Hello my name is CHEPKUTWO DONALD and I am from
Cheptais in Western Kenya. 
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I was born in a
family of six children.
I was born 17th march in 1980 .
The primary school I learnt is
called Cheptais of which I spent 9 years to acquire a certificate of
primary education. memorable moment are when we could go to school without
breakfast, caned several canes for lateness, caned one cane for each
failed maths test question, restrained to go school to take care of the
guardians herds of cattle (where sometime had the worst experiences of fighting
bulls that sometimes turned to me in case overcame by fight mate, chased by wild
animals and even beaten up by fellow herdsmen although only 8 years) and lastly
is when we played in the play ground while awaiting close of the school on which
we were to called basing on the performance (sometimes I was hit terribly until I
bleed and once in a while I also did the same to others and they reported to the
teacher on duty where I was washed with canes until I sang our traditional
folksong). All the same I graduated to the intermediate stage (secondary).
At the secondary level I enjoyed table tennis,
badminton and athletics. The trips to various schools in the country are what
still rings in my mind of which we could make friends and feel to be part
of the nation. Symposiums are still afresh for any Kenyan like me who has
passed through this system of education. The most joyous times in secondary
education.
Statistics say that as a person grows older the more boring life becomes. Hover
this is could be true if proved, my case has been exception. I joined J.K.U.A.T
in the year 2000 and enrolled for a 4year course (Bsc Mathematics and
Computer Science). Day one I was admitted in ladies hostel Hall Two simply
because the dean could not differentiate between Chepkutwo my name with kalenjin
name for ladies that is synonymous to this. The dean just received my admission
from the secretary and never had seen me. That day is still a memorable day to
me especially when I moved all about the hostel without seeing any gentleman
making my curiosity and timidity even worse before being meeting lately a
friend of mine who took me to his room and latter reallocated room the next day.
My campus life had been joyous and very interesting especially with my church
members and partly class members. The church services are very new I my mind
especially when I remember our pastor and the sermon of "rumours people live
with" There also times that I shared and are memory about "the tongue' it was
powerful'" and one about "curses" in the society and the nation at large (the
tape is with me a nice to here and meditate the words in it). In
class I enjoyed staying with my classmates who were so comical in that you could
laugh until the ribs reached there maximum expansion. They were also
politically aware of the society proceedings and had ambitions that one time
they will join the parliamentary team and work the best they could to remove the
M.Ps habit of making people there stepping grounds for success. One of
them used to say that he was the next president and would transform the nation
to a superpower.
"However every good has a bad thing attached to it" ( not proved
still). The sad moments are the days I used to stay with no penny until the
stomach could be empty till you could eat the whole world. Fees was sometime
very scarce until I was about to request for an academic leave to go and solicit
for money. But thanks be to God that has made it for me. This are the times that
one sees the negative side of life and feel the unfairness of it has. Once
I was admitted for malaria in it was really scaring to feel
DEATH ISSUES the next step demanding your presence
immediately .The strikes in campus were another thing I hated but for any Kenyan
university you cant avoid(it's part and parcel of life).
wisdom'' never jump over a
plate that you ate food on '',
Kalenjin.
"a friend in deed is a
friend in deed" ,
synonymous
"He who gave you a sofa set is the same that gave me a stool" ,
synonymous
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