MY DREAM JOB
Written By Omeni Ifeanyi MY DREAM JOB You can hear the words in some specific places without even searching. They flow so easily from excited lips. From those who have completed one phase of life and are full of hopes that they will enter another season......perhaps a better one. You hear it from the mouths of graduating students. It is not an uncommon word amidst disgruntled employees. It resounds amongst daydreamers who sit under mango trees and dream of greatness, without daring to lift a finger, even to pluck one mango fruit from the tree. It may be a reality that comes through after years of dreaming....of hard work...or by divine favour. Or a dream that remains elusive. Like a daydream. ‘I want to step into MY DREAM JOB,’ you hear many of the groups of people I have listed, say. And so they sit around idly, like those waiting for the unknown and probably imaginary GODOT, hoping that the DREAM JOB falls easily on their laps. Indeed a dream. For it seldom happens that way. Nothing