Learning Identification Becoming

 Learning, identification, becoming.

After high school I had second thoughts of joining university. I had already started working at this food shop at home and the money was good. The thought of going to the university and leave money wasn’t sitting well on my mind. A friend of mine D, told me that the university placement portal was open for applications and she want to give it a try, she asked if I could accompany her and I said yes. You know us girls with peer influence, we started talking of how life would good if we went to the same university and I was like I would rather be with her than with a stranger as my roommate so I ended up sending my application too.

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It was around July when I got a confirmation message that I was selected to study at the Technical University of Mombasa. I remember being so mad. I was so very mad , like why Mombasa? Why? Why? Why? I didn’t tell anyone about the news, but I was in the same high school as my cousin, the school would produce a list and she will tell her mother and her mother will tell my father and my father will get mad at me. So after few days i decided to break the news to my parents.

You know African parents they were excited as if it was them. I wasn’t happy because I Googled  some photos of the School and I saw an environment that I didn’t want to be a part of. I wasn’t happy because I didn’t know if I wanted to do mass communication, I wasn’t happy because I was confused, I didn’t know what I wanted to peruse.

D, joined a different university I was sad, how was I going to survive Mombasa without her.

When I came to Mombasa I didn’t see any good in this island city. Why is it so hot here? I can’t do this Swahili with an accent. What is wrong with the water here? Some of the questions I was asking myself.

I met L on our orientation day she was a vibe and we ended becoming friends. L had a boyfriend , all my friends had partners except from me. I was the, why stick to one meal when there’s plenty of it, type of girl. The realization that I am a single soul in a city of love hit me so bad when I started hanging around L . She would get gifts , paragraph text, calls after calls, their relationship ended but let me tell you something, Mombasa is for lovers the sites here make it hard for single people to exist. You go to the mama ngina drive two for two, couples on the beach, couples at the mall, couples everywhere. I felt so lonely so instead of enjoying my time in Mombasa I started chasing relationships. At the back of my mind I knew I wasn’t ready for one.

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After the first semester I was hundred percent sure I want going back. Low key I was looking for schools around that offered what I wanted. But I didn’t know what I wanted . Time was passing by first and I knew my parents couldn’t agree to my nonsense of quieting school.

I talked to my eldest cousin and he told me to give this career a chance and allow myself to learn it. I prayed to God to help me identify my purpose and live it.

 We came back for the second half and things started to take a new turn. I learnt I had passion for writing and presenting. I loved the idea of being on the radio , just talking and engaging with audiences getting to learn them as they learn you.

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I’m coming to an end of my diploma and this is what I have learnt

1 give it a chance and trust the process

2 don’t get into something, you don’t want to be in

3 contraceptives are not bad. We can’t be talking about unwanted pregnancies in campus.

4 friends come and go, and they are there to fulfill a purpose

5 know your class and stick to it.

6 you have friends and people you know

7 no one owes you loyalty, just because you helped them or you were loyal to them doesn’t mean they have to reciprocate it.

9 mistake make you, it’s all on the process of becoming.

10 forgive yourself and forgive them too

11 protect your energy you need it.

12 death is not the solution

13 bad things happen to everyone

14 Don’t Ever Compare Yourself To Anyone Or Anything.

Honestly speaking back in high school I thought campus life would be my happily ever after. It’s not! I didn’t have trouble with settling and stuff because I’m the eldest child so responsibility wise I was prepared but you can never be perfect.

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 Campus is a learning place as much as in you’ll be attending lectures you’ll also be learning things about yourself. Expanding your horizons. You meet people from different places and you have to adjust yourself for them. You learn how deep you can go.

Campus is like the baby steps to life. Imagine your passing through a fruit tree and you notice a bunch of oranges you would like to try. You start planning how to get the oranges eventually you decide you’re going to get those oranges. Now whether, you jump or throw stones at it, or climb the tree or you go to look for a stick to pluck the oranges with that’s on you. Now that’s life in campus. The before life was glimpse/emotions and imaginations but now you have a better shot at your dreams.

Good things take time, it is all in the process of your becoming.

By wanjiku Sharon