saw many hikers and bikers and soon learned this area was very well known for river rafting, horseback riding, and hot air ballooning. It’s also the home of America’s third largest art market, the Santa Fe Opera, fine dining, hundreds of quaint shops and, believe it or not, world-class ski resorts. Snow in the desert! Enter “déjà view.” I had to wonder if the people who lived in this area as permanent residents truly appreciated the privilege of living among these wondrous gifts.

A week earlier, I was once again on the shore of the ocean on picturesque Okaloosa Island enjoying everything you might expect … warm breezes, temps nearing the high 90s, very low humidity, island music, palm trees, sea gulls everywhere, breath-taking boats and nary a bad view from any room in my resort hotel. The people were friendly, the beautiful beaches beckoning, and the time far too short. Once again, enter “déjà view.” I had to wonder if the people who lived in this area as permanent residents truly appreciated the privilege of living among these wondrous gifts.

A few days prior to Okaloosa Island, I spent an entire week on another island — this one seemed as though it were a world away. New York City … no beaches, no breeze, and no island music. The only boats were ocean liners leaving daily for points unknown to local residents. However, what it lacked in resort environment, it certainly made up in other ways. From my skyscraper suite, I could view the entire city, which, by the way, truly never sleeps. A glance at the streets below reveals thousands of people scurrying in every direction at speeds faster than the local automotive traffic. Looks like an ant hill in turmoil! There is Central Park in one direction and Lady Liberty protecting the harbor in the other direction. It’s almost impossible to pull yourself away from your window view of the city after dark. A dazzling array of blinking lights and signs in every direction lights up the city as though it were the middle of the day. The pace is overwhelming, entertainment abounds, food choices are unlimited, business is brisk, opportunities are unlimited … in short, life is stimulating. You know what’s next. “Déjà view.” I had to wonder if the people who lived in this area as permanent residents truly appreciated the privilege of living among these wondrous gifts.

Flying home from Panama City, I experienced several flashbacks to my recent hectic schedule, and they all led me to an obvious revelation. Everyone calling all of the above scenarios “home” probably take their local attributes for granted. It suddenly dawned on me that many of them would truly enjoy visiting my part of the world as well. Within a short drive in any direction, you can find any one of the beautiful Great Lakes, entertainment, scenic vacation getaways, great food, professional sports, educational opportunities, a variety of river activities, and many of the things I’ve so enjoyed in my travels elsewhere. I guess I just never take the time to appreciate what I have in my own backyard. Kind of reminds me of the moral of the Wizard of Oz. We must understand that we already have the makings of contentment and great joy. We just don’t always recognize it. Maybe it’s time I took a closer look at what I have here at home — if I can ever find the time to do that. Maybe I should take a closer “déjà view!”

About Harry K. Jones

Harry K. Jones is a motivational speaker and consultant for AchieveMax®, Inc., a company of professional speakers who provide custom-designed seminars, keynote presentations, and consulting services. Harry's top requested topics include change management, customer service, creativity, employee retention, goal setting, leadership, stress management, teamwork, and time management. For more information on Harry's presentations, please call 800-886-2629 or fill out our contact form.

On the Road Again

Motivational speaker Harry has appeared all over North America addressing topics such as change, customer service, creativity, employee retention, goal setting, leadership, stress management, teamwork and time management.I find it fascinating that there is so much diversity in our country and so few people are aware of it. I’m not necessarily talking about race, religion, or politics. I speak of everyday activities, habits, and traditions, which so many of us take for granted and probably assume are shared by everyone from coast to coast.

I run across so many examples of this diversity as I have the opportunity to travel so much in our delivery of seminars and keynote presentations. Each time I return home from a trip, I seem to have acquired another unique example of this interesting diversity, and I often share my discoveries with family and friends. I’m sometimes amazed at the reactions of interest and surprise I get in sharing these findings. In fact, this morning it was suggested to me that I should share some of these situations on our blog. Therefore, from time to time, I’ll share some of the things I continually discover when I’m “ON THE ROAD AGAIN.” For instance:

You can’t pump your own gasoline in New Jersey. It’s actually against the law. The Garden State is one of only two states, the other being Oregon, where it’s illegal to fill ‘er up yourself. I, of course, learned this the hard way rushing to return my rental car to the Newark airport. As usual, I jumped out of the car and began to top off my tank when I was verbally assaulted by the gas station attendant. He acted as though he had caught me trying to take over his job. As he took control of his precious gas pump, he explained that it was actually illegal for drivers to pump their own gas and has been since 1949. Apparently, it’s been the source of some very heated debates for the last couple of decades. It certainly caught me by surprise.

Due to a previous career in radio, I learned this next tidbit many decades ago. However, I’m still astonished to discover how many people are totally unaware of this little piece of trivia. Radio stations west of the Mississippi River all begin with the letter K while those situated east of that natural boundary all begin with W. Apparently, the letters K and W originated early in the 20th century as part of a worldwide index of ship radio stations. K stood for ships on the East coast, W for ships in the Pacific. For some reason, evidently unknown, when the letters were extended to land-based stations, they were reversed, with the Mississippi River eventually adopted as the dividing line. This unusual switch took place in 1923. What I find interesting is the fact that most residents in the west naturally assume that all radio stations throughout the country begin with K while those in the east make the same assumption about the letter W.

I’ve had to deal with the many challenges of time zone changes for decades now and have mastered the majority of them. One of the few that I have yet to master is insignificant but irritating nonetheless. Living in the Midwest, I’m used to the prime-time TV schedule starting at 8 p.m., the late evening news beginning at 11 p.m., and the late night talk shows beginning at 11:35 p.m. When I travel west, prime time begins at 7 p.m., which really feels early, end-of-the-day news begins at 10 p.m., leaving you with a feeling that you’re missing an hour of prime-time, and the talk shows kick things off at 10:35 p.m. It’s interesting that wherever we happen to reside, we so often make the incorrect assumption that everyone from coast to coast plans their day around a time schedule very much like our own. Again, very insignificant but noteworthy.

About Harry K. Jones

Harry K. Jones is a motivational speaker and consultant for AchieveMax®, Inc., a company of professional speakers who provide custom-designed seminars, keynote presentations, and consulting services. Harry's top requested topics include change management, customer service, creativity, employee retention, goal setting, leadership, stress management, teamwork, and time management. For more information on Harry's presentations, please call 800-886-2629 or fill out our contact form.

Take Time to Look Outside Your World

It’s close to sundown, and I just returned from a very long, relaxing walk in the surf along the beach on the Emerald Coast of Okaloosa Island. The temperature is 88. The sun is bright. The warm breeze is refreshing. The lifeguard has posted the waves at close to 6 feet. That simple walk was just what the doctor ordered after having spent eight hours on platform today working with officials and staff members of the Florida Northern District Court … a fantastic group of folks.

Like many of us, this seasoned group of professionals find themselves experiencing continuous change, increasing caseloads, new laws, enhanced technology, and the age-old challenge of having to do “more with less” resources such as people, time, budget, technology, etc.

After spending a full day with this unique group of individuals, I must admit that the average person would struggle to detect the many challenges facing these fine folks. They receive little thanks and/or recognition for their services from anyone outside of their culture and yet they ask for none. They take pride and solace in the fact they know the importance of the services they render. They know why they do it and who benefits from their devotion and service. They have a great sense of humor, they greatly respect one another, they support one another, you can see pride on every face, they care for those they serve, and they enjoy their work. They laugh easily, they learn eagerly, they grow rapidly. My guess is they cry easily when the situation warrants such a response. They deserve our admiration, respect, appreciation and support.

Throughout the day, I was fortunate to have lunch with several of those attending this three-day conference, chatted with several others during breaks, relaxed with others following dinner this evening as we shared small talk, and walked the beach with a few others to unwind after a long day.

I gained a great deal of insight today concerning the daily challenges faced by this group of very dedicated individuals. I have a new respect for what they do, why they do it and how well they do it. I’m indeed thankful that we’re fortunate to have these very talented, dedicated, and experienced professionals doing what they do best—day in and day out.

I must reveal a little guilt as the day comes to a close. My role today was to inform, facilitate, and provide strategies to those in attendance. I feel I did that. However, I’m pleased to admit that I, too, learned a great deal, thoroughly enjoyed my time with these fine folks, and concluded the day feeling as though I’m a better person for having spent it with them.

About Harry K. Jones

Harry K. Jones is a motivational speaker and consultant for AchieveMax®, Inc., a company of professional speakers who provide custom-designed seminars, keynote presentations, and consulting services. Harry's top requested topics include change management, customer service, creativity, employee retention, goal setting, leadership, stress management, teamwork, and time management. For more information on Harry's presentations, please call 800-886-2629 or fill out our contact form.