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II. The Career Fantasy
Imagine that you have just won a major contest, the right to spend an entire day with someone who has a job that you would love to do—your ideal job. You may spend your day with that person anywhere in the world. During your day, you will be able to work with your “ideal person” at his or her job. Close your eyes for a minute, breathe deeply, and put yourself in this environment. As you breathe deeply, hold this image in your mind. Spend about 10 minutes experiencing this vision, fantasizing about it, mentally living it. Then, answer the questions below. Do not talk to anyone until your instructor has told you to do so. 1. Whom would I most like to meet and why? What kind of job does he or she have? 2. What would I enjoy most about doing this type of job? 3. What is there about this type of work that I might not enjoy? 4. What special training would I need to do this job? 5. Could I really get a job like this? Why or why not? II. Read and translate the poem. Is the situation described true to life? Discuss it with your partner. The Lost Dr. Seuss Poem “I Love My Job! ” I love my job, I love the pay! I love it more and more each day. I love my boss, he is the best I love his boss and all the rest. I love my office and its location. I hate to have to go on vacation. I love my furniture, drab and grey, and piles of paper that grow each day! I think my job is really swell, there's nothing else I love so well. I love to work among my peers, I love their leers, and jeers, and sneers. I love my computer and its software; I hug it often though it won’t care. I love each program and every file. I’d love them more if they worked a while. I’m happy here. I am. I am. I’m the happiest slave of the Firm, I am. I love this work, I love these chores. I love the meetings with deadly bores. I love my job – I’ll say it again- I even love those friendly men. Those friendly men who’ve come today In clean white coats to take me away!!!! What is the problem with the author’s job? Why? What advice would you give him / her?
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