It all starts
from here, you see.
For twelve years - more if you are that kind who repeated
grades - you go to school. There, you
are told that you have to work hard so that you can one day make it to University.
Never mind that you might actually just need to know what you learn in school,
that maybe it is in these school years that you discover another form of
gravity, if there ever was such a thing. They never tell you too that the
country’s two prominent universities, Copperbelt and University of Zambia,
built initially for two thousand or so students, are too over crowded to likely
give you a fair chance. Woe betide you if you have no connections to help you
find a place or if you are just plain unlucky.
You do as you as
you are told. You work hard and make it to University. You just need to have this thing called degree;
your life depends on it, so you have been told and so you have come to believe.
Never mind that people like Microsoft’s Bill Gates, Facebook’s Mark Zuckerburg
and Apple’s Steve Jobs built empires which have revolutionized our way of life
after they had dropped out of University. You see, for all the knowledge you
receive the years you’ve spent learning, the Zambian education system teaches you
one thing; to one day be employed by someone else.
At University,
they begin to tell you a story that picks up from where the one at secondary
school ended. While at school they told you to work hard to make it to University,
at University they tell you to work hard so you can find a job. ‘If you do well here, you will be managers
in multinational organizations,’ Lecturers tell you as you sit goggle - eyed
behind desks, pen in hand, ready to write down the notes the Lecturer writes on
the board, plus every word that he speaks. This, you know by experience is what
will help you pass the exams. Never mind reading widely even books that might
have a flicker of connection to your course because maybe there could be
something in them that could trigger a deeper understanding of your course. Never
mind that. Besides, such reading was not something they encouraged you to do
while in school. In fact, it was something your teachers considered a waste of
time because the only books you needed to read were text books.
The four years
or so you spend at University feel like a lifetime but on the day the
Chancellor confers you with the degree and you raise your mortarboards up in a
victorious celebration, you are convinced that this was not only the right
thing to do but the only thing to do. You feel like this is the day your life
begins. Soon (you think) you will be employed.
The first days
after University go by smoothly. You are newly free from your studies and revelling
in your new freedom while submitting applications for employment here and
there. You are sure they will call you. After all, you have a degree. Plus
isn’t this what you have been told all along? That you should go to school, do
well, get into University and then find a job?
Days turn into
months and months into years without a response on any of your applications. It
slowly begins to dawn on you that you may not get employed. Frustration creeps
in and you begin to spend your days unproductively, drinking beer, smoking weed
or slouching on the sofa while moaning, ‘I have no money, jobs are hard to
find,’ to anyone with enough time to listen. Sympathetic ones comfort you, ‘It’s
just a matter of time, you will find a job, it took me ten years to find this
job.’ Their words soothe you a little but you still feel the pinch of your
empty pockets.
After sometime,
you find a job. It’s a cause for celebration and people say, ‘See, we told you
it would eventually happen.’ ‘Thank you,’ you say and count your lucky stars. When
pay day comes, you feel like the richest person on earth. But by the time its
mid month, reality begins to sink in. You discover that even with a salary,
your broke days are not entirely behind you and you realise how expensive electricity
is and how unaffordable the basic food has become. Even butter begins to feel
like a luxury.
However, for
years you work diligently and efficiently and with the same cycle persisting of
money running out by mid month after every payday. Each year you hope you will
earn enough to live a life that resembles the one you imagined while at
University. But with each year things seem to get worse. Your pay can hardly suffice
because things keep getting more and more expensive. The country imports almost every item you use
for your daily sustenance and any negative fluctuation in the currency causes a
further increase in prices of goods.
Soon, you come to realise that it’s impossible
to survive on your salary alone and you decide to start a business for extra
income and turn a corner of your sitting room at home into your office. But the
odds are not in your favour. In addition to the economic problems the country
is facing, problems that have led you to seek extra income to survive, the
country begins to experience eight hours of load shedding, sometimes even more.
This, the government says is necessary due to the low water levels. They hint
that if the country experiences good rainfall, load shedding will reduce but
once the rainy season starts, they say it will take at least three rainy
seasons to generate enough hydroelectricity. You cringe at load shedding although you are
yet to understand just how this affects you.
In time, you
develop a full appreciation of what load shedding brings to your life. You are
unable to conduct the business you thought could earn you extra income because there is a pitch black darkness that greets you
every night when you get home. You think about buying a generator, inventor or
a solar system but these, because of the exchange rate, have become more
expensive for you to afford. This business is now something that you are unable
to do. But you can’t afford to wait for the day when the Kariba dam fills up to
supply you with adequate electricity. So you think of another business to do
and since your first business failed and swallowed all your capital, you get a
small loan to start the business. It isn’t long before you come to realise that
whatever business you do, loadshedding and the weak kwacha negatively affect
production and profitability. You make a loss and the business goes under. The
consequences are dire. The financial institution you borrowed money from wants
its money back otherwise they will get all the items you put up as collateral.
So to repay the loan you get numerous salary advances from work and other small
loans from Shylocks. Soon the actual money you take home from your pay reduces
to zero because everything else goes to the people you owe.
Now, you have
hit rock bottom and you begin to wonder just how you got to this place. Didn’t you
do everything right? Go to school as you were told? Kept away from stealing and
tried at business? As you reflect on all this you begin to wonder whether there
was ever any chance of you making it in life. Somehow, you feel like the odds were
stuck against you from the very beginning. At this point, a feeling of doom looms over
you. Just how did you become a prisoner
of the very things you thought would give you economic and financial freedom;
school, a job and steady income?
This feeling
however wears away once the human quest to survive begins to set in.
And that willpower is a good thing.
The unfortunate
thing is that if you were asked to do all this again, you will choose to do it
all the same way. This time, just hoping for different results.
Wow I love this...sad realities of life and sadly we probably would all do it the same way.
ReplyDeletelol, thanks. Yeah, we would, we do it all the time, its a hard crazy cycle to break
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