A seed turning into a fresh green sapling , soiled carefully, watered wisely kept in a lighted place. Closely monitored , assessed for proper growth and prepared for sweating hot noons, cold nights, dreadful droughts to thundering storms. That gardener was super skilled in her job without any gardening training although. She learned from life and put her heart into that sapling. The sapling turned into a beautiful, wise and educated 'me' and the gardener 'my mom' still guides me with unswerving words and unwavering instincts.
My mom,a visionary, who worked to make a cross functional and self-reliant human. A leader, who steered me with meticulous feedbacks, leading me to my sails, trusting me to fail and learn, motivating me to excel and lead. I wonder no SCRUM was there to certify my mom as a successful scrum master or a professional Agile leader. And I believe most of the mothers are .... Unidentified Managers,Scrum Masters,Gardeners,Teachers,Mentors,Coaches,Developers,Quality Analysts... of our lives.
My mom,a visionary, who worked to make a cross functional and self-reliant human. A leader, who steered me with meticulous feedbacks, leading me to my sails, trusting me to fail and learn, motivating me to excel and lead. I wonder no SCRUM was there to certify my mom as a successful scrum master or a professional Agile leader. And I believe most of the mothers are .... Unidentified Managers,Scrum Masters,Gardeners,Teachers,Mentors,Coaches,Developers,Quality Analysts... of our lives.