When I left school in the month of July, I expected to
experience bliss of a break and be back to school in the next two weeks. I
arrived home like after three hours of departing from Ile Ife. The reception I
got from my family was splendid...hugs, kisses and all...it was quite
memorable...though such welcome backs are becoming normal. Then I started to
live everyday as I dreamt it to be...eat, watch movies, sleep, go out to
friends blah, blah, blah and then the big bang occurred, the light went for
days...as if the way they (PHCN) had been treating us wasn’t bad enough. It then
dawned on me that I couldn’t continue like this...in penury and extreme
boredom. So I decided to take a job, and take a job i did...but it was the same
old job...fish farm management. I had been working with Mr Paul as early as
2010, though intermittently. And then I was back at his place again, making
sure all the fish are happy and he smiles every time he sees them(you should
know why he does that). Well, every day except Sundays I resume at his farm,
closing by 4pm or 5pm. So far so good the work isn’t jived; I just need the
cash for some personal expenses. Now am counting down to two particular
days...pay check day and resumption date...till then, as the SUG of my school
used to say, so I say...Aluta Continua
Victoria Asertera!
