My long journey from a remote village of Nyarurambi in Rukungiri - TopicsExpress



          

My long journey from a remote village of Nyarurambi in Rukungiri district in south west Uganda to first avenue and 44th street in New York City was a difficult one. My father; a church teacher was transferred frequently so there was instability not conducive to learning. At times I stayed with relatives to stay in the same school until I did exams. I come from a relatively large nucleus family where basic human needs were more often than not inadequate. To make ends meet I did odd jobs during holidays. While in Junior school at Kinyasano I did gardening during the day and night watchman. Sometimes teachers asked me to take care of their houses while away. When I was in senior at Butobere I was once employed to collect stones for construction of a new school. When I came to USA for graduate studies at the University of California; Berkeley campus I had a fellowship for one degree but registered for two in Economics and Demography so I had to raise extra money. I got a job to maintain the yard of the residential building where I stayed. I was able to raise money for books and a surplus to supplement my rent and lived in a quiet building conducive for study. Despite all this extra burden I graduated with two graduate degrees in record time. My graduation in Geography; Economics and Demography and later on in International Law and Diplomacy placed me strategically to survive the sweeping changes in the labor market including the United Nations. Let me add that studying really begins after graduation because you have to adapt theory to practice and paradigm shifts. The so-called geniuses worker harder than ordinary people and by and large socialize less. This message is especially posted for Uganda youth. Good luck.
Posted on: Wed, 24 Dec 2014 13:20:43 +0000

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