It’s just about that time that those eligible students who completed their high school education will be joining various campuses around the country.
I know they are buzzing to start their lives in campus as I know quite well that they have been told that they will have boundless freedom to do what they want to do-away from the clutches of their parents/guardians and ‘idle’ high school teachers who seemed to lack a better life apart from shepherding students.
I remember when I got to know that in campus one can skip classes as you will. It was like someone had told me the secret to understanding mole concept which always proved elusive for my comprehension. I could hardly fathom, let alone wait for my turn to have that choice of skipping lectures. This was because the high school I was in was more like a military camp disguised as a school with strict protocol procedure adherence…
So..Just when i was about to join campus, I had a perfectly laid out plan of how I will settle into the unknown territories. These were fostered by all the info’ I had gathered about the exploits of campus students.
My parents had made it sure that I knew the real devil resided among the students themselves. That all the evils I’d ever think of were the norms of life in campus. I thus had to put the Armour of all that i had grown to know as right to let it guide me. That I was to try my best to embrace the light and shun all things evil. Halleluia,…
I thus told myself that for my first semester, I would:
1. Take the first 2 months in choosing wisely my friendly. These would comprise those peers who never missed classes and didn’t indulge in taking any drugs including alcohol and smoking.
2. I would then utilize the remaining period, about one and a half months, by ‘socializing’ with the opposite gender. I was to avoid any serious talk with ladies before then, cause as I understood, campus ladies, most of them anyway, have their middle names spelt as troublemakers.
These were to be my main rules, others included:never skipping lectures, unless when I couldn’t help it-this turned out to be most of the time really. I was to always participate in group works, haha, I can’t help myself giggle as I write these. I don’t know who I was kidding either.
And with those few restrictions, I was ready for what was to come…or so I thought.
The day I got to the campus grounds, I was quietly reciting these rules to myself diligently.
And sure enough, I did attend my first lecture. And that’s where everything else flew out through the window.
I found myself strategically poised between two beautiful creations albeit of different features. On my right was one cute light-skinned taita lady, on my left was this kikuyu chiq with one bright future behind her.
It took me less than two days to abolish all my rules. Before I even settled well, we were trading exiles with my roommates like convicts.
But yeah, my parents words of wisdom came to be proved right. Campus life is evil..only if you let it be. That is one thing I came to know. It’s your circle of friends that will ultimately define, not only your campus experience, but also your life entirely.
All is not lost for me though, cause I got back on track and now am good, better than before,. The only difference being that am just a little tiny bit experienced in some key areas.
So the students going starting their campus life only one rule will break or make you. Being Smart. In whatever you do…but am no advocate for all work with no play. By all means have fun, live a little..
To their parents, pray…hard and fervently that they won’t lose track completely, cause meandering off the path you so diligently brought them up in is kinda guaranteed, it will happen.Besides..
Its their time…as one Frankie Ballard sang..
“Yeah I might stay out all night,I’ve gotta do a little wrong so I know what’s right.I wanna sit out on the porch
Telling stories ’bout my glory days when I’m pushing eighty.
How am I ever gonna get to be old and wise
If I ain’t ever young and crazy?..”