- What was your favorite subject in primary school?
- What was your worst subject in high school?
- Were you in any clubs or sports activity in high school?
- Did you ever get punished in high school? (I am talking extreme punishment like digging the staff quarter's shamba, making school porridge, uprooting a tree stump when it's 33 degrees hot, wiping the dust of tree leaves, walking on gravel on your knees,cleaning a whole church with just one basin of water?) How many times did you get such punishments?
- What did you learn out of your first 12 years of school experience?
Jodie
Saturday, May 18, 2013
The Enigma of the Education system.
Friday, May 17, 2013
Making Versus Sustaining a Living
Friday, May 10, 2013
Anna
Just uploaded a new short story on Smashwords and you can read it here
I walk down the aisle this Saturday. I am finally getting married and it feels as though the world has opened a can of ugly worms and thrown them in my face. I dated two brothers. I picked one over the other, but a part of me knows that something will never be the same between them. Now that I am going to be part of their family- it seems as though one is doomed to stay away from the other. I chose Robert over Richard. I chose him because he asked to be chosen. I think the truth doesn't matter, not to anyone else but me. My brother, Maxwell, thinks I am evil. He believes that I could have married anyone but Robert. He says it is like dumping the Prince only to marry his Father- it is an abomination. I believe Maxwell talks because his vocal chords function. He does not listen or believe in love. My name is Anna and this is my side of the story.
Richard
I met Richard one evening when I went to visit a friend. He did not say anything during the time I was around him. It was rather odd because his friend kept teasing him but Richard never flinched. I did not think much of him till the next time we met. He asked me out to lunch and I declined. It felt sleazy for a guy to ask "would you have lunch with me at my place?" He asked me out again three weeks later- and this time he said he would prepare me something delicious. I was broke, tired and looking at a fail in my exams, so I said "yes." He made me spaghetti and meat-balls and vegetable curry. It was divine. We started spending more time together after that. Richard was like my rock. He listened when I talked. He often asked me "what do you feel about this?" He would visit me at times without flowers or chocolate but shopping and food. Every few months he would select some of his favorite dishes, prepare and pack them in my fridge. For a university student, this was the best thing a boyfriend could do. He was enrolled too but he never told me what his major was. I tried so many times and he would simply laugh and say "the things they teach here could lock someone up." I never understood what he meant, but I did not want to come off as the nagging type and so I let him be. With time it became my mission to discover more about him. He never had friends. He never attended classes. He would leave his room at four in the evening and return the next morning at six. I had my friends look him up but everything they told me about him depressed me. It was as though there were many sides to him but only one that was known to me. Richard was like a rubric. I would flip him over trying to discover him but I would only complicate things. I remember asking him one time why he was so mysterious and he walked away. It was very stupid of me, but years later, it would become the one thing that was really honest about him. It is a pity that I discovered this too late. I heard from Richard when he felt he needed to say anything. My room mates would laugh saying I was the mistress, the one to be contacted when the master wanted a fix, and it hurt. It hurt because I knew Richard was loyal-but at the same time I could never really get past it. Our relationship worked on his terms. He would call or text or visit when he needed to. So I had this amazing boyfriend who showed up once every semester or worse off once every six months. It was a long distance relationship. He determined the distance and time- and with time I found myself despising him. In my third year of study things got worse. When he came I would ask him to leave. I remember when he came to visit on my birthday; Maxwell and a couple of friends were shocked at my behavior. I opened the door and he was standing there looking handsome and sweet with his flowers and wrapped gift. I asked him "what are you doing here?" He stepped back, then looked down and said "I came to wish you a happy birthday." I looked at him and something came over me "you have said it Richard, go."--
How can one change the world if one identifies oneself with everybody?
Saturday, May 4, 2013
Childhood Dreams and Mysteries of Adulthood

- How to Find Fulfilling Work by Roman Krznaric
- The School of Life
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How can one change the world if one identifies oneself with everybody?
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
When I Grow Up...I want to be a..... (insert a high profile career)
when you grow up?"*
This is my all time favorite question and whenever I am with some young
ones (yes, younger than me) I ask them what their future ambitions are.
And it is beautiful to hear things like : Neurosurgeon, Political
Scientist, Architect, Lawyer, Doctor, Banker, Dentist, Judge, Business
Manager... and yes, nowadays in Kenya with the numerous strikes Teachers
have gone on- very few kids want to be Teachers. They do not want to slave
when they ought to be paid their wages. I wonder though if they have lost
focus on Medics because last I checked they have been on the streets
chanting *"haki yetu"* the same number of times Teachers have- I mean
doesn't three times in ten months count?
But- if you are reading this and are clearly above 20 years- answer this: *when
I was young I always wanted to be a -__________ when I grew up. Now that I
am growing and still learning, am I on the right track to be that?*
And if you fill in the blank and the second statement does not concur with
the first- well, congratulations you are grown up!
So what happened?
When I was growing up before class 3, I used to say I wanted to be a
Doctor. Then when I lost my Dad- I figured at times kids needed people to
listen to them and learned that there are special people like
Psychologists, Counselors who do just that and my Mom and Sister supported
me all through till I did get what I want. And when I look back at it- I am
grateful because I was never perfect in Science! I did ace my Sciences at
KCSE, but it was never good enough to get me a direct entry into the
university- talk of missing the cut off mark by one point!
But, our environment has a lot to do with our world view. Parents have a
lot more because they tell their children that they need an education to
get a job, make a living and all. They say education is the key. But if you
look at it, education has been more of a key while the schools have been
locks. Some school systems have locked creativity- demanding that pupils
think outside the box, then grading their work on their own perspective
thus limiting them within a box.
But, though this happens very few in Kenya have failed to study the Arts-
why do pupils who are in drama clubs deemed most popular? Why do students
engage in extra-curricular activities best as opposed to academia?
I will shed more light on these questions as we proceed- but the thing
about dreams is that some are realistic and others are squashed. If you
meet a young student who wants to be a neurosurgeon- tell them they
need to attain an average of A grade- that in doing so they would
secure a slot
in the public university to study this. They also need to ensure that their
parents are willing to cover their tuition and sustenance for 6 years, and
that when they graduate- they should consider applying for internship in
either Israel or India- because the best neurosurgeon undergraduate trainee
programmes are there- and they could work abroad because though Kenya needs
more neurosurgeons- the pay is little and what they will end up getting is
a quarter of their salary given that they will be paying off their student
loans.
Yeah- that's a mouthful of the facts, but one thing stays true- if you have
a dream you have every right to go after it. You have to work hard to
achieve it- and if you seem to fail, do not blame it on anyone because the
moment you start blaming you forget to appreciate yourself for the effort
you put into chasing that dream.
So you wanted to be a Doctor, but you are a sales marketer- big deal!
So you wanted to be an air hostess but you are a receptionist- big deal!
Big deal because you are doing something you did not expect but one way or
another- in your life you created room for it, so if you are a sales
marketer- be the best around, and save for extra studies to become a Doctor
if you want to.
Do not be complacent- get moving.
*PS: Who was ever told to read Think Big by Ben Carson?*
How can one change the world if one identifies oneself with everybody?
Sunday, April 28, 2013
Intro: The Graduate Diaries

- rural to urban migration (kila mtu kwenda Nai after form four na kufalashtuka!)
- school drop out cases
- high expectations from employers (yeah- an employer asking for 10 years experience and stating that the person should be between 24 and 35 years old)
- education system does not encourage people to have entrepreneurial minds (well, I beg to differ ask yourself how many people in Kenya are either studying Business Administration or IT- seems like everyone wants to make money by spending so much of it learning of how people made it instead of taking time to try and make it. FYI: I have very little qualms with the education system)
But who knew there would be types of unemployment?
I mean aren't the 11, 820,000 people still jobless?
So, thanks to ILO, UN, and Researchers the different type of unemployment are:
- Cyclical or Keynesian: this occurs when there is not enough aggregate demand in the economy to provide jobs for everyone who wants to work.
- Frictional (I love this one :-) : it means one is in between jobs (as in you are a job seeker)
- Structural: this is where the labor market is unable to get everyone a job because of mismatch of skills and job requirements.
There are other types of unemployment like seasonal, hardcore, hidden (these are the ones researchers are not able to factor in during statistics or census or during data collection). But the greatest one that affects Sub-Saharan Africa is Number 3: Structural unemployment.
This is because Humanities and Social Sciences (my specialty) makes up 53% of the graduates- and this was between 2008 and 2010, by the end of 2012 this number had risen to 64%. (Courtesy of OECD- Organization for Economic Co-operation and Development.)
Society is dynamic and now we are moving more towards technology and though there is still need for the Humanities, especially in addressing social challenges and issues, we need more hands-on, more tech-experience to create a balance.
In reading all this, one can only ask- what does this mean?
What impact does all this information have on my life and what if I am part of the 64% that's unemployed in Kenya- am I doing something wrong- if so what can I do to make things right? How can I?
Well, stick around- because part two is my favorite- it is about childhood dreams :-)
How can one change the world if one identifies oneself with everybody?
Saturday, April 27, 2013
The Golden Rule
good too to check up once in a while and make sure that you haven't
lost the things that money can't buy."
-George Horace
Have you ever heard of the Golden Rule?
"Treat others as you'd love to be treated."
Well, now you have- and what do you make of it? Is it something simple
or is it something that is very difficult like "forgive and forget?"
So, I was up at 5am today and I decided to read some novels and finish
them up before getting out of bed. I stepped onto the cold floor at
8:04am because believe it or not- today is my day of rest. Yes, I mean
today I take a break from all house chores as my younger sister gets
to help around. It felt really good because working around the house
from Monday to Friday is not easy- especially when you have to report
to work then come home and tend to people (kudos to all the hard
working and domesticated mothers out there!)
You know, it is very hard being nice to someone who is nothing but
mean. It is like being politically correct- you put on a face and an
act for the sake of something that you are after. It is not easy being
courteous when someone is very rude and disrespectful- but a friend
just told me yesterday- "do not take everything to heart Dora, you'll
die young!"
I know I have talked of the Four Agreements and one of them is "Do not
take things personally."
It is very easy to achieve this and I had to try it on a mean
acquaintance. He did not seem to want to help with the research
analysis or even let me use the office computer to see if the program
set of questionnaires I developed would work. To make it worse when I
was asked to download applications on the phones for field officers-
he literally walked out to lunch with the keys to the store room. So
when he came back (an hour later) I was reading my book and listening
to Gavin DeGraw's album (Sweeter). He walked past me and went back to
work. I stayed there till 3pm. He came to yell at me at half past
three saying I was wasting office time and there was a lot to be done.
I smiled at him and thanked him for the advice. He asked "what
advice?" I told him "you say I am wasting office time, yet you have
done everything to ensure that I cannot do my job, so thank you and
seeing that I leave the office at 4pm, you will have to do what I was
scheduled to do, in fact the Coordinator told me to tell you to see
him when you get back."
He stomped off and I continued listening to my music till 4pm. He was
doing my work as I was leaving- and cursing away because he could not
read through the program codes, but I learned something valuable from
him- if you take up the role of being a stumbling block to others, you
not only block their path, but you leave yours wide open such that any
opportunity speeds away from you.
Treat people as you would like to be treated. It does not mean that
everyone will be nice, in fact people might be twice as bad, but as
long as you are never the one to cause someone pain intentionally- or
make their life harder, you have nothing to be worried about.
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How can one change the world if one identifies oneself with everybody?

