campus girls' room

Different campus, different room number but similar things go on in a campus girl’s room, trust me, I know, I have been there. Of course just as life, there is the good the bad and the ugly that goes on in the room of a campus girl. Girls are different, not only in terms of age but experience as well, different girls enter campus differently and trust me they all leave differently, because of some of the things they go through in the small rooms that could have two, three four or even more girls put together. I can start with the good if you allow me. Some campus girls have made fortunes from their small room in campus. They sell products to their fellow students and make money enough to sustain them and prevent them from being the small girls that run around town with sugar daddies buying them things so they can be considered the “cool” in campus. I know of a girl who in her first year started off by waking up at 3a.m to prepare mandazis that she sold to the “cool” for breakfast. She made enough money that in second year she invested further and started selling, scones, ngumus credit and chapati…by the time she was reaching her fourth year she had gained enough to get a tender for one of the campus shops. You see her now, even the “cool” whom by fourth year have heavy hearts because they are drenched with shame and regret for wasting themselves that they do not recognize how “cool” she has become with her own effort and money. Now that is definitely a good edge from a campus girl’s room. Good is a campus girl who allows bible study in her room, meetings that are related to building oneself spiritually and of course building ones self esteem, trust me, in campus, the people you associate with, determine what you become, so behind a door that is building your image in front of God…rail on girl, that’s a good in a campus girls room. We can not fail to say fan times like meeting up with your girlfriends and having tea while listening and advising each other on better ways, the sleepovers in “p.jz” and making homemade popcorn to feel like you are in a sorority can surely be considered good times…but we know that a campus can not fail to have group discussions in rooms. When in campus, we would rotate our group discussions meetings to different rooms of the members, and in girls rooms, you would always find that gentle touch of a home, that one would have to leave their shoes out of the door so that they do not unclean the clean furry, soft, carpet that has been placed there to make the room feel homely, the family pictures on the wall that make you feel that your are in the presence of your family members, as well as the cup of tea prepared to make the guests feel welcome….oh good times. Cant forget some of the good times that a girl shares with her room mate, may fail to be perfect but a girl will always have a bond with her roommate, for me it was making our hair…I would oil her hair on weekends and she would braid mine, we talked about anything, from boys to lectures to funny times and sad ones, to closing dates and similar notes. we called it…girl hair time, a place where we opened up to the one person that saw us more than other comrades, when we went to bed, how we look when we sleep and how we wake up and how scary or sweet our face is in the rising sun…..oh special times. I must say that I seem to count more of the bad and ugly times more than the good, maybe it’s because they are doubled up. The bad, I cannot forget, being exiled by my roommate and fighting with her just because she wants to entertain her “special” guest. Loathe is an understatement for this, one of my classmates in campus was once found in her bed by her roommate’s “special” friend and forced to leave the room. I must say that it was 3a.m in the morning. She had to walk in the cold to find shelter in her friends room another thing with girls in campus, my room is your room if we are friends, so her friend just scooted over and made room for her.

The room seizes to be of value if it is used to break the morals of a young girl. I have seen girls walk into campus with dignity and leave with low esteem and low value because of what they allowed to happen in their room with their “special” friends. It is in that room that a girl nurses herself for nine months preparing to bring an imbalance to the ratio of supported and supporting in her family. In the same room, a girl allows the wrong people in, that come in with bottles and sticks to prick, to make her mind dazzle and she falls prey to the thing she has been warned of constantly by people from home and in school and just recently the president of this country warned her about it. Yes, in that 6 by 10 room, she begins to break what she has taken so long to build. That small room could change her life. The ugly in a girls room is when she picks the prick that will treat her like a punching bag to build an ego that has no foundation. A girl in my time at campus was thrown out of a window from her first floor room by her “special” friend, after engaging in an argument, another was found dead in her room, apparently she had committed suicide after finding out she had what the people there called “ukedi”. Yes, in that 6 by 10 room, she lay there lifeless, because of what that room allowed her to do. A girl I know was constantly in the dispensary because, the reason her heart beats, was beating her to the point that she cannot attend classes, but beat herself in a dispensary bed, on the reason as to really why is her heart beating, why why…..all behind the doors of a campus girls room. What about the plots and evil wicked plans that girls come together to make against their fellow girl comrades. The gossip and hate speech as well as the rumors and dirt bits about others, that in this case we could consider innocent, that spoil their image and lower their esteem: this is a bad from a campus girls room. This is my image from behind and in front of the door of the room, I have seen and done just as other campus girls but like I said in the beginning different girls different story, my story may be similar or different but you would not know it……my door remains closed.