CAMPUS, THE BREEDING NEST TO VAST KNOWLEDGE.
By: Kennedy Njeru.
kennedynjeru100@gmail.com
Campus, a dream every lad always admires to be. As we are young, the stories we hear about campus life brings a spin of joy in our life, and the urge becomes even greater. As a young man in my late 13's, while I was still in primary school, I had alot university an my dream was to one day be there for the dream to not only become a dream but a reality too.
I strived alot in my primary education and high school to make that dream come true. When the results were out for my high school, I was more than glad to acknowlegde the fact it was a pass for me. I was really going to campus, every single day brought joy to my life after remembering that soon i'll be there.
The day came for my admission to campus to do what I loved the most, Mass Communication. The excitement almost made me forget about my name when asked, my mind would fambol hestirically to all those imaginary fun I had promise myself. The freedom of leaving alone away from home with no restrictions, really gave me chills all over my body, because I never trusted myself well. But my mind was always 'We'll make it through'.
Having knowing no one around the school, really made it hard for me in adapting to campus lifestyle. So, I had to pull my stockins up and make some new friends, my first experience was really a hilarious one. I had approached this cute lass, she was really cute with a miniskirt and a crop top, well as a man, I had to master as much courage as possible to shoot my shot. Just I was about a mere from where she was, fear really stroke my ego, I became so lame and my heartbeat increased. I could not ulter a word, just stood there petrified with those criss crossing, WHAT NEXT?, SHOULD I RUN?, MAN YOUR NOT GOOD ENOUGH?, JUST RUN!. These and many more ran through my mind. Then, she looked up, her eyes as beautiful as the stars, blueish, the colour of the sky. Man, I only these type of eyes only belonged to those whites and no Africanhas even had them. There she was, the eyes were really beautiful and the smile, I don't know what happened next but I just found myself running.
Whenever I remember that incident, I just laugh at my uncultured foolishness. The freedom gave me a chance to learn about responsibilities and a whole lot of stuff. Making unwise decision of weekend, but it was part of growing up. It came a point, my own focus was having fun to the brick and God knows about the rest. I was kinder of wasted.
Then one time a friend of mine invited my over to go and watch people skate. I have always wanted to know how to skate just for the fun of it. On arrival, I thought t was simple, a matter of putting in the skates and start rolling. My friend, the number of times I fell, was like bags bags of cement being through down, with the fact that I was one huge guy weighing almost 84kg. You can imagine the impact I was making between my butts and the ground. I became the show of the day for the bypassers, ever the ones who had a rough and stressful day, had to laugh loud. The motion before landing to the ground, was a slow motion, with the whole body on air trying to defy gravity, but it grativy was too strong adding more weight and the landing was so thunderous like the big bang theory.
Now the problem came when I went to my hostel to take a rest. Sleeping was a problem, I had to sleep on my sidedue to the pain on the other but and falling 24 times on the ground. The next day, I returned, and for the whole month, the drama was the same, falling thunderously with the big bang. Slowly did I know that skating was my own rehab towards the habits I had picked up of drinking, it has also gave me a sense of belonging and focus towards my studies and my life.
I had once tried drama, but my acting was horrifying and terrible, I later on tried handball, which was a sport I was a die hard for in high school, but it never quenched my urge for sense if belonging.
Campus has taught me to be who I am supposed to be and always focus on growing myself rather than trying to make other love me. Self love is the best key to happiness and it can't be forged. Campus has also taught that, it not always about studies, but how you interact with people around you and what best fits you without forcing it. Campus is where we become the person we have always dreamt to be or create the best person we could ever dream to be.
Dear readers I thought of sharing my life experience in campus in a brief to showcase that everyone has that one smooth stone which when you unleash it, it takes you to greater heights than we can ever imagine. It's never too late to change, change is inevertable. Never forget God for His love and your parents love. Campus life is a chance once in a lifetime. Even if you decide to do you PHD, but the first experience comes once and never comes back.
If you like the article, please 🙏 leave your comments down below and stay tuned for the next article the following week.
By: Kennedy Njeru.
kennedynjeru100@gmail.com
Campus, a dream every lad always admires to be. As we are young, the stories we hear about campus life brings a spin of joy in our life, and the urge becomes even greater. As a young man in my late 13's, while I was still in primary school, I had alot university an my dream was to one day be there for the dream to not only become a dream but a reality too.
I strived alot in my primary education and high school to make that dream come true. When the results were out for my high school, I was more than glad to acknowlegde the fact it was a pass for me. I was really going to campus, every single day brought joy to my life after remembering that soon i'll be there.
The day came for my admission to campus to do what I loved the most, Mass Communication. The excitement almost made me forget about my name when asked, my mind would fambol hestirically to all those imaginary fun I had promise myself. The freedom of leaving alone away from home with no restrictions, really gave me chills all over my body, because I never trusted myself well. But my mind was always 'We'll make it through'.
Having knowing no one around the school, really made it hard for me in adapting to campus lifestyle. So, I had to pull my stockins up and make some new friends, my first experience was really a hilarious one. I had approached this cute lass, she was really cute with a miniskirt and a crop top, well as a man, I had to master as much courage as possible to shoot my shot. Just I was about a mere from where she was, fear really stroke my ego, I became so lame and my heartbeat increased. I could not ulter a word, just stood there petrified with those criss crossing, WHAT NEXT?, SHOULD I RUN?, MAN YOUR NOT GOOD ENOUGH?, JUST RUN!. These and many more ran through my mind. Then, she looked up, her eyes as beautiful as the stars, blueish, the colour of the sky. Man, I only these type of eyes only belonged to those whites and no Africanhas even had them. There she was, the eyes were really beautiful and the smile, I don't know what happened next but I just found myself running.
Whenever I remember that incident, I just laugh at my uncultured foolishness. The freedom gave me a chance to learn about responsibilities and a whole lot of stuff. Making unwise decision of weekend, but it was part of growing up. It came a point, my own focus was having fun to the brick and God knows about the rest. I was kinder of wasted.
Then one time a friend of mine invited my over to go and watch people skate. I have always wanted to know how to skate just for the fun of it. On arrival, I thought t was simple, a matter of putting in the skates and start rolling. My friend, the number of times I fell, was like bags bags of cement being through down, with the fact that I was one huge guy weighing almost 84kg. You can imagine the impact I was making between my butts and the ground. I became the show of the day for the bypassers, ever the ones who had a rough and stressful day, had to laugh loud. The motion before landing to the ground, was a slow motion, with the whole body on air trying to defy gravity, but it grativy was too strong adding more weight and the landing was so thunderous like the big bang theory.
Now the problem came when I went to my hostel to take a rest. Sleeping was a problem, I had to sleep on my sidedue to the pain on the other but and falling 24 times on the ground. The next day, I returned, and for the whole month, the drama was the same, falling thunderously with the big bang. Slowly did I know that skating was my own rehab towards the habits I had picked up of drinking, it has also gave me a sense of belonging and focus towards my studies and my life.
I had once tried drama, but my acting was horrifying and terrible, I later on tried handball, which was a sport I was a die hard for in high school, but it never quenched my urge for sense if belonging.
Campus has taught me to be who I am supposed to be and always focus on growing myself rather than trying to make other love me. Self love is the best key to happiness and it can't be forged. Campus has also taught that, it not always about studies, but how you interact with people around you and what best fits you without forcing it. Campus is where we become the person we have always dreamt to be or create the best person we could ever dream to be.
Dear readers I thought of sharing my life experience in campus in a brief to showcase that everyone has that one smooth stone which when you unleash it, it takes you to greater heights than we can ever imagine. It's never too late to change, change is inevertable. Never forget God for His love and your parents love. Campus life is a chance once in a lifetime. Even if you decide to do you PHD, but the first experience comes once and never comes back.
If you like the article, please 🙏 leave your comments down below and stay tuned for the next article the following week.
Hey you have a nice article but next time try to add photos to attract more readers.....
ReplyDeleteThanks, will try to do so.
DeleteNice autobiography
ReplyDeleteThe story revolves more on you but its a thumbs up still.
ReplyDeleteWeka make up! I mean Pics. But the article is a good one
ReplyDeleteWe ni moto saana
ReplyDeleteChange is inevitable...and campus life is an experience like no other...good article👊
ReplyDeleteGreat relatable experience there
ReplyDeleteYes bro campus is not always about studies but also interaction.Great experience
ReplyDeleteThis is awesome dear. Keep it up.....
ReplyDeleteThank you😊
DeleteEverything exposed
ReplyDelete😂😂😂 not all... There are some which are behind the curtain, avoiding the lime light😂
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