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The Bitter Fruits of the Juba Regime

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By John Agata, Nakuru, Kenya

The current state of RSS

January 13, 2018 (SSB) — His dreams were mutilated with grade D minus. The dreams of becoming a teacher and work for the government he had love to hate. Unfortunately, his dreams were injured and his world was slowly coming to an end.

He was by himself throughout his childhood despite present of both his parents. Whilst his sisters were bestowed much care and love he was neglected.

The diseases seriously and thoroughly brutalized him and no one gave a heck.

At an early age, Kwashiorkor bungled his legs and no one gave a damn. Yet he survived.

In primary school, he was lucky to meet the academic threshold. Yet no one celebrated him.

The boy was like a cockroach among the fowls.

As if that was not enough, he was ugly and no girl took interest in him, so he developed low self-esteem.

Luckily, he was able to proceed to Secondary School where the Examination Council almost killed his dreams.

And the boy still held his head up and shook off the challenges. He was beaten beyond a reasonable doubt but never gave up.

One day he disappeared into the nearby quarry where he worked for 5 years or so and saved money for the university.

He returned home and joined the village Polytechnic where he enrolled in the faculty of education. Still, life was miserable.

If I am not wrong he was about 35 years then but had nothing he could be proud of.

No house (he was still living in the family granary with goats and sheep’s), no wife, no farm of his own, no genuine friends. Nothing. But he did not die. He survived.

Last year he was among the Village Polytechnic’s graduates with first class.

After graduation, he went to roam streets of Juba looking for Jobs. Finally, he gave up and returned to his own village as empty as he had left.

Last week, he committed suicide. He had tried and survive for 45 useless years. His life meant nothing. Absolutely nothing. Zero.

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The author, John Agata, is currently pursuing a Bachelor degree in Economics from Ndejje University Kampala, Uganda. He can be reached via his contact: awengjohnatem@gmail.com

 

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