Shun Not Your Jigsaws

By PERITA Repha

Everything gets quite promising at times. That’s when it gets interesting playing life-pianos in the best rhythm ever, not worrying about everything and entirely anything. Though all these sound awesome, it’s equally easy to mess around with everything and end up zeroing all your points of smartly-worked work.

Getting to purely succeed in a scheduled mission indicates that you are dwelling on an issue more than the others. That’s it, try and see the inner most circumstances that you get yourself into in order to achieve whatever you intended, you’ll always get some other significant things coming up that you can’t let pass for another day and time.

We nearly get every reason to think in a pessimistic way when all that we literally produce is…well, let’s say always quiet smooth. Don’t deduce from this that you shouldn’t be in any way optimistic, you should, only when you need to. Cling along, getting you somewhere that you ought to be, to get enough of what you should be having already.

Am keeping in line with this, not surpassing boundaries if there exists any. Making right the faults we make aims at lessening the situation, not getting it to an even worse spot. It’s an experience handling our own problems in ways that move us to gunner positives from our tactics. We don’t need to get through hell with problems, only that if we never face them, then we’ll never get a clear way on how to solve them. We must walk in the mud to see what happens if by any chance we get stuck.

 

Getting yourself to enacting some other person’s tactic for them to solve your problems can’t be any worse than what I can think of. They may have worked for them but that isn’t a guarantee that they will work out the nuisance you’re dealing with. If you have to live your own life the way you want to, try and have your own ways to factorize the complications you have.

Wise, I can say, when we handle our issues philosophically. You’ll hardly get anything that will pull you down. If you fail in something, there always exists that particular excluded one that you did well in. Keep in mind, it will bring you back to your true self in some way. So don’t try changing something that’s realistically out of your capacity, that’ll only make you feel like a failure.

Be keen and handle yourself maturely. Your actions should be mature, so should your decisions be. If you try to evade problems but they are always so courageous to follow you everywhere, then I guess the problems have a problem with you. Be bold enough to face them and act more like your age but not your shoe size.

Getting solutions to problems may only be meaning getting the problem in a much complicated manner, the same manner we have our results when we make solutions of substances. Open up your mind, don’t get afraid to think…think, there’s always a way to make it work out in your own choice. Don’t get the whole solution, fish out what you need from it, that’s what will handle your problems.

 

Let’s Dress Professionally

By ALAL K’Alal

Indecent appearance has come to characterize the dress pattern of many students on the campuses of higher learning in Kenya. There is hardly any higher institution of learning in this country that is not faced with this nauseating problem.
The way students on these campuses of learning particularly, the female ones, dress seductively leaves much to be desired. What the ladies call skirts are just “one inch” longer than their inner dresses. When they put on such dresses, they struggle to sit down, find difficulty in climbing motor bikes as well as pick anything from the ground.
Although, there are no universally acceptable way or ways of dressing, dresses are meant to serve some definable purposes, country or region notwithstanding. Apart from dresses being a means for cultural identity, they are for ornamental or aesthetic purposes, for protection of the body against harsh weather conditions as well as for covering the intimate parts of the body.
Students of Moi University are not an exception; there is a serious concern on the manner in which students dress. The way we dress should serve a purpose and show professionalism. But as important as these purposes are, they have been defeated by the generation of Kenyan youths, and especially the University students.
In this campus, I have seen teachers dress like they are going for a beauty contests; journalists dress like they are going for a drinking spree and entrepreneurs as if they were to attend wedding parties. Some modes of dressing do not only view our personality in bad light but are also a justification of the moral decadence that University students have been associated with.
Indecent dressing even though is not accepted as the normality, is seen to be gaining ascendancy. One then wonders what becomes of the society tomorrow with the caliber of students that are being trained. The terms-decency and indecency-have so much to do with the morality of the individual person and as judged by others. A dress is said to be indecent when it has provocative or stimulating influence on almost all those that happen to view it on the user.
It is any outfit that shows too much skin. It can also be said to be the attitude of someone, male or female that dresses to showoff parts of the body such as the breasts, buttocks or even the underwear particularly those of the ladies that need to be covered.
This exposure is obviously a deliberate act to look sensuous, tantalizing and stimulating so as to draw the attention of the opposite sex.This form of dressing is provocative, improper and unacceptable. These dress patterns are morally offensive and reveal the high rate of moral decadence in the society of our time.
It isn’t enough for students to graduate with basic and advanced skills. Society expects us to be committed to capitalism and democracy, to hard work, honesty – and to dress appropriately.
Putting on slippers to lecture halls is also an injustice to professionalism.

Campusnova By ORDIA Akelo

If there is anyone who the marriage bill is tailored to fit it is the campus Casanova. Yes it is now official ladies, your beau is not yours and yours alone. The bill clearly states that any other union except for Hindu, Christian or civil marriages is potentially polygamous. As we all know your relationship has a 99pc chance of not falling in either category.

 

So even as the campus rangers go ahead to celebrate their newfound freedom, there is one breed of campusnovas who see nothing new in the current state of affairs and he can’t seem to understand what the fuss is all about. For him he has always had a string of ‘wives’ who all know of each other’s existence. Even so they have not gone hammer and tongs at each other, instead they live harmoniously despite the fact that the all so familiar female jealousy reigns between them.

 

The campusnova has his act all together and all his wives are fashioned to meet his needs. With his sweethearts strewn all over campus from the K to J to stage and even mabs, there is nothing this young man lacks. After a weekend spree he does not fret for a place to sleep, during the weekdays he can always camp at the house nearest to his classes and the ever dreaded task of laundry is never a problem for him.

 

The ladies on the other hand maintain their poise as he does very little to hide anything from them. It is only normal that ladies swear to never engage with a man with other engagements but for them there is little that they can do after all, washapenda. So whenever they all meet for lunch in the weekend they maintain forced smiles and stifled laughter as they try to maintain the tet-a-tet. He on the other hand beams with pride to see how sweet it is to see all his girls getting along.

So what is it that keeps the ladies drawn and glued to the campusnova to the extent that they would never leave him for anything (until graduation of course)?

 

He has an air of confidence that hangs around him and to him, no lady can escape his smooth talk, he is funny and can maintain a conversation with almost anyone, from the blonde to the smart ass chic. He is generous and during the initial stages of wooing a lady, he does not hesitate to loosen his purse strings. His honesty also plays to his favour at the end of the day. It is also quite clear that he strategises well to see that he maintains his string of sweethearts to the end of his academic term in campus.

 

It is therefore very clear, the campusnova has set the pace for you my dear brothers, if you are out there and you have the spirit of polygamy drawn from your forefathers in you, then go yea forth and find yourselves wives. Note however, that the campusnova’s relationships are symbiotic and not parasitic, otherwise you will fail terribly in your pursuit of keeping up with the law.

Ian Deserves Better By ALAL K’Alal

The late Ian is set to be buried on Saturday at his Rural home in Meru County. Amidst preparations by the family, the University administration, the SGC and the students’ fraternity, some comrades have raised concerns on the kind of ceremony that he is yet to be given. According to the students, the late deserves a good send-off attended by students at their wish. The students have also blamed the current SGC for naivety and reluctance in making proper preparations towards the burial.

Speaking to the Legacy reporter, however, the MUSO vice chairperson who is entirely in charge of students’ welfare, Grace Muchiri, rubbished the claims saying that the SGC have made efforts to ensure Ian receives the best send-off ever. According to Muchiri, the University has provided one bus to ferry ten SGC members, the Dean of Students, friends, class members and the staff, members of the church and media personnel to and from Meru. ‘The university has given us thirty thousand for preparation and the SGC has also contributed thirty thousand for condolence. Nearly fifty five students are set to attend the funeral, twenty seven from his class, twenty from Meru County, ten SGC members, the Dean and staff members. We only have one bus so not all of us can attend, personally I would have wished that all his classmates go,’ she remarked.

In the past, both the SGC and the administration have been reluctant in responding to students affairs, particularly when comrades die. Last year, the administration refused to provide a bus for the burial of Faith Chitty (May her soul rest in eternal peace) citing that she was not a bonafide student of Moi University. Then, Faith was on a long vacation and was yet to report for a new semester. In the same year, Dan Odede, a student in the school of Business and Economics passed on while on a long vacation. He too was not a bonafide student, the university however made efforts and provided two Nissans that ferried two SGC members, assistant Dean of Students and friends to Migori for the burial. When Ombaye Ronald died, the university provided only one bus to take students to Keroka. He was not accorded a ceremonious burial that he deserved.

Ian, hopefully is a bonafide student of Moi University; a University with a difference, whether the difference is positive or negative is none of our business. He had paid school fee, he was on an academic trip too. He should be given a wonderful send off; evidently one bus is not enough, not for a bonafide third year student who passed on while on an academic trip. The SGC and student activists seem to be silent, most probably, because their names are in the list of those who are travelling on Saturday, according to the MUSO vice chair. ‘We were supposed to travel tomorrow but the buses are still in Mombasa, we hope they will be back and students will travel on Saturday.’

Students have also blamed the SGC on their failure to organize a special day for students to pay their last respect to Ian. According to the students, a legal  Kamkunji should have been called to pay a minute of     silence to the late Ian.

The Legacy, on behalf of our esteemed readers, sends our most heartfelt condolences to the family, relatives and friends of the late Ian during this trial moments. May the Almighty father Rest his soul in Eternal peace. Till we meet again Ian, Rest In Peace.

 

Promoting Entrepreneurship or Child Labour By ORDIA Akelo

Moi University has since established itself as a reputable learning institution and it will soon be marking 30 years of existence. A university in this area has been godsend to members of the community in every sense of the word. Having an institution of higher learning in their midst meant economic and social empowerment for their members. The moment it was declared a site for a university, the value of land within and around increased immensely. The people around could now have something to refer to whenever they told their children to work hard and make it to the university, not to mention the numerous business and

employment opportunities it created.

 

All this is good and necessary for the development of any society and it should be welcomed any time. Its goodness however stops where our children are dragged into the picture, and not in mentoring them to get to the university kind of way. It is a common sight to see children ranging from six to their early teens seated along paths leading to the school of engineering from the ‘leafy suburbs’ (K,L and M) and they are hard to miss on Saturdays on your way to ‘Mabs’. They display their wares usually sweets, biscuits and roasted peanuts either in plastic trays, buckets or spread on a ‘gunia’ on the ground. Some have upped their game; they boldly meet you halfway across the path and beg you to buy something with wide eyed innocence.

 

I may not know the reason or the story behind every child that occupies a spot on those paths every evening and during the weekend. It may be that they are young enterprising business people looking for a quick buck in a seemingly thriving environment or it could be a pastime. More sadly, they might have been sent by their parents to hustle in the ever growing Kenyan economy that may have forced every member of the family regardless of age to go out and search for something to bring to the table. Whatever the case, I know that this is wrong. Let our children be children.

 

What is our role in all this? Those children are there because we are willing buyers. We buy either for necessity or out of sheer pity. I however want you to think about it, how was your childhood? Most of us came from school in the evening, dropped our bags and changed into our playing clothes then ran off to play. Boys rolled their ‘tyres’ while the girls played ‘kati’ or ‘kalongolongo’.

What would it be like if those memories were replaced by evenings of walking around hawking sweets and biscuits? The more we continue to buy from them, the more children we put on the paths thus placing us on the receiving end of child labour. Just think about it.

We Celebrate our Finalists ~ By NYAGA Monica

It has been nice having you in Moi University. My congratulatory note to the 5th year engineering students who left the premise last month. I know it was a great relieve started in 1st year till the last minute when Continue reading

Finally my will is out ~ By ANANGWE Victor

It has been a pleasure being in this universal school of higher learning; another universe that harboured my next generational pin-pops of life. I am proud, I have fought a good fight, I have won the race in many ways and lost in times of tag of war which has always been my lifetime game.
Many have reminded me as a senior counsel to clarify what am leaving for who and who is taking what to avoid commotion when I have left. I also want to state that I don’t own any child behind or to any unknown woman who may come late in my name. If there is one, raise your hand now.

But as I depart from this precious academy of humanical knowledge injector, Continue reading