Use Your Common Senses.

The core part of every vehicle a mechanic will tell you is it's engine.Likewise human beings have the core part that controls all their activities and that is the brain.The brain reacts to impulses that are received from the sensory organs via common senses.There are 5 common senses these are the sight,hearing,touch,smell,taste.I can add a 6th one the instinct.The 6th is when we are describing scenarios we say,'Something told me...','I sensed...','I felt uneasy...',others describe the instinct by saying say God spoke/communicated.

When I was in Secondary School,there was a Chemistry teach who I liked and I still like till today but was hated by many,Mr Ndegwa. He used 'harsh' language,others said he was rude/snobbish but somehow I liked him.Most of the time especially during Chemistry practicals he used to 'insult' by saying,'Can you use your common senses!','Are you thinking!'.I saw this  as 'insults'.I felt pierced in the heart and I was like,'Kwani what does this mwalimu think I'm using my head for'.


One day during a practical lesson,we carried out an experiment and he asked all of us to  say what we observed.As he used to say, that's when I realized that common senses are not common to all.The answers that people gave from what they saw,heard,touched and smelt turned out to be the one of the most comical classes I've ever attended.Some probably had problem expressing in logical language what they observed but all the same it was just,Wa Wa!

In an exam set up it also turns out that what you observed is what you recorded and is what you used to make conclusion with.And I remember during KCSE in Chemistry Practical exam after carrying out an experiment the colour changed to pale green but on looking back at the person just one index number behind me,he had done the same experiment and the colour was deep blue!.I paused,closed my eyes and recalled what Mr Ndegwa used to say,'Write what you can see not what you think it's supposed to be or what  your friend has observed'.I must confess that his deep blue colour was more convincing than my pale green but I used what I saw for explanations,that became my chemistry results.

In life we must use our common senses wisely,if we make the wrong observation(In this case the information we hear/see,things we touch,smell and taste) that is what we shall record in our brains and is what we shall use to process decisions and choices that will ultimately give us our results an A or an E in our life behaviors and actions and finally shape our destiny.

Mwalimu also used to warn the student who scored highly in theories that most of them fail in practical papers simply because they think they know a lot.They are not humble enough to follow and observe simple instructions.It's the same case in life,observe keenly and following simple instructions they will spare us a lot of anguish and at times spare our lives.A simple example is using the pedestrian bridges in Super Highway,I saw a man being hit by a car just below the bridge,Did he really deserve that death?,This leads me to asking how will watching pornography help one in processing worth decisions and choices,listening to hardcore punk naughty music,alcohol taking...

It's also worth noting each person should use their own observations in tackling life exam.Who said what he/she observed is right and they've not received the results yet.This is where courage and faith comes in,to believe that as long as you've followed instructions,you're are right!

Campus Confession III

The clip below genuinely speak of how life was like in campus.
 It speaks volumes,but it was part of life.

Joining the Dots

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Steph alighted from a Matatu in Nairobi at OTC bus station.
He had travelled for one and half hours from his home County.
The thoughts of the warm welcome by his parents and the delicious 'aromatic' food are still fresh in his mind.He had first to reset his mind and body into aggression mode and ready to hit shoulders,as well as apologize to several whom he will have stepped on their toes.

Before making a step  further he watched the hustle and bustle of Nairobians he chuckled and wondered,'Why are this people running up and down,can't they be relaxed?,Why can't they shop online?At this point he tapped his red bag pack which had his Laptop,a few clothes and 10 chapati's.
He had to tightly adjust the shoulder straps and waist harnesser...otherwise he might realize why not everyone has a laptop.

He started maneuvering his way through,..then a thought hits after seeing how everyone just minds their own business, 'What is my business in life?'. He relaxes the steps,he is headed to the stage to pick a Matatu to drop him off in Campus,'School?,not now',he changes direction and connects with Haile Selassie Avenue headed to Bomb Blast Memorial Park,he pays 20bob at the entrance,buys  Picana and njugu and sits in one of the pews.

He needed an answer.He rested.
He remembered when he was eight years old how his dad started a shop back in the village.
He smiled at thought of  first customer who bought the filter-less cigar 'rocket' and sweets 'koo'. Though they weren't well up financially,but this became the milestone for their well being.His dad by then was an employee with a firm dealing with diary milk collection from farmers,later till now he does dairy farming.During weekends as young as from class three he was the shopkeeper,he was  brilliant with figures.

Steph checked on his passions and behaviors,how he used to sell watches and radios at school.How he took advantage of sports day to supply refreshment.How he loved issues to do with health but at the sight of blood he puked.How he loved making profit.He remembered during JAB applications how he was torn in between Nursing course(which he chose as first choice) and B.com (2nd choice) where he was admitted to the latter.How some of his Inshas used to be hailed and even read to other classes.How he enjoyed soccer and table tennis....

He started joining the dots of what he still loves today,a couple of years have passed now...He had registered a company while still in campus,in the table tennis campus team,enjoyed writing.He joined the dots for his Dad from being an employee in dairy business to doing dairy business.He remembered Abedi Pele and how his sons Andre Ayew,Jordan Ayew,Abdul Rahim Ayew..all became footballers like their dad.He connected the dots of  the likes of William Ruto & Kabando wa Kabondo were student leaders and ended up being politicians.....He sipped the remaining drink and left,his question partly answered.

We cannot ignore our past because with it comes lessons and acquired traits.How we've been brought up,who we admire,who we relate with,the choices we make........>present state .........>future state.

Campus Confession II

I love change,as a result I was eager to know what there is after campus,though it came with mixed reaction of happiness(no more books) and uncertainty(what next).There were so many unanswered questions(not yet fully answered even as I write this).All the same I had to face it.I told God to reveal to me directly(Plan A) what he wants me to do otherwise I will apply to 100 companies for job in Logistics and Supply Chain,Marketing & Graduate Management Trainee(Plan B).If a job comes,I will conclude it's God will, if it doesn't He wants me to go ahead with plan C which I love more than B.

My plan C is being in business.Unfortunately when business is mentioned there are some people who start seeing me busy selling unga,salt,sugar,or something of the sort.A kiosk or even better a tuckshop. Nooo,a business is a system that makes you money even when you are absent for an year because it has structures.

Most of what we call business is self-employment because they die when the owner leaves or dies as well.E.g, A lawyer who freelances his services,if he falls sick,there will be no money to be made,but if he has established a legal firm where he has employed other lawyers,even when absent his firm still makes money.Business should outlive us and be enjoyed by many more generation to come.

My colleagues and most of us,especially in Schools of Business want to do their 'own thing' in the near future but as it is said that there is always a starting point,which most of us think it's a job.So that one can go 'acquire capital' and 'skills and knowledge' to go start their own business.I beg to differ.If one has no interest in starting accountancy firm what skills and knowledge will they acquire working as an accountant?.If one is paid net of 50k,pays rent 10k,transport 6k,Food 6k, Entertaintment &Miscleneous 5k,Sambaza(Friends&Relatives) 5k,Tithe 5k...what remains is 10k,...Eeeeh,what can we say about acquiring capital.To make it worse when will one have time to think business when  being overworked as a donkey.When one get's to their house they just hug the bed dearly.

Campus teaches us that, we get good grades so that we can get good jobs.I'm slowly stamping that LIE,I signed while still studying.Jobs are as scarce as illiterate Chinese.I'm not shocked to have applied to 20 firms so far,5 regrets and 15 don't cares(no reply)...and my hunger to continue with my all time favorite plan C intensifies.

Dr Iraki,Mr.Mulwa, Dr Bitange Ndemo,Dr Njihia were right,thank you for giving me the real knowledge...leave alone those proud minded finance and accounting lecturers who thought within the box.They made me hate those subjects by challenging our minds into things I'm finding very stupid out here.Now that jobs are scarce,how will that question of Sleep,Consumption & Income in economics help me find a job or pay bills,how about those sets, how to account for assets instead of how to acquire assets.

To those studying and out here we have to find a solution in a creative way.I'm a testimony that one doesn't need money to start a business,just throw away that old way of thinking.As you study just know you are doing your best to get a profession, in whichever the field you are in,not to get a job or get rich but for self-satisfaction and actualization,it's no wonder one is supposed to study what they love.For one to make big chunks of money think business system.

I understand perfectly that not all can be entrepreneurs and therefore wish them well,ensure you get as many papers as networks as possible(watu wamesoma huku nje,haija!).

Despite all being said and done we will emerge victorious regardless of the route.See you at the top!

If you missed,check it out:Campus Confession I.

Why I joined O.D.M Camp

When  O.D.M is mentioned most of us perceive this are political news but nope!. Politics is another days' article...In  this context it means One Disappointed Man...and that person is me.Yesterday was a day of it's kind,I was having a C.A.T in one of the units I'm taking in my Undergraduate studies referred to as Accounting For Equities.When it comes to studies there is no time that one will fully say that She/He is ready to tackle that exam,there is still some doubt as to whether you've fully covered what is expected of you.

I convinced myself that I'm Ok and walked towards the exam station,from the hostel I was sharing with a friend how campus life is different from what everyone thinks when joining...like there is no working hard to pass,Every one is evil in campus...but on the contrary Campus can frustrate you if you lazy around, n this is a place where we have extremely good people but also extremely bad...lukewarmness ain't the language,you've to choose where you belong...

On entering the exam room the question paper was brought & what I saw eeeeeh,shocked me,I went through the question for the first time,no Idea,The 2nd,still no Idea n the 3rd,still no Idea,I resigned to fate folded my hands looked up,sideways,jotted a few things to gunner me a mark or two and majestically walked out knowing that's failure in one way,but success in another...

I hated the experience,the unit...n the lecturer.I condemned my brain...but I came to appreciate one thing Accounting is not my thing,I'm relieved.I'm not weak in any way it's only that my brain is tailored towards other areas in life and talented in other fields.

Cheerio Accounting.

Life,Just Started

I asked my parents how my life was when I was a toddler,the response: fun -oriented,inquisitive,vulnerable to diseases( Had even been admitted to a  hospital for Pneumonia) & wanted to be in the company of my Dad.

I recall my first day in Pre-Primary school,it was war,I didn't want to be separated  from the warmth of my parents.With time I got used,but I can't forget several incidences:

One is the porridge we used to take(hated it,but you had to take under supervision).

Second,the final exam used to be oral where you had to identify colour and alphabets.(Failed to talk, therefore it was decided I can't proceed, but my Dad insisted I had to re-take it in the presence of the head teacher and him too,it's then that I gathered courage and was allowed to proceed primary).

Third,the do's and don'ts and the final prayer of the day that used to go:"Thank you Lord for your care from morning till now Amen"And chuup! run out of class like we were from a jail.

Life too is so,has such experiences even as we get older and older:

#We tend to Love to the status quo.It will always drag us behind never to cherish the coming opportunities.

#Separation is part of our day to day lives,via circumstances,it will happen,we get separated from our old friends,acquaintances,colleagues,parents,fond times

#At times we will be forced to do things that are not pleasing or we even fear,but they are of great help to our endeavors.

#No Matter what we're going through  it will soon pass,and chuup! we'll be free  at last.

'Discambuate' This Man if You Meet.

Life is a journey.

It takes bold steps to move from one point to the other. A lot happen to our lives we may be tempted to almost give up. In the blink of an eye someone just appears from nowhere makes two or three statements in a jovial mood and all over sudden the room is filled with laughter and smiles.

There are people who create memories and help even to keep them alive. Took us the most memorable photos, made the most comical statements, shared with us their mind for reference in case of trouble.

Talk of creativity and all-roundness, these are the people who will give an approach to something and you'll be left,'ahaa, classic thought'. You  sit with them in a brainstorming session and let your thoughts flow, come up with an idea and they add a tonnes of weight ot it .It becomes concrete.

These are the kind of people you wish you met earlier in life. Things would never have been the same  again. But appreciate them since they came when they were needed most.

They indirectly teach you to love God by their commitment to serve, their zeal to see the best is presented to God. I mean they are restless when it comes to their service. At times they even make it humorous in their quest to give the best.
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One day an agreement was made to wake up for Morning Devotion, whoever wakes up earlier to call the others, so someone knocked his room at 5a.m,he met with a smile, 'Let's go', he was told,'aah,Yeees,yes', he replied, turned back and locked the door, 'Who are these??!' he was heard clicking, when gently asked in the morning he said that honestly nobody had called him! He must be dreaming I guess.

In another occasion we left from a sound-crew bash late night and all of sudden the noises of sufuria can't let me sleep, on checking from the sinks. I find him, 'Mluje ni Ugali!,hizo zilikuwa appetizer bratha',he said.
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As you get older Willy Siundu. HAPPY BIRTHDAY. May you continue shining in people's life.

First Day in Campus

When I was admitted and oriented to Lower Kabete I thought this was my life time chance to turn around things.I was optimistic that my course mate&lecturers would leverage my mind into realizing my long-lived dream of getting business ideas and exploiting opportunities.But I was amazed and amused to get into my 'Quantitative methods of Business' class to start another impractical journey into realizing my goal...

In short buddies do you recall the Micro-economics question on Consumption,Income&sleep OK tell where in real world will you apply such stuff.After conversing with fellow comrades they told me you have to struggle with this 'things' so as to pass get a nice grade and a well paying job...it sounds good en he!Here is the trap very few will tell you how you can use your entrepreneurial skills to apply what you are studying,some students argue that they don't have the money to venture into business but the reality is they don't have viable business ideas.I know entrepreneurs willing to finance people with great ideas...

My worry is who are the job creators if the 'smartest brains' think just like any other person who didn't school who only want a job & a mere comfortable life for his/her family whereas he has potential to do more than that.Guys let's blow our minds & stop playing safe and limiting our self by societal expectations & our poor education system tailored only for us to be job-seekers.

I have worked on the shock I received but I tenaciously hold on to my goal through paradigm shift of what others expect from me.

GMO Kids

Being through with exams is the best experience as student,I went basked in the field....I laughed when I remembered the awesome moments in my childhood days.

Class Two:
We were learning a singing memory game going like this,"head,shoulder,knees and toes..."unfortunately I had forgotten where the knees were!,I touched the head,shoulders,(skipped the knees) and touched the toes twice,wa,this was the first time I was caned on my butts(I added weight due to swelling,the teacher didn't have mercy)

Class Three:
I used to perform well but there was competition from friends especially one Tony,Alice,Stane...but an incident I will never forget is when I was told to go and buy a queen cake,oh my what's this!,I just went and asked for a cake and I was given mandazi-like cakes,I forgot the word 'queen'!,took it to the teacher but said no ,'I want a queen cake",but because I was jumpy and hitting the ball...again I forgot,'queen' I bought some bans took them to the teacher.Trouble!,I received some tectonic pinches that awakened my memory and for the 3rd time I was headed to the shop again for a queen cake,this time round I didn't go with the ball but I was on a chorus,'queen cake ,queeeeen caake,quuuueeeen ....' and on arrival at the shop I just let it out  loudly that everybody laughed,"QUUUUUUUUEEEEN CAKE!".

Class Four-Eight.
Life was fuuuuun and crazy:
The order was  playing soccer,boring and scary teachers except the G.H.C,endless games,receiving gifts for performing well.
But two incidences are vivid:

I wasn't going with any book home,To do what with them?I  wasn't going to read anyway,so I used to leave them in one of my friends shop whom we were in the same class.I  convinced my parents that after all,I will pass whether I went with them or not and they were okay.It was the case anyway.
One day  I was late for school,hurriedly I went picked up my friends books from their shop.On entering class the teacher was marking assignments only to find I don't have my books,wawawa!,talk of beating...

The class teacher,(we used to call him Kababa)in another incident found out we were making a lot of noise with the friends we were sitting next to,a reshuffle of sitting arrangement was done.We were very unhappy with the current one and somehow we re-arranged ourselves.We were back to our noisy status.The teacher was furious,came and told the three of us to go and wait for him in the staffroom.
Enhe!,Stane and I decided no way,this man will kill us so we decided to go and hide in the loos in the hope that he will forget,but during break time we decided to go to the field,play soccer then back to our hiding place.From nowhere someone just grabbed my hand,and on checking who,I was close to fainting.Kababa!.He then called Stane and we were locked in the past papers room for some minutes as he sipped coffee and snacks.Boom!,the door was opened,and a pipe close to 'Nyahunyo',wawawa...That is the best exercise I think he has ever had with human beings,I thought he was a retired paramilitary guy,talk of  no-orthodox beating!

...When I see kids today what they do for fun and the easy life academies have subjected them into,n I recall the things we used to do.I can only pity  how GMO they are.
Lessons stick when the test is fairly tough.The 'kababa' style.Memories stick best when I look at my how my legs are scary and 'defaced' but sporty.

.....I wonder why campus exams have to remind me all this.

Goodbye Campus

 Aroma Springs at Ngong' Hills

I woke up earlier today.2hrs prior to my normal waking time,I mean at 6am(very early in deed,hee,small head).I'm catching up with my short notes,mwakenya,of my last paper in campus,Project Management(DOM 402).'Yauauauaaaaaa,wuuui',this are yawning screams of Simon ,'Hungu/Hawks' as we usually refer to him who stays directly down my room in first floor of Meru hostel,I have been staying in Meru 36.Another comical guy who uses English like Babu Owino having been my room mate in 2nd yr,Kape 55 (This reminds me of the other rooms I stayed at;Kape 43 with Nderitu and New York  G03 with Muragz).

...At 9am,I'm seated at Biashara hall,Onserio Nyamwange is the one administering the exam.Well,the paper is fair but one had to think since it was mostly application.I like it since cramming has never been my thing.I was lucky to have chosen a specialization from Department of Management Science,they've really taught me to think nonparallel(Though of late I thought it could have been a brilliant idea if I had majored in  Marketing,though all my electives have been from).By 11:30 I was out though I didn't manage to finish all the questions.Que Sera Sera,whatever will be will be....I'm done with 8-4-4,16 years of mental,social,physical and spiritual growth but most importantly but dangerous,the easy fuuuuuuuun life.

Off to my hostel I let loud screams,it relieves I tell you.Picked up my phone and  called my Dad,'Hallo there,your son is done with schooling','Oooh that's brilliant,I'm very happy for you',he replied.After conversing a little he asked,'Have you rented a place to live',I chuckled and replied,'Yeah,yeah'..I knew that was a technical send off from home,anyway I can't go back there to suckle or what?I gat to be a man,you know.Thank you parents for all what you've done for me,it's your turn to watch the pace,I won't let you down when it matters most.I'll be all what I've ever promised.Don't worry about me any longer let rubber meet the road.

I then knock at Willi's room(neighbor) with a stick I was walking with.On opening the door, phuuua!,All eyes on me Anno,Challis,Gakuha and Willi, 'mzimamzima' they lift me and take me to the bath tab,'Kuoshwa reloaded and cleansing' that I've misbehaved.Mind you Jackie and Diana were watching.Anno is more interested with my feet(the instep,foot sword,toes and arch) and as he claims that,I have the ugliest legs on earth,scars and scaly(I have to confess I don't lotion my legs,stop imagining),he even says that I have a weapon of mass  destruction by my side.That I'll be telling my kids,'Can you come here or I get rid of my shoes!(Anno wewe!,hizo maskwembe zako zinakaa kama ..[Chinku atamalizia]).This guys have made life to be fun.

Ushers Lower Kabete CU

I walk down from the hostel and sat on dunga...I'm through with my studies and have to vacate by tomorrow,Wa!...my memory take me back to my LASTS,lecture in Quality Management by Dr. Okwiri,Acting during Bible Exposition,Aroma send off bash at King'eero,Usher's farewell at Kabete for a Choma,Class Fellowships,Bible Study at Block B21,Friday and Sunday Services on 11th and 13th April respectively,Dstv watching Real Madrid and Bayern Munich(Champions League Semi Final-1st Leg),Greenhorn Farewell at Laico Regency...I'll go for my last table tennis game later in the day,and waiting for a bonfire/academic fire tonight.

Thank you all for making my life happy in my stay at UoN,School of Business,Lower Kabete.
I'll always cherish the moments.Wishing you all the best there is in life.

Day One 'Out Here'

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I’m leaning on the grill from the fifth floor of the current place of residence, listening to hymn instrumentals. It’s 6pm.I’m enjoying one of the most beautiful scenery of nature; magnificent, dimly red-orange beautiful rays of the sun going down. I like it. It helps me get critical and deep about life as well as acting as a relaxer.

Last night I didn’t have a chance to sleep having gone to a sleep over organized by Rays of Hope. On arrival at the venue I’m thrilled by the creativity and entrepreneurial nature of the owner who has built a conference facility at his place of residence for hire. It’s in a low density estate gated community.

As introductions continue it really hits me hard and emotional to remember what had happened during the day. Parting ways with some of the most brilliant people I’ve spent my time with for the last four years. I remembered the laughter we’ve ever had, the team building activities, the challenge they gave me, the struggles we went through and here I was saying goodbye. For once I hated the closeness I created and endeavored to have with all my course mates.

Time flies, I’ve no single regret of how I spent the moments in campus. What mattered to me most is not the grades I’ll leave with like the social network I’ll have once I was out of Campus and also what I will leave behind once I’m out of that place. People were and will always be my true single investment I made in my four years. We learnt from each other not to forget those I interacted with even in lower years of study. As Randy Travis puts it in his song three wooden crosses, it’s not what you take when you leave this world behind you, but, what you leave behind once you are gone.

  

Once again I take this opportunity to express my sincere gratitude for finding a minute to have a chat

with me. I treasure you all and more so UoN, Bachelor of Commerce class of 2014.May the Almighty Jehovah see you through in all your endeavors. May doors open in all the places you knock and be received warmly. Despite the don’t care attitude in the world, for once it will be different for us.

…the introductions were halted as one the Alumni ray wanted to have a word with us. He was a brilliant speaker and had comical delivery skills. He left us with a classical scenario of what will happen to our lives, that despite the fact that aircrafts differ in the way they take off in the end they all fly at above 30,000 ft altitude,autopilot level. In the long run we will all be flying at 30,000+ ft it does not matter how long it will take us or the method we shall use. See you there.

Campus Confession I

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'Aaagh,Alarm again at 5 am,God will understand,why can't I just say my prayers from here',that's my cold inner voice fearing to go for morning devotion.'But,wait, what and where are those 'funny' voices coming from'.I raise my head from bed in curiosity wipe my eyes with my hands and open all ears like I'm in Hague court hearings.My good Lord,for heaven's sake I was going for prayers I mean,you can,t be doing this to my senses,that's unfair.Someone is having 'fun'.That was when I stayed in Kape 64.The slaughter house was the room down my floor.Well,I went for the prayers but my day was just like you want to guess.

It's 9pm,I'm preparing my ugali at Meru 36,I'm wondering why is my ugali making funnier noise today,anyway,Physics was not my subject and connecting the sounds  made when cooking and  measuring the decibels is not in my mind.On finishing,stop imagining!,what you think was happening was happening in one of the rooms.And my night was,eeeh...

I'm cleaning dishes,I can be able to differentiate the smell of  Shisha and herb from the smell of a stinking loo.

The drink looks like a soda,but from his behaviors either the soda has expired or deliberately contaminated.

When she opens up her mouth you can be sure there will be heavy words,the latest such that only Lucifer can decipher.

'Is that Mwakenya',my my my... 'I  wish he went for programming that's where coding happens!'I exclaimed.

'Please come over for supper',That was a perfect invitation.I like when the burden of cooking is offloaded from me.I majestically walk to her premises.On entering,wa wa,I was about to black out,'I'm sorry to  enter while you were dressing,I can excuse myself so that you dress up',I turned back to close the door,'Sam,stop that,I'm dressed just get in',Huu I knew it's gonna be the longest supper time I've ever had,but in one way or the other I survived the 'wrath'.

....Not to mention extreme rave the 'Sabina Joy' like,House parties,..............

These are just but examples of the things that happen in our campuses.I know the 3rd yrs are very happy to be allotted a single room,but that could be the worst thing that ever happened to you in your entire life if you are not cautious.I thank God to have escaped by whisker the temptations.Many fell victims of circumstances and are bitter of the aftermath.May they find solace.

Those things that we were being told about campus to be cautious about when one was joining in first year are real.I witnessed.If you have not yet seen or heard,strive hard not to experience them.Campus has anything one wants and one can easily get.Just choose.

I'm thankful to God to have heard my gentle prayer that I said when entering the gates of Campus my first day.I walked with Him and grew.That's the only thing that salvaged my four years of stay.Temptations were many,others seemed irresistible,but when one has a strong why to or not to,it becomes easier.

I can only prescribe the same dose to,you can be sure you will never be disappointed.What the Bible says you do just meekly follow,that calls for one making it their reference diary.I also realized that when your conscience sends a red signal just stop,there could be danger ahead.



The journey continues,Campus Confession II

Samburu Was Life a Changer.

Saturday Jan 11,2014.
I wasn't sure why I the willingness to go was slowly diminishing,but I said I have to go.At 4 a.m I was up and preparing to board,sleepy I was,bearing in mind we've been from a prayer kesha to pray for the mission.
Off to a land unknown to us.The journey was adventurous as expected filled with natural sceneries till Nyahururu.We changed our vehicles and after a short distance in tarmac road,we entered the rough road,what astonished me is the high speed we were travelling with and the masterly of the road by the driver.At the same time some Samburu's had boarded the same vehicle,all the women had children.I can see the level of illeteracy when the conductor had to explain why the change he was giving was so.All the same we arrived safely at our destination at night around 7:30 pm.
Did I tell you that I had an awesome company along the journey of one blessed,pretty lady,well...

Sunday Jan 12,2014
Woke up at 6am,had been assigned previous churches to attend the service,went to one PCEA Goperian(Gops Kenya,as it was later renamed by one of us).The service was short,the dances were eminently traditional,but the most striking thing is that almost all the ladies can sing,they are blessed with voices.In the afternoon was an open air.
Today,I also met one George who turns out to be a friend and amuses me by telling me,the cost of a plot of land in a town called Loosuk is ksh.7300 payable to the County Government of Samburu,they come with surveyors and erect beacons!

Monday Jan 13,2014
From now onwards waking up was 5 am,and attending the morning devotion.After which we take breakfast pray and leave for door to door.But before we leave I identify a perfect place I used to relax and welcome the sunshine,bearing in minds the nights are freezing cold.The door was an awesome one,but it turns out that we needed a translator in every homestead.We prayed to people,they made commitment to follow Christ,it was rewarding.

Tuesday Jan 14,2013
In the morning in my QT(Quiet time) Zone,where I used to bask for some minutes,one missioner came we talked for some minutes...the rest is a loooooong story.We went for door to door at Loisukutan,had a chance of meeting  Janani&Paul(who again turn to be my friends),Solomon,who explains about the valley from which cattle rustlers from Pokomo used to raid,about an awesome place called Malaso...and in the afternoon,we had an open air under a tree at the same place.Since the journey were becoming longer each day,the phrase,"hapa tu,karibu na booster"(there was a booster at the centre we were residing) turns to be common...To and fro I had a great company emanating from the QT zone...I also loved the Samburu's view,and for the first time the thought of a holiday home at this place crosses my mind.

Wednesday Jan 15 2014
Well,I can't recall the name of the place we went for door to door and open air,all I could say,it's the day that most people gave their life to Christ from the door to door,but on going to the open air the place had resistant.
But for the first time I saw a man baby sitting his kids,that was a taboo like,but gentlemanly.

Thursday Jan 16 2014
Five of us went,"hapa tu karibu na booster", at chief's place where people had been gathered.I've never been emotional like today seeing how people are troubled by sicknesses and other different emotional and cultural issues...I can't forget the fresh and mala milk we took,a great company of one Peter.I can also confirm that samburu ladies especially those that are informed and learned are beautiful,Asha confimed that.Also,Samburu grannies are humorous.

Friday Jan 17 2014
I can't believe our days in Samburu are coming to an end,I'll really miss this place and the people too.
Having interacted with some, learnt their language,preached the Gospel,I felt accomplished.
Today the activities are door to door,open air and revival.

Saturday Jan 18 2014
I can't believe I heard my name yesterday evening to be in the kitchen,the last day..no,no,no...but  I have no option but to cook,It was a hectic day for me...In the morning after having breakfast,there was introductions and sharing of our experiences,and the question"kama umeonekaniwa samburu"(If you have been blessed with a partner while in Samburu)...wa,this question eeeh,.anyway but I made good friends from there,and who knows,Samburu could be where blessing were for me..
I'd also wish to apologise on behalf of the team we were cooking with for making Pilau that had not been fully cooked,Mwanaharusi is in better position to explain this,hehe..
I also wished I was at the open air this day,I could have been with an interpreter but this time round to inter prate my rich samburu language to my fellow missioners

Sunday Jan 19 2014
Having not slept the entire night,we are boarding our vehicle to Nyahururu at 0400hrs,..well,I rarely sleep while the vehicle is moving,it was my moment of reflecting.
I remembered:the souls that gave their life to christ,the miracle that happened to a boy who had no hope of studies,the Samburu friends I met and interacted with,the light moments we had with fellow missioners,my QT Zone,the welcoming nature of Samburu,the hot sun that had now darkened our skins,the passport showers coz of water shortage,the daily goats we ate,the vast flat lands that gave a superb scenaries...I remembered so much,I cherished the memories,I will always hold you dearly in my heart

     
            Kasham oleng' Samburu.Natemaiyan Enkai.

The Simple Things In Life.

I laid in a sofa at my grandma's living room,looking up  the white painted ceiling and walls.I've always enjoyed the serenity at this place because it's quiet and helped me get into deep thoughts.
My eyes got attracted at  an album-ed photo on the wall bearing some writings:

The first one had fresh romantic flowers in a vase with a quote,"Only  wise and good men can be friends  others are but companion".

The second was an elephant with a calf walking through the savannah, the calf size could allow it to walk  beneath the mom and a quote at the edge read,"We are too little to be able to rise above the difficulties well,then let us pass beneath them quite simply".

The third had two peacocks in a flat green beautiful land next to some flowery plants near a lake each headed in different directions and a quote in it read,"The greatest thing in this world is not so much where we are but in what direction we are moving".

The last photo was an elephant seated next to a red bricked building and a  squatting girl was holding it's trunk with one hand while the other touching the back of the feet and the quote in this read,"The quickest way to get back on your feet is get down on your knees".Initially I used to think it was my cousin because she was brown,only to learn it was just a photo of a non-dark.

All these took me back  in my younger days how my granny used to be caring(and she still is).
.....Always giving admonishing on what she thought was best way to live .So many things may not be working but one thing that you taught me and always holds true even in this dynamic world is the simple key tenets to live by:God first,Respect to all,Good choice of friends.
....Her meals,local,nutritious & delicious. Huuu,yummy is the word!

....the sense of humor was just wonderful.Teacher Wanjiku of today.
.....

It's the simple things in life that make the difference and create memories.
Love you Granny.Long Life.

Modern Fresher

Every new Experience brings out our naivety but a good learning opportunity.

Therefore it sounds a good idea to try out new things and be adventurous but all this should be calculated and repercussions should firmly be held in our minds, otherwise…

I remember how grateful I was, to one Susan, for helping me carry my luggage from admission offices to my hostel room in my first day in campus. She told me how good campus life can be, but still how nasty it is for reckless fellows…I heeded and reaped. I made a commitment to myself that I will orient first years when they come, share with them what they expect in their new life being the base of what they want to do their entire life. I did that, hope someone benefited.

But I was perplexed to share with a friend about her first semester in campus and she confessed how they were ‘life changing’:

v  Fresher’s Night

Guys got drank and everything she saw, sorry to mention, can only be seen in a hardcore movie

v  My Best Friend

Her best friend brought her a juice, she drowsed, and when she woke up she was in hands of a man, having been ‘treated’

v  Modern Perspective

A 21yrs old Lady’s logic of not being faithful to one partner, abstaining or using a condom is that even if she gets HIV, she can live with it for more than 25yrs and by the time she is 45,She will have been bored by life and ready to die.

v  Pressure to conform

Her dressing code changed to that which is acceptable to the campus and has swag.

v  Curiosity

Having never tasted alcohol she did that for the first time

…Truly ‘adventurous’

This got me thinking deeply, n you what, I’m yet to come to terms with this.

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