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Dear College Student,

Sorry, I am on your case again, you may be wondering why? It's pretty simple, I care so much about you and want to share with you some realities that most people won't tell you. I have tested both and I am generous enough to share with you my experience.

Like you, I also took pride in being a campuserian (Yaani, hakuna kitu ungenishow, mimi ni campus material). By then, I knew I had achieved a Major life goal and everyone around me deserved to know that fact and salute me.

When I walked outside the gates of my college, on my graduation day, the world honored and saluted me. Everyone was happy for me, I was a HERO. Unfortunately, none of this people dared to tell me what was waiting for me, beyond the campus gates. This was a very new experience, I had to hustle hard, to fit into the other end of the world (Outside Campus).

My friend, bills had to be paid, that only meant one thing, put the graduation gown aside, get outside and begin hitting the road from manual work (With my degree). I will let you know this story on another day.

For today, I am writing to prepare you psychologically.
  • Dunia hapana tambua certificate,
  • The university you studied at, also becomes useless the day you graduate, return their gown and collect your certificate.
Two things helped when I stepped into the outside world all alone:- 
  • Humility, sacrifices, and Kujitolea,
  • Most importantly the skills I had learned in college.
I beseech you, before the snap chats, selfies, and road trips, please make sure you got some skills from your course, make use of the library and the computer labs, I'd rather you don't get a theoretical First Class, but arm yourself with a skill which will save you.

For instance, if you doing BCOM/BBA, make sure you got skills in auditing, accounting, business analysis, data analysis etc., they will come in handy. You see, the beauty of skills is in the fact that "One cannot bribe their way through the job unless they got those skills" because skills demand end results that are visible. WIth a skill, you can even self-employ yourself if you want to think on the line of consultancy... 

Finally, don't forget to pray, never look down on anyone and respect everyone!

Regards,
Peter A

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