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| ADAM MURAMUZI |
THE TRANSITION
When
in the course of human life of studying, it is very necessary for one to dissolve
the bonds which have held him/her to his/her former high school. I can get
fairly intimidated. Making the transition from high school to Makerere University
was a tough one for me. Let me vividly share with my readers this story. Having
grown up in a family where no one had a degree from the mighty ivory tower (Makerere
university), it was by serious prayer that I would finally make it to Makerere.
Whereas as part of culture from my former school; Mbarara high school, students
studied hard in a bid to join campus with an ambition that it’s a dreams come
true.
The
very long nine month vacation increased my need to join campus to enjoy life as
my friends and old boys used to tell me. It was in May 2017, when every senior
six leaver moved up and down to apply for their courses of study from the great
Makerere. I successfully secured myself a vacancy to pursue Bachelors of Science
in Telecommunications Engineering. On 12th July 2017, it clocked
time to report as previously stated in the admission letter of the academic registrar.
The first week was generally the orientation week. I and my fellow fresh men
and women were passed through the many ways of survival and also shown key
university places like library, respective colleges, and halls of attachment.
The second week was for lectures. I was taken aback by the first lecture by Mr.
Mark Kagarura who taught straight away and even gave an assignment when I expected
just introductions.
During
the fourth week, we had a fresher’s ball at the freedom square that was
organized by Guild council. I arrived at the venue at 9.00pm with my friends.
It was attend my students in big numbers and quite many performances by top
artists. Boom! Boom! Police shoot up
air bullets as students were busy singing ‘togikwatako’
against the constitutional amendment article 102(b). This meant a strike in the
fourth week. It was not a surprise to me because it was part of culture at my
former high school. Red top police and men in blue were everywhere around
campus. This was followed by whipping and arresting some of them. The Darwinian
theory of survival for the fittest translates well at Makerere. I soon found
myself planted in Lumumba hall where I joined in to swallow tear gas and red
pepper.
What an amazing
life at Makerere university! And also look forward to having my future dreams
come true at the ivory tower.
Published
and complied by MURAMUZI ADAM
