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प्रश्न
Think of an occasion when you led a team for a competition. Were you successful? Did you exhibit any of the qualities given in question 2.? If so, to what extent were these qualities exhibited and how did it lead to your success? Through an e-mail, share your experience with a friend.
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उत्तर
Date: 04/01/20XX
From: [email protected]
To: [email protected]
Role Play Competition
There is no mail from you for a long time. Hope you are fine and in the pink of your health. Recently I, along with some of my classmates, participated in a role play contest.
We were given the roles of a council of ministers. I was made the Prime Minister and other students were given the roles of different ministers. We had to find a solution of growing criminal activities in one of the metro cities of India.
First of all, I collected all relevant information from the internet and shared it with my colleagues. We divided various responsibilities among ourselves. After coming to a consensual solution to the problem, we discussed about the presentation which we had to give in front of the judges.
I had to give introductory speech and concluding remarks. Rahul, being the home minister, had to discuss about coordination with security agencies. Other students were heading various wings of paramilitary forces and had to give presentations accordingly.
On the D-day, we displayed a perfect team spirit and won accolades from the audience. It was a sight to watch when we lifted the winner’s trophy.
I can hardly wait for your comments on my achievement.
Love
Anuj
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