AN EXPERIENCE WORTH

      

  

I just could not wait for this day. A day that could revolutionize my life wholly. This first day in campus will mark journey of my undergraduate studies. Anxiety overtook me.  I wanted to feel, know, experience and live the ever told stories about here. Squeezing hard into the "matatu" that headed Moi University relieved my expectant heart.

       The journey unexpectedly took longer than i could imagine. I knew it is some few kilometers from town when it took 40 minutes. I doubted it and sure enough I had to check with driver.”Possibly i could have boarded a wrong vehicle this. “No, we will be there shortly”, he assured.

Here came “welcome to Moi university”, then University with a difference. These words linger in my seem less more fresh memory. I can vividly remember this moment when the words warmed my heart. The ”bodaboda ”men received us warmly as we alighted-you know-a business deal. At least we felt cared for in a strange land. Furthermore guys had mastered routes and places here. All they were doing now is take you to student centre .here you could get better direction where to start registering.

      Apparently, student centre is a kilometer from stage worth SH 20 and Sh 50 in case of any luggage. When knew in a place, you hardly know when situations will take of you however careful you may be. This particular day I was being fried.

The journey to student centre took longest at this time. This boda man in a helmet rode all the way to mabs- I traced the place afterwards. Downwards, he took a route to hostels K and l then to j and finally to “study”. Apparently, I was wondering how different this place could be. There are no short ways. Ok, things are procedural here. As if this is not enough, he asks for sh 200. Anyway he “deserves “it.

   The student centre is full to the entrance. No bypassing. Actually where do you want to go if a queue meets you outside. Unknowingly, you join this line leading to the bank. It later dawns to you shockingly that you headed for the bank 4 hours later- a friend fainted while standing. You quickly fix your mind to join those lining for accommodation.

Lucky enough we secured a room in Hostel J lately in the evening. However, our happiness was short-lived when we arrived to encounter naked electrical sockets the allocated room. We just imagined of being electrocuted. Little did we know that it was actually Moi .Apparently, thing were that way in all hostels.

A head storming scenario happened went we visited the wash rooms shortly to arrive when my suitcase was missing. What a shock. Cursed him! Damn! We later learnt of master keys possessed by students. It was actually a breaking moment searching along the corridors of strange environment for my property. We later got in some stairs headed to the store in last floor .it was saddest when i found only my old clothes all new things missing including some cash.

You remember those several days you spent shopping in town only to learn you were doing for some professional thief in Moi. Initially thought only high school students steal as primary ones displace. Coincidentally, a friend of ours had also experienced at a sequence of the same time .A few days later, another friend lost a wallet with ATM card and 15k.He rushed to the bank to check after realizing he had lost the wallet. It was a trauma when he found the only money he had, 15 K also withdrawn. It was a morning period i bet.I then felt, knew, experienced and lived the thought-anxious life on my first day. My spirit was quenched completely!