ACB 1st Advance Manual Project #4: Voltes V

Advance Manual : 226-K   Story Telling
Project # 4    : The Touching Story
Title          : Voltes V
Delivered at   : PICPA Riyadh Toastmasters Club
Evaluated by   : ACB/CL Roi Ontiveros
Target Norm    : Advance Communicator Bronze

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Opening

Have you ever had this mania over an item or items and could not explain why you have such fetish?  It could be a toy, food or perhaps a place of importance.  I do have my share too… and only one but many: sunny-side-up eggs, rubber shoes, and countless more.

Good evening fellow toastmasters! 

Allow me to share a story of a boy who had a fetish for television and cartoons.  His name was Dongkoy.

 

Body

It was one late afternoon, a typical Saturday in the province of Cotabato.

Dongkoy was still standing in the middle of the basketball field clueless of what has just happened.  With an orange dodge ball in his hands, he tried to aim for a target but there was nobody in there.  Few meters away, he watches as his playmates runs off towards his cousin’s house.  

 

“Taran-tan-taran” the familiar song filled the air! 

“Voltes-V”, his sisters shouted, and they also started running towards his cousin’s house.  The turtle-speed Dongkoy found himself running too, but he was not fast enough to gain entrance at the house.   He tried to push the dark wooden door but it was heavy and was locked from the inside.  Meekly, he knocks on the door but no one seems to hear.   His two sisters didn’t make it too, and they were squatting on the side trying to get a peek on what’s happening inside through the sliver of the door. 

“Let’s volts in”, the blurted a static voice from the TV… and follows a thunderous applause and cheer of his friends – inside the house.  Unable to contain his frustrations, he bangs the door and cried “Let me in”.   Like percussion drums, his two sisters joined in banging the door and murmuring in little voices “let us in”.   Irritated perhaps, his cousin pops up from the window and shouted “Hoy, don’t bang the door”.  

“Let us in”, Dongkoy begs.

“With your mud packed ginger feet? No way”!    His cousin then disappeared.

Dongkoy thought of washing his feet but the nearest faucet was too far he was afraid; the TV shows would be finish before he could go back.   

“If only we have slippers”, he sobbed and embraced his sisters. 

“Laser Sword”, the children shouted in chorus – from the inside.   

Dongkoy’s two sisters were getting restless. They really wanted to watch the show.  By hook or by crook, he must find a way to get inside.  Dongkoy saw a heap of copra few meters away.  He gathered two large coconuts and used it as ledge, stood on it and bingo his head reached the window!  He smiled when saw the gleaming white screen of the TV.  He could now watch the show. Yes!

He was about to enjoy the show, but his sisters started pulling his pants, shouting “me too”.  Dongkoy tried to mount her sister on one coconut, but alas, her sister was simply too small to reach the window.  The youngest was worse.  She doesn’t even know how to stand on a coconut.  No choice, he carried his sister on his shoulder to allow her to watch the TV show.  Few minutes later, she would bring her down… just to carry the other sister and let her watch the show.   While the two sisters take turn watching the show, their telegraphic narration was more than enough to let Dongkoy imagine how the show went by.

Dongkoy didn’t bother that his hands were turning purple.  He has only one thing in his mind:  allow her sisters to watch the show… so they can talk about it, later.   An hour seems an eternity, yet with a little patience they made it through.   Their friends have started going out.  

“Nyeyeye, they didn’t see”, teased the bully kids.

Dongkoy didn’t mind.  With both sisters in each hand, he just smiled and they walked merrily along the muddy path towards home. The sisters tried to fight back, but he argued “It’s alright; someday we will have one – not black and white but big colored TV”.

Over an oil lamp that night, Dongkoy and his sisters talked about the show.   Each sister takes turns as they narrate what they saw.  Dongkoy also added characters and event – that were totally out of the show.   They associated the villains among the bully in their neighborhood. They all laugh as they realized that the story that they were sharing has transformed into a reality TV show.

They fall asleep together with big smiles on their lips.
   

Closing

Thirty five years later, Dongkoy fulfilled his promised.  He bought a forty-two inch LCD TV and had been enjoying the old copies of the Voltes-V show.  His sisters had their TVs too, and perhaps also watch old re-runs of Voltes V.

Thirty five years later, Dongkoy and his sisters still share stories – not about Voltes V but stories of their lives.   

Thirty fives years later, I realized it was not the TV that matters, but the bonding that held us together that made us supportive and strong siblings.

Back to you evening master!

ACB 1st Advance Manual Project #3: The Brothers Kuya and Bunso

Advance Manual : 226-K   Story Telling
Project # 3    : The Moral of the Story
Title          : The Brothers Kuya and Bunso
Delivered at   : PICPA Riyadh Toastmasters Club
Evaluated by   : TM Allan Carodan
Target Norm    : Advance Communicator Bronze

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Opening

Set the mood of the story

When I was just a little boy, I asked my mother what will I be.  She just look at me in the eye and smile.   “Que Sera Sera What Ever will be will be, the future’s not ours to see, que sera sera”.  

Salutation

Good evening fellow toastmasters and guests.  I bet most of us here, in one point in our lives, asked the question “what will you be in the future”.  Now, that we are old… did someone asked that question to you?  
 

Body

Introduction

Few weeks ago, a good friend of mine asked the same question.  This time, he was not talking about growing up rather he was asking about his career.  I smiled at him and instead of answering the question, I shared him a story about the brothers Kuya and Bunso.  Allow me to share the same story to you.
 

The Story

Once upon a time, there were twin young brothers named Kuya and Bunso who lives near the edge of a huge forest.  They were orphans who has no else but themselves.  The twins grew up physically strong, courageous, and more importantly they were men of good heart. Every morning, they gather wood in the forest and the afternoon, they sell it in the city.  

One day in the forest, they heard a deep cry saying “help”. They look around and found an old lady, stuck in a large rock. Without second thought, they freed the lady and put bandages on her wound.

“Thank you”! “You are very good men”.  Said the old lady.   “I am not a fairy nor a witch, I’m just an ordinary old lady and has nothing for reward”.  The two brothers just smiled and started moving to gather wood.

“Wait”, the old woman called.  “I may not grant you a wish but I have something that could be interest to you”.  “Deep down the forest is a kingdom ruled by an evil king.  Free the people, save and marry the queen, and be a righteous king”.

The brother just look at each other, shrug their should, and continue walking.

That night, Bunso asked his brother.  “Kuya, do you believe on what the old lady said”?

“I don’t know, maybe it is true, maybe it is not”. “Nobody knows”.  “Even if it is true, I am not keen on taking my life into an unknown. Besides, I am already happy here”.

A long silence followed.   

“Kuya, I want to try”. 

“Then, let’s prepare for your journey”, Kuya answered.

That morning, the two brother embrace tightly as they say good bye to each other.  

“Be strong Bunso, be brave, and always believe in yourself”.  “Take my sword and protect yourself”.

And the journey begun.

Bunso travelled deep and far into the forest.  He encountered beasts of different kinds.  He slay a dragon, swam murky rivers, and killed crocodiles and snakes.  Until finally, he reached the wretched kingdom.   He didn’t waste time.  He start working on winning the hearts of populace, rally the people, and they overthrow the wicked king.  He married the queen and he ruled as a righteous king.

For forty years, the kingdom saw peace, abundance and extravagance.  But as he grow older, his heart became corrupt and he became wicked.  He ordered all his sons killed - because he was so greedy to gave up the thrown.  Little did he know, one of his son survived.  The young prince became the champion of the people and they overthrow him.

His son said “I will am not like you father, I will not kill you but you are vanished in this kingdom”.

Alone in the road, the old man was in shambles and in tears.  He is now paying for his sins.  With nowhere else to go, he decided to back to his old house.  

The road back home is now easier. Gone are the lions and dragons and no more deep rivers to cross.  But the old house still looks the same.  And his brother, though still alive, is already very old just like him.

They embrace and cried out of happiness.  Kuya prepared a sumptuous meal – the recipe courtesy of TM Richard – and they eat and drunk ‘till sundown.

That evening, asked his brother “Kuya, what happened to you when I left”.

Kuya answered. “I continued with my life: gather firewood, sell it to the city, visit some friends and then one day I met a young lady who became my wife”.  “We have children – whom has left the house because they started they own live somewhere, and my wife passed away few years ago”.  My life has been easy and simple.  I was happy, though.

“How about you, Bunso?”, Kuya asked.

Out of his slumber, Bunso told his adventure with glee and excitement.  His old muscle flexes as he narrate his adventure with the wild beast in the forest; his eyes sparkle as he narrate his first days as a king; and with tears, he recounted the last days when he became a wicked king and was vanished in the kingdom. 

“I failed, Kuya”.  He sobbed.

 “No my brother, you did not”.  Kuya interrupted.  “You may have lost a kingdom, your family, your name, but you have many things that I don’t have”.   “You made a choice, you experience an adventure, you have all the memories that I could only dream of”.  
 

Moral of the Story

Fellow Toastmasters, who are you in the story?  Are you the adventurous Bunso or the complacent Kuya? 

Me? I am definitely the personality of Bunso.  Twenty five years ago, I took my first steps of adventure and I am still walking in that path. I don’t know what will the end of this journey but one thing is for sure, I have lots of memories to remember!

Walking in the path of Kuya is not a bad choice.  That is his choice and he was happy with it.

To TM Jestrel , TM Lady, TM Neriss,  “You went up to the stage and participate, while I – we – just stayed in the sideline and watch as an audience”.  An experience you can treasure forever.

To my friend who asked me about the future of his career, … it is always your choice.  Don’t be afraid to make a decision. 

Fellow Toastmasters, did you made your choice in life?

In parting, I’d like to leave this quote from Aristotle.  “Twenty years from now, you will regret the decision you didn’t make more than the bad decision you made”

Back to you evening master!

ACS - 2nd Advance Manual Project #1: Selecting Speech Topic

Advance Manual : 226-B  Speaking to Inform
Project # 1    : The Speech to Inform
Title          : Selecting Speech Topic 
Delivered at   : Speechcraft with Ginoo & Binibining Pilipinas Candidates at Al Taj International School
Evaluated by   : CC/CL Jose Bollozos
Target Norm    : Advance Communicator Silver

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Note:  

*  This speech was delivered impromptu with Visual Aide.  

*  The speaker did not make a prepared speech

*  Use the slides below to give you an idea how the speech was delivered

*  The evaluator suggested to include the TM adage of:  No Sex, No Politics, No Religion

ACB 1st Advance Manual Project #2: The Prom

Advance Manual : 226-K   Story Telling
Project # 2    : Let's Get Personal
Title          : The Prom
Delivered at   : Toast of Comsofil
Evaluated by   : ACG/CL Ramon Austria
Target Norm    : Advance Communicator Bronze

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“High School Life, my fun high school days, I remember it kay ganda”.    Good evening fellow toastmasters and guests.

Do you believe that High School Years or Secondary Years is the best days of your life?   Yes!  I do, and let me tell you why.   

I remember it vividly.  It was March 5, 1985, I had this predicament.  Com’on fellow toastmasters, I’m not that old!  Twenty three years ago, I had this huge problem:  I don’t have a JS Prom partner. 

“Is that a problem”?  You may ask.    

Let’s journey to my childhood.   

I came from an exclusive all-boys catholic school – Notre Dame of Kidapawan.   Just across the street, in-front of our campus, resides the exclusive all-girl catholic school.    Now if you think gender segregation is exclusive only in Saudi Arabia, think again.  I already experience that way back in the 80s.  We were not allowed to venture to the girl’s campus, and likewise the girls are prohibited to loiter in our campus.   And the only time were we can meet our counter parts, is during the Junior Senior Promenade night.

This once in year occasion is the most highly anticipated event on both campuses.   And I don’t know who develop the culture of:  infamy waits for those who come without a JS Prom partner.   Surely, he or she is the one to be blame for my predicament.

Can you see? I really have a big problem.

 

A day before the JS Prom Night, I had set my eyes on one lady – the reigning Ms Notre Dame… and with matching flowers, I politely asked her to be my partner in the prom.  But she rejected me on the simple grounds that I was not “cute” enough to merit as her consort.  

She said, "You are not tall, you're skinny and you belong to the bottom 10 of the graduating class."  

Hah! Not only that she turned me down, she even insulted me.  What a shame.   That was hard and I took it seriously. I went home in tears.   

Upon reaching home I saw my mom and I confronted her with flaming red eyes full of tears:  “Nay, bakit si tatay ang napili mo, hindi ka na naawa sa akin, kamukha nya ako”.  Loose translation:  “Mom why did you marry a gorilla, look at this monkey”?   My mom was shock of course.  But she just smiled, gave me a bowl of soup and asked me to take a nap in my room.

That night, I didn’t get out of my sanctuary.  I was afraid of my father for insulting him and putting a bad light on our family name.  And when he knocks on my door, I was trembling in fear.

My good father gave me a hug and smiled.  He looks at me in the eye and simply said:    "My son, the measure of a real man is defined not by his riches nor his achievements and certainly not his looks".  "A real man is that person who has a large heart to understand what is right and what is wrong, and stand for it".

Hah big words, but that did not answer my problem.  I don’t have a JS Prom partner.

On the big night, I already set my heart that I will carry the infamy for the rest of my life. 

I left the house with heavy heart and gee… my father was on the gate with a jerky smile and said “Enjoy and have fun”.  Huh!  Have fun without a partner, what is he thinking?  I still blame him for this misery, though.

I arrived at the ballroom and was amazed to see everyone was at their best.  The boys became men, and the girls has transformed into beautiful butterflies.   The most beautiful of them all – the Aphrodite, the apple of all eyes – was the Ms Notre Dame.

I was standing on the door watching her from a distance.  I was so bewitched by her beauty I didn’t realize she was walking towards me. 

She looks at me and with an angry face; she grabbed by my shoulder and said “you are my partner!”

What ever happened that time, I was sure it was a night of magic and possibilities.  Ms Notre Dame was my first dance, my first kiss, and yes, my first love.  I was her first dance, first kiss, and first love too.    Isn’t beautiful?

Twenty years has passed, I am still in the limbo how it happened?  But I have some clues.  My father was a soldier and the girl’s father was a soldier too.

Twenty years has passed, I had traveled far and wide.  Yet, I still carry the adage that my father thought me.  It’s not riches or good looks but it’s the heart that matters.

Twenty years has passed, my mom is now old and my father has moved to a higher plane.  Now, I understand why mother chooses my father!

Twenty years has passed, I never thought the magic will linger.  One of these days, my Aphrodite will grace this very room, the Toast of Comsofil.

Back to you evening master!

ACB 1st Advance Manual Project #1: The Jinni & the Fisherman

Advance Manual : 226-K   Story Telling
Project # 1    : The Folk Tale
Title          : The Jinni and the Fisherman
Delivered at   : Toast of Comsofil
Evaluated by   : CC/CL Roi Ontiveros
Target Norm    : Advance Communicator Bronze

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“Once upon a time, a beautiful princess lives in a palace”. 
 

Sounds familiar, isn’t?  I bet, it reminds you of those story-telling sessions with your mom, grandmothers or perhaps with your teacher.   Regardless of who told you the story, one thing is certain.  It evokes a great sense of adventure, excitement and fun onto you.
 

Good evening fellow Toastmasters and guests.  Tonight, allow me bring you back to the fantasy world, and all I want you to do is sit back, relax, open your imagination, and enjoy.   Are you ready kids?

Long, long time ago, there was an old fisherman who lives in a small town along the shores of the great Arabian Seas.   The fisherman was known for his wisdom and wit, and everything would have been perfect, except for his one strange behavior.  He cast his net only four times a day – no more, no less.  Often, he returns from the sea with a handful of fish, few mussels, and sea weeds. And then, he spends the rest of the day in his small hut waiting for sundown. 

Nobody really can explain why the fisherman cast his net only four times in a day.  Some say he is in a hurry to go home so he can harness his thinking skills and wisdom, other jeers saying “he is just lazy”.  

What ever the reason was, only the fisherman knows.

Then one gloomy day, the seas were rough.  The fisherman, don’t want to go fishing but he has no food, so he set sail.   In the dark seas, the wind was howling and waves were tossing the boat.  The fisherman tossed his net.  He pulled it up – it was heavy - and found a dead donkey.   Angry, he started to curse the wind.  The second time, he throws his net into the dark waters and netted a pitcher full of dirt.  He was furious, and started to curse the seas.  The third time, he throws his net into the dark waters.   He waited for few minutes and when he pulled it up; he found shards of pottery and glass.   

He started to cry: "The gods must have punished me"!  “This is it, my last throw”, he murmured.  

Slow and steady, he kissed his nets with a good luck kiss and then throws it wide into the dark waters.  He waited for several minutes and then when he pulled it up, he found an exotic bottle that had a seal of Solomon on it.   The fisherman was happy! He could sell the bottle and make some money.  But he became curious of the seal and he thought something precious might be inside.  He broke the seal with his knife and to his surprise and plume of smoke come out of the bottle and condenses into a huge green man.

In a thunderous voice, the green man shouted “I am the Jinni of the bottle! Who dares to set me free?”

The fisherman was very frightened and tried to hide with the net.   But the Jinni saw him, pick him up, and held him into the air.   

“So you are the one who set me free”, the Jinni exclaimed.   

“When I was imprisoned in the bottle, I promised”.  “In my first century, I will reward anyone who set me free with riches beyond imagination”.   “In my second century in the bottle, I bowed to reward anyone who set me free with good health, riches and the entire world to rule”.   “On my 3rd century, I promised to grant anyone who set me free with 3 wishes of his choices”.   “After 4 centuries and nobody has set me free, I bowed to kill anyone who set me free”!  “Waaahhhhaahahahaah”.

The fisherman was so frightened and he even peed in his pants.   Yet after few minutes, he was able to gather his strength and answered calmly.  

“Oh great one!   You are indeed mighty and powerful.  It is my honor to die in your hands.   Please put down so I can prepare myself and make myself worthy”.  

The Jinni was amused with the answer of the fisherman. So he put him back to his boat.
While cleaning up himself, the fisherman asked the Jinni.  

“Oh mighty one, before I die indulge me to witness your power and magnificence”.  “Calm down the storm because I cannot clean up myself with a rocking boat.”   

“Hahaha… oh human!  You of little faith!   Witness my glory and power”!    In one snap, the storm cleared up.

“Oh might one, you are so powerful and mighty.  Forgive me for my ignorance, but how would it be possible for you to fit in this small bottle?  You are so huge”

“You dare to question my power!”    A great lightning and thunder filled the air. 

“Forgive me oh might one, I am just human and I could not comprehend your power”!

“You fool!  I’ll show you how I could fit in the bottle”.    

The Jinni shrunk himself and transformed into a smoke-like entity and entered into the bottle.   The fisherman immediately jumped on the bottle and sealed it, trapping the Jinni back into the bottle.   It was already late when the Jinni realized that he was tricked by the fisherman.

Ahmed held the bottle and look at the Jinni inside.  “After setting you free, you wanted to kill me. Is that what you reward me for setting you free”?   the fisherman shouted.

The fisherman extended his arms and get ready to throw the bottle back into the sea, when he heard the Jinni cried and pleaded.  Curious, the fisherman stopped and look inside the bottle.   He found the remorseful Jinni explained that he was not bad and he was just angry for his ordeal.  To convince the fisherman, the Jinni started to tell the story as an example of the why he should be spared.

The fisherman put down the bottle and started listening to the story of the “Sultan and the Medicine Man”.

Back to you evening master!

ACB 2nd Advance Manual Project #2: Visa and Checkpoint Authority

Advance Manual : 226-H Technical Presentation
Project # 2    : The Proposal
Title          : Visa and Checkpoint Authority
Delivered at   : PICPA Riyadh Toastmasters Club
Evaluated by   : CC/CL Gerardo Villaraiz
Target Norm    : Advance Communicator Bronze

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Prologue:  (the Toastmaster of the Day must read this before the speakers starts the speech)



Background of the Target Audience:


Every 3rd Tuesday of the month, all technical proposal are discussed for validation, approval or rejection.   A technical proposal can only be discussed if the technical briefing, which should be conducted a week earlier, has been approved by the department heads. Audiences of the technical proposals are composed mainly of engineers, planners, and line managers.  Department head and decision makers may attend the meeting but are not required. 




Please note that all attendees of the briefing has the minimum technical knowledge and prior background of the subject/ project to be presented.   Only the department involve in the project are allowed to attend the briefing


Disclaimer:
All names, entity and information discussed in this speech are fictitious.  Any semblance to a real entity is coincidental or was intended to give the speech a pinch of realism.


Possible Questions (you may provide this to the audience):
1.    How did you arrived the estimate budget of SR500 Million
2.    In your proposal, you recommended to establish three platform: Mainframe, Unix & Windows.  Is it possible to just focus on one platform, say for example pure Mainframe or pure Windows?
3.    You did not mention how many machines should we purchase for Mainframe, Unix & Windows?   Can you give us a figure?
4.    Can you elaborate more on the Integrated Workstations?  Is this different from our current desktop PC?
5.    When the VCA IT System became fully functional, what will happen to the IT System of Ministry of Interior and IT System of Ministry of Labor?
•    Follow Up question:  What will happen to the programmers and engineers on those two systems?
6.     Under the existing MOI services, you mentioned about Biometrics & ePortal.  How is this related to Visa & Permits?
7.    What the impact of VCA IT Systems to local citizens?
8.    In our existing labor laws, all sponsors pays a bond to the Ministry of Labor for all issued Visa.  The bond had stayed in the government for over 20 years now.  Will the sponsors be able to collect the bond plus the interest?
9.    What do you mean, “deployment overseas”
10.    Who prepared this technical proposal?  Is my department consulted about this?

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 (Speakers delivers the speech)

Managers, fellow consultants, gentlemen... good evening.

Last week, we presented to you a technical briefing on the result of the study that was commissioned to check the feasibility of centralizing the Work Permit, Visa and Checkpoint controls in the Kingdom.  I understand, you all saw the correspondence issued by the Chamber of Commerce endorsing the creation of a entity that would handle all the centralized tasks.

We concluded last week, that there is a need for the creation of an entity called the Visa & Checkpoint Authority (VCA).  This new government entity will would be responsible and would handle all matters involving: Visa, Work Permit, Border & Checkpoints controls


To implement the creation of the VCA, we divided the task into three major project slices:
•    Streamlining of existing work functions among civilian Bureaus and military Agencies
•    Building Infrastructure & Site Location
•    Information Technology  Infrastructure and Support

Tonight, I will discuss in details the 3rd slice – the Information Technology Infrastructure & Support.

The primary of objective of the 3rd Slice is the creation of VCA IT Systems.   This new system aims to consolidate the existing but distinct IT systems from the Ministry of Interior – MOI Information System; and from the Ministry of Labor and Social Affairs – MOL Verification System.

Once the integration is complete, all information regarding Passports, Iqama, Visa, Work Permits, and Checkpoint Controls will be accessed through the VCA Systems.

Required IT Infrastructure

For the first 5 years of VCA implementation, we will need an estimated SR500 Million to build the integrated IT system.  The components of these systems would be as follows:

Hardware & Operating Systems:
•    Mainframe Systems            - zOS by IBM
•    Unix Systems            - Sun Solaris
•    Server Based systems        - Windows 2003/2008
•    Integrated Workstations        - WinXP w/ IBM5230 & Citrix emulators

Middle Tier  System:
•    WebSphere Suite    - integrated middle ware application

Database:
•    Oracle
•    MS SQL
•    Mainframe DB

Application Profile:
•    Integrated Applications  by Computer Science Corporation
•    Custom Application by ZFP Corporation

Link Connectivity:
•    Intranet via Wide Area Network
•    IP-VPN / Satellite / GPRS

Integration

The above IT infrastructure would serve as a bridge to the existing IT Systems of the two ministries involved in the creation of VCA.

Existing IT Infrastructure

Let us identify our existing Information Technology Infrastructure that have  direct involvement with VISA, Passports, Iqama, Border & Checkpoints.

Ministry of Interior

NIC is currently the sole entity that provides link and information on matters regarding:
•    Iqama
•    Passport
•    Bio-metrics

Hardware & Operating Systems Profile:
•    Mainframes             - zOS using IBM version       
•    Unix Systems            - Sun Solaris
•    Server Based systems        - Windows 2003/2008
•    Client Server systems        - Citrix Systems
•    Dumb Terminal            - IBM5230 emulator

Middle Tier  Profile:
•    WebSphere     MQ    - middle tier messaging system between stations & servers
•    WebSphere AS    - middle tier application server between stations & servers

Database Profile:
•    Mainframe DB
•    MS SQL

Application Profile:
•    Custom Made Applications:  Mainframe & Unix Systems
•    Computer Science Corporation Applications : Windows Systems

Link Connectivity:
•    Intranet via Wide Area Network
•    IP-VPN

Ministry of Labor and Social Affairs

Control all information regarding manpower planning, general monitoring of employment situation, labor permits, work visas, and visa sponsorship

Hardware & Operating Systems Profile:
•    Linux Systems                - Sun Solaris
•    Server Based systems            - Windows 2003/2008
•    Client Server systems            - Thin Client
•    Workstations                - Windows XP

Middle Tier  Profile:
•    None

Application Profile:
•    Custom Made Applications
•    SAP Systems

Database Profile:
•    Oracle

Link Connectivity:
•    Thin Client via Local Network

The VCA IT Systems is the consolidated applications and infrastructures of the two systems.

Implementation Time Table: 

1st Year:      
    Jan – Jun    -    installation of Servers
    Jun – Dec    -    installation of Software and applications
    Jun – Dec    -    installation of Network Links

2nd Year:   
Jan – Mar     -    integration with the Ministry of Interior Systems
    Apr – Jun     -    integration with the Ministry of Labor Systems
    Jul – Dec     -    testing, live simulated test, and modification

3rd Year:         Jan – Mar     -    Live production run:  businessmen / tourist  + dependents
    Apr – May     -    Live production run:  medical / engineers + dependents
    Jun – Dec     -    Live production run:  domestic workers / labor workers

Consolidation and Centralization

The second phase of the implementation of VCA is the centralization of all information into one system.  The proposed time table for the migration of system into VCA is as follows
Implementation Time Table: 

4th Year:      Jan – Mar    -    iqama         :  MOI  VCA
    May – Jun    -    passports     :  MOI  VCA
    Jul – Dec    -    visa permits     :  MOL  VCA

5TH year:         -    all iqama/passports/visa will be centralized at VCA