The Gplus and Sugar Story

I have been contemplating on doing this post for a very long time: not because of my employer (thuis piece represents my own opinion and not that of my employer) but because of the very similarities I observed between GPlus and Sugar. Atleast if the fairy stories my mum used to tell me are anything to go by. So while growing up back in the village, we grew sugar cane. My mum was very strict about the same and we could never cut a cane without her consent. We loved chewing the canes: the raw sweetness of sucrose or is it maltose? (whatever, my biology is long gone with High school). One day on one of those occasion when we had fireside stories after having supper. We urged mum to tell us a story. After much hesitation and thought, she asked " Alright, do u know how we came to start using Sugar?". We nodded in disapproval as she adjusted her sit . She went on to narrate to us how when the "Mzungu" invaded our fertile land. How he came with the promise and lots of goodies. The promise of education, the promise of good food and the promise of peace. However, very few if not non ofour people could take his ways. The mzungu wanted our people to taste and have a better life. But we were used to oyr chaotic and archaic system. We needed not a mzungu coming all the way to build for us a railway line that would only allow popel from other places to come and invade us. To build for us hospitals where we would be pricked with painful needles, to build schools that would keep pour boys and girls away most of the day. This would delay them to get married for ladies and hence delay the much anticipated bride price. Who would take care of the herd while the boys were locked away in school and who would teach the girls how to be good wives? To cut a long boring story short, the mzungu employed a few natives. He gave them sugar. The white/brown powdre that did the magic. So the work of the scouts/askaris was to give sugar to tha natives and seeing how sweet it was, hopefully they would then listen and perhaps adapot what the mzungu hafd. However it was no easy walk in the park even for the natives. The locals couldnt take the sugar. So what the natives would do , they would identify a few of their own and together, they would charge and run after him, put sugar in his mouth and when he realized actually it was sweet, he would wide open his myth and forget about the imminent danger he was in. so slowly by slowly, people started to adapt sugar, they realized how sweet and good it was and ultimatyelt i dont need to remind you that despite ugar prices sky rocketing upto Ksh.300, we still buy it. The analogy to this is the gplus stoy, relaxed and comfortable are we with our ways of life of "facebook" and twitter that we tend to think we dont need gplus. So Google is doing what the Mzungu did, he has an army of locals to makes us feel and actually know that gplus is sweet, just like sugar. Celebs, employees and locals are turning onto gplus to increase their online visiblity throuh Google Search just like the locals increased their influence with Mzungu and become wealthy.

Of my Reading Days, Reading and reading

I always had a passion for reading: Reading anything that I could read my hands on right from my childhood. I loved reading fiction and thrilling works. I never enjoyed reading those boring and hard science books. I would read anything that would make me smile, something that I would relate with, something that would make me feel like I was part of this world.In as much as the fact the books were hard to come by while schooling, I had masters a phrase that I got from Chinue Achebe's work that " Since men have learnt to shoot without missing, Birds have learnt to fly without perching." I deviced methods that would help me find books to read. I would read, and read and the more i read the more my appetite became insatiable. I was greedy. Then I went to secondary school. By the time I stepped into class, novels were my friends. After 2 years in High school, I made up my mind that I wanted to be a writer. But as fate would have it, that would just be that: A Dream. But nevertheless i never gave up on reading. In school I was the role model for all teachers, being exemplied to other students for my prolific reading skills and mastery of English. I don't have to tell you that the school i went to, practically English was exactly what it is" A Foregin language. I was lucky to have learnt and masters lots of skills, lessons and experience through books.I was able to interact with people from various parts of the world, : students in American Universities, Us Cops, Lawyers, Engineers at work, the very cultures of Africa and Kenya and very many other.I believe this experience better placed me to understand very many things in the world that my colleagues wouldn't understand. I am reminded of an instance in the middle of my KCSE Exams I was reading a novel and my friend came to me asking me whether I gad read everything till I had nothing more to read to which I just told him I loved to read. Anf=d funny thing is I the essay that I wrote in my English exam had that novels storyline I wanted to be a writer, a lawyer but never an Engineer. I nevertheless studies sciences and mathematics in my High school majors to which I excelled. I was the master of mastery in my class. I was the master of all course: I was the Physics geek, the Biology Consultant, the English and Grammar Spell checker and the Maths wizard. I believe all this skills all come from my reading habits. reading helped me understand questions, it helped comprehend and contextualise scenarios, it helped me be a critical thinker and evaluate problems well. In short, I excelled in my Final High school Exams and qualified to university.As fact would have it, I ended up taking up an Engineering Course and with campus came the freedom: Movies replaced my reading habits, technology was moving fisrt, and lastly I ended up working and being in tech staff. My blog would then become my only solace, I started trying to write, I thought I had a sense of humor but my friends told me that i should give it all up. As such, I try to write, to write issue that people would relate to, Just like I loved reading and relating to those books, novelas, novels, sequels etc that I would relate to...hence this blog and this ONE too .....

Of Cramming and the Library

Crammers rule is a fairly common rule we use in campus.It refers to that art and/or science of cramming,word to word what the lecturers have been feeding us for the past semester.In a campus where success and passing are measured by how much and well you can recall what the lecturer gave you in class in form of notes,this is a noble rule.As usual I have been running up and down,from club to club,Gulping one after the other.Now its exam time and I am not well prepared..Or is it prepared at all?
Nevertheless,I know I will surely pass my exams.I have a fairly Good memory.First I just need to make sure I have all the notes that were given,and of-course there order.I will start by locking myself in that isolation chamber-i stopped going to the library long time ago since I got more distracted by the sight of too much flesh to stare at.The girls have made our library a hunting ground.they get to the library dressed to kill.and I mean literally to kill.one time i was sited close to this girl,she had a very short tight skirt.I happened to drop my pen, mischievously of course- and what followed...when i bent down to pick it up, instead of her putting her legs together,she opened them wide apart.i stayed down there for about a minute wondering and lost on what to do...When i stood up,she was looking me straight in the eyes like she wanted to gauge my reactions.MY evaluations of whatever i had seen...One look at her and i was dead meat from the inside.I pretended to be so engrossed with my books so much.starring so hard at my books,but i kept repeating the same line.When i noticed i could not grasp anything,i went out and that was the last time i ever wanted to get near the library.

i have to get back to my cramming,the lectures will be very impressed when I duplicate to them there notes in the exam.i don't care, that's the system here.You only know as much as your lecturer gives you.Try being smart by say using a different method to solve that calculus problem,heeyyy,u will see fire\.especially of the lecturer doesn't know about it.I learnt that long time......