Everyday
life shows us new things. Some come out as strange, some interesting while
others, expected maybe?
Every day is
a learning day
By less
educated, I mean one who’s not completed the 8-4-4 system of education in
Kenya.
Ignore the
theoretical part of the coursework you did in campus. There’s a lot more that
those two, three or four years teach you that you can never learn anywhere else
Important
and crucial Life skills are acquired within that period
Most people
have their first heartbreaks in campus, lose their virginity, date older men
for the first time, try out random hookups, try out multiple dating, drink and
smoke every available drug
People tend
to experiment a lot because it’s a transition phase where expectations meet
reality
All the lies
we were told growing up seem not to make sense
Like
marrying your soulmate, in fact in campus most people claim they will not marry
or get married. Having sex for the first time on your wedding night, Friends
are not really true friends forever
I personally
would advise my daughter to follow her heart but carry her brain with her
The common phrase
“truth is, everybody is going to hurt you. You just have to pick who are worth
hurting for”
An example
of a less educated guy who treats you like a queen, can have a decent conversation, handles
arguments and disagreements well, knows what to say and when to say it, knows
what to do and when to do it, understands you and has like most of the things
you’ve been looking for in your ideal man, I’ll say, why not?
Because you
could meet an equally or more educated man who is so full of himself and the
greatest chauvinist you’ll ever meet (there are exceptions though)
Crucify me
for saying this but, there are very rich men who did not even complete the
first phase of this glorified 8-4-4 system who are being chased around by very
educated women and there are also very educated men who even a less educated
woman cannot stand
At the end of
the day I feel a person’s character, personality and personal attractive attributes
you’re looking for in a partner is all that counts.
Completing
the education system should not be a measure of intelligence because some
people did not go through the whole of it due to some reasons not upon you to
judge or question,and most of the time it is never their fault or liking
And I find
it hypocritical when someone dumps a less educated Kenyan guy for a white guy
who left it all at high school and dint go to college
Same way,
English is not a measure of intelligence, it’s just a language-mode of
communication
During one
of the single ladies meetings at my church, our pastor mentioned that she would
not advocate for marrying or even dating a less educated man than she is.one of
her reasons being that there’s a level of discipline in a person who can wake
up for a cat or exam which is optional., attending classes, doing and handing
in assignments on time, showing up on time for group assignments like is the
norm in college. That discipline can be hard to find in one who did not go
through the system
Just the
same way it is so hard for those who did not attend nursery school to delay
gratification. In nursery school, all we carried to school was nicely packed
delicious food that we had to wait till break time to eat .The essence of
keeping your food till break time was to teach us to delay gratification. (Look
around your office, we all know the guys who eat all their food by 10a.m so at
lunch break they have to go for another helping)
She said if
she was to be married again, she would pray like the world is going to end.
According to her, the problem in today’s society is that we don’t know when to
pray... We wait till last minute then start pressurizing God.
My pastor
started praying for her son’s spouse when he was only 3 years old.(happy
belated mothers’ day to her btw)
If only we
were less judgmental and picky based on academics and education level when
choosing a partner, prayed more for them before we met them, and believed our
parents’ prayers will be answered, happiness would not be an advice to be
sought after.
These are
just my thoughts
Call me Chica!
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