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The Illusions of the First Year in College - Part One

 

Illusions of the first yr in school

 

By Isaac Audu-Usman

 

 

The excitement that builds up in our minds immediately after those five or six years of being condemned to putting on bland, unsavory uniforms almost every single day of the week can be so exhilarating that most students who are just on the verge of blowing a goodbye kiss to high school, often find themselves basking in the euphoria of unfettered joy. Whew!! What a relief! You just can’t imagine that hot molten magma that is bubbling down below, filled with the knowledge that you don’t have to frantically rush to make the 8am cut-off for resumption, no more school lashes, no more assorted blend of school chores and punishment, and the big one: the fact that you are now considered ripe enough to venture into the next level, the adventure of being finally set free to attend the university! Over the moon!

 

Then, depending on your academic clout, as well as your fate in the draw of luck, you find yourself in the university even before you have barely recovered fully from the escapades of after-high-school loafing! ‘It can’t get any better’, you whisper mischievously to yourself. Now you can brandish your new identity: ‘I am a student of Engineering at the prestigious University of Lagos’. Congratulations! What a great achievement! More power to your elbow indeed. You just can’t help falling in love with the ambience and sophistication of your new world: the campus environment. It seems your life has just been well scripted by some invisible being, who watches attentively from some mysterious ivory tower of elephant tusk, to the finest of details. Your level has changed astronomically to the point that you are the envy and hottest gist among your high school mates.

 

You are an Akokite! What could be better at this point of your life? Life couldn’t be sweeter and you couldn’t care less about relishing and enjoying every bit of it along the way. After all, you have worked extremely hard to get here. So, it’s time for you to just puff it out and give yourself the treat of a lifetime. The babes are noticing for sure. They can’t help asking you to take and send those selfies. And why not please? Who cares after all? It’s your life. You are the architect of your own reality. Your conscious efforts, actions and decisions brought you to this bliss of Lagoon heaven that is finely dotted and punctuated by loads of endless opportunities to make the next few years the best of your life…

 

Your matriculation party was the bomb! It was just so tight that your peeps and goons just couldn’t stop talking about it for weeks. Your matric pictures flooded the Facebook sphere. It garnered the most active discussions on Twitter among your friends. BBM DPs were awash with your colourful matric pictures. Instagram even brought them far more to life by adding that exotic gloss that only those very few suavely designed Apps can possibly pull off, to make you look like those superstars you see on HELLO! Magazine, on E! Online or on MTV with the verve and poise that would be simply unrivalled any day….

 

Then, the classes begin. Fun time is here! Or so you had thought at the very outset. Then, you were blown out of the water by the seismic shocks of disappointment and disbelief in what the system was capable of actually offering vis-à-vis the very high lofty expectations you had surreptitiously bellied inside, up until this very currency of time. The classrooms are just a complete joke! The buildings are not only grossly dilapidated but feistily cursed with a plethora of meandering crevices crisscrossing every nook and cranny of the walls which have somewhat conspired to provide the perfect indoor sanctuary for all sorts of assorted insects and crawlers in the zoological kingdom to fester with sheer aplomb. Worse still, the classes are just plain stuffy with two hundred pairs of ever active nostrils snorting out, without restriction, an avalanche of carbon emissions capable of snowballing the indoor temperature levels upwards in leaps and bounds! It is pointless complaining that there are no fans, let alone air conditioners, as there is just no power to propel them in the first instance. What about having generators? Hmmm…that’s like looking for a polar bear in the Sahara!

 

 It’s time to shelve the truckload of uncontrollable issues in the classroom environment and just find a way to enjoy the reason you are here in the first place. Ah, the lectures! Unfortunately, there is very little joy to be found in that space too. The lectures are just plain bland. In fact, the lecturers are some bunch of old fools who lack, in every sense of the word, the creativity and imaginative power of modern day education where fun is just supposed to be deeply embedded as an integral part of the total experience.

 

Well, it’s time to drift away and find something more fun to do in this heat. You raise your head up and out of the blue, your aerial satellite frantically picks up an unusual signal from outer space. Wow! What a site! That babe is cute. I bet you didn’t notice her all this while. Well, the class won’t be that bad after all with such a paragon of beauty who will be here to save the day for the next couple of years. Wow, her smile is so charming that it could easily freeze time! Damn, she is voluptuous. Just check out her onshore-offshore dichotomized features. Whew! The already hot temperature in the classroom may just have increased by another 5-7 degrees! You think about it again. Yeah, this may just be the reason you are here. To find her and make her your own! Damn those boring lectures. Damn that lecturer; that epitome of staleness. You are intelligent. You are smart. You did it in high school. So, what’s the biggie? You will do it again. You can study and assimilate and blast those exams. For now, you have finally found a new hobby: a new adventure with loads of fun hidden along its mysterious path. Something really close and surreal, yet feels magically out of this world. This is it. You will hunt her into any hole there is on this planet and break all the China walls on your path to finally decoding the password to her heart!

 

 

 

The Illusions of the First Year in College - Part One

 

Illusions of the first yr in school

 

By Isaac Audu-Usman

 

 

The excitement that builds up in our minds immediately after those five or six years of being condemned to putting on bland, unsavory uniforms almost every single day of the week can be so exhilarating that most students who are just on the verge of blowing a goodbye kiss to high school, often find themselves basking in the euphoria of unfettered joy. Whew!! What a relief! You just can’t imagine that hot molten magma that is bubbling down below, filled with the knowledge that you don’t have to frantically rush to make the 8am cut-off for resumption, no more school lashes, no more assorted blend of school chores and punishment, and the big one: the fact that you are now considered ripe enough to venture into the next level, the adventure of being finally set free to attend the university! Over the moon!

 

Then, depending on your academic clout, as well as your fate in the draw of luck, you find yourself in the university even before you have barely recovered fully from the escapades of after-high-school loafing! ‘It can’t get any better’, you whisper mischievously to yourself. Now you can brandish your new identity: ‘I am a student of Engineering at the prestigious University of Lagos’. Congratulations! What a great achievement! More power to your elbow indeed. You just can’t help falling in love with the ambience and sophistication of your new world: the campus environment. It seems your life has just been well scripted by some invisible being, who watches attentively from some mysterious ivory tower of elephant tusk, to the finest of details. Your level has changed astronomically to the point that you are the envy and hottest gist among your high school mates.

 

You are an Akokite! What could be better at this point of your life? Life couldn’t be sweeter and you couldn’t care less about relishing and enjoying every bit of it along the way. After all, you have worked extremely hard to get here. So, it’s time for you to just puff it out and give yourself the treat of a lifetime. The babes are noticing for sure. They can’t help asking you to take and send those selfies. And why not please? Who cares after all? It’s your life. You are the architect of your own reality. Your conscious efforts, actions and decisions brought you to this bliss of Lagoon heaven that is finely dotted and punctuated by loads of endless opportunities to make the next few years the best of your life…

 

Your matriculation party was the bomb! It was just so tight that your peeps and goons just couldn’t stop talking about it for weeks. Your matric pictures flooded the Facebook sphere. It garnered the most active discussions on Twitter among your friends. BBM DPs were awash with your colourful matric pictures. Instagram even brought them far more to life by adding that exotic gloss that only those very few suavely designed Apps can possibly pull off, to make you look like those superstars you see on HELLO! Magazine, on E! Online or on MTV with the verve and poise that would be simply unrivalled any day….

 

Then, the classes begin. Fun time is here! Or so you had thought at the very outset. Then, you were blown out of the water by the seismic shocks of disappointment and disbelief in what the system was capable of actually offering vis-à-vis the very high lofty expectations you had surreptitiously bellied inside, up until this very currency of time. The classrooms are just a complete joke! The buildings are not only grossly dilapidated but feistily cursed with a plethora of meandering crevices crisscrossing every nook and cranny of the walls which have somewhat conspired to provide the perfect indoor sanctuary for all sorts of assorted insects and crawlers in the zoological kingdom to fester with sheer aplomb. Worse still, the classes are just plain stuffy with two hundred pairs of ever active nostrils snorting out, without restriction, an avalanche of carbon emissions capable of snowballing the indoor temperature levels upwards in leaps and bounds! It is pointless complaining that there are no fans, let alone air conditioners, as there is just no power to propel them in the first instance. What about having generators? Hmmm…that’s like looking for a polar bear in the Sahara!

 

 It’s time to shelve the truckload of uncontrollable issues in the classroom environment and just find a way to enjoy the reason you are here in the first place. Ah, the lectures! Unfortunately, there is very little joy to be found in that space too. The lectures are just plain bland. In fact, the lecturers are some bunch of old fools who lack, in every sense of the word, the creativity and imaginative power of modern day education where fun is just supposed to be deeply embedded as an integral part of the total experience.

 

Well, it’s time to drift away and find something more fun to do in this heat. You raise your head up and out of the blue, your aerial satellite frantically picks up an unusual signal from outer space. Wow! What a site! That babe is cute. I bet you didn’t notice her all this while. Well, the class won’t be that bad after all with such a paragon of beauty who will be here to save the day for the next couple of years. Wow, her smile is so charming that it could easily freeze time! Damn, she is voluptuous. Just check out her onshore-offshore dichotomized features. Whew! The already hot temperature in the classroom may just have increased by another 5-7 degrees! You think about it again. Yeah, this may just be the reason you are here. To find her and make her your own! Damn those boring lectures. Damn that lecturer; that epitome of staleness. You are intelligent. You are smart. You did it in high school. So, what’s the biggie? You will do it again. You can study and assimilate and blast those exams. For now, you have finally found a new hobby: a new adventure with loads of fun hidden along its mysterious path. Something really close and surreal, yet feels magically out of this world. This is it. You will hunt her into any hole there is on this planet and break all the China walls on your path to finally decoding the password to her heart!

 

 

NUC ACCREDITS UNIUYO PHARMACY PROGRAMME

uniuyo

 

In a letter signed by the Deputy Executive Secretary of the Commission, Professor C. F. Mafiana, on behalf of the Executive Secretary; the National Universities Commission has granted full accreditation to the pharmacy programme at the University of Uyo, Akwa Ibom State.

 

According to the result of the accreditation process, UNIUYO garnered a total of 78.8 per cent in the areas of academic content, staffing, physical facilities, library, employers rating and other criteria.

 

NUC accreditation came after an earlier full professional accreditation of the programme by the Pharmacists Council of Nigeria (PCN).

 

By: Temitope Bamidele 

 

Credit: Punch

 

sexual harrassment

 

(Read part 1 here)

 

Kelena decided to take matters into her hands and do something about the frequent harassment, not just for herself but to clear the whole system. Kelena said to herself: 'I know it is not going to be an easy fight or even happen quickly but I am going to do it. I plan on getting actual evidence that can nail any of these men that first falls prey to my prank.’

 

Kelena narrates:

I finally opened up to my friends and behold they all had their individual stories and a few had already given into the evil desires of the lecturers and felt they could not stop or they would face grave consequences.   A few of us decided that we would lure these lecturers to the same location (a hotel found for us by Natalie's boyfriend) on the same day. We also had a group of boys (friends of ours) in the restroom filming the process and recording the conversations. The girls (I, Natalie and a friend) finally convinced the lecturers that we were ready to do their biddings.

 

So that afternoon we made sure they arrived separately in order to avoid them suspecting any activity.  It happened and as they got into the room the girls made sure they initiated conversations that were implicating enough. The lecturers of course fell for it and just about when they had gotten undressed, ready for action, the boys burst out and caught it on camera, took pictures and recorded videos.

 

I got an NGO that helps victims like me to assist with the next action! Well, to cut a long story short, the lecturers, reputable professors and a doctor were disgracefully sacked. Sexual harassment will not happen in a long time in that university that is for sure.

 

All these actions and the process cost Kelena and Natalie an extra year but they were not bothered because they were excited that they had left the university with their dignity intact. But this is the story of one girl - this is one scenario.  What about the people who are even more victimised when they try to speak out and the ones that have given in to these desires and still fail?

 

Let us look at the possible effects sexual harassments have on people like Kelena. Do not forget the process of Kelena's sexual harassment started since her first week in the university. She had been prone to a number of psychological effects ranging from frustration, anxiety, fear to feeling irritated when advances are made to her from even ‘normal’ people. She may have feared retaliation and victim-blaming. The other effects she may have experienced are:

 

  • Being objectified and humiliated by scrutiny and gossip.                                                                          
  • Defamation of character and tainted reputation.                                                                                                        
  • Loss of focus.                                                                                                                                                       
  • Becoming publicly sexualised.                                                                                                                      

 

Kelena’s life came under public scrutiny - the victim became the accused. What she wore, her lifestyle and private life came under attack. But this hardly happens to the perpetrator of the crime whilst anxiety, frustration, depression, sleeplessness and/or nightmares, difficulty concentrating, headaches, fatigue, shame and guilt, loss of self esteem, isolation, suicidal thoughts and attempts become the order of the day for the victims.

 

These and more are the aftermath of what Kelena and victims like her could suffer in the long run.

 

 

Let us consider the consequences of this case on Kelena's university                                                       

The school suffers disruption in its usual activity and there is a reduced productivity in the school and the students will lack motivation to learn.      

Diminished reputation that may impair efforts to attract, recruit and retain students, faculty and staff.                                                                                                                                                                        

A lot of time would be spent by the university staff to respond to complaints investigators and lawyers.                                                                                                                                                             

The university will spend great amounts of money on back pay, attorney fees, and also could lose financial benefits.  The university might also have to pay for compensatory and punitive damages.

 

But there is the other side of the coin                                                                                                          

Sexual harassment in universities is mostly viewed from the randy male lecturers’ angle, little is spoken of female students deliberately seducing male lecturers mainly for better grades.  Apart from the direct advances, lecturers also complain that they feel harassed when females walk into their office in provocative dresses that show off cleavages and other sensitive body parts.

 

Sexual harassment always produces a ripple effect whenever it occurs. Individuals directly involved are affected by the emotional, physical and often financial repercussions of sexual harassment and the ripple effects extend to others too – co-workers, classmates, friends and family members can also be hurt.

 

These tips can help make it stop.

 

JUST SAY STOP!If you can, tell the person to stop. State clearly and firmly that you want a particular behaviour to cease. This is not a time to be polite or vague. Consider the possibility that the harasser may not realise that a particular behaviour is offensive.

 

Get information and support. If you feel you cannot speak up, talk with the schools counseling unit for further help and guidance. These people can provide support and advice about the schools policy and procedures, and can help to resolve the problem.

 

Write to the harasser. This can often succeed in stopping sexual harassment. Include a factual account of the offending behavior, describe how you felt about it, and state simply that you want that particular behavior to stop. Keep the letter polite, low-key and factual.

 

If the message is to work, it must be a private communication between the persons involved, so don't send a copy to anyone else, but be sure to keep a copy for yourself. Typically, you won't have a response to your letter, but the troubling behaviour will stop right away. Keep records or a journal and save any letters, e-mail, or notes you have about the situation if the harassment persists. Record dates, places, times, witnesses and the nature of the harassment—what was said when, and how you responded.

 

We all have a collective responsibility to provide a work and learning environment free of sexual harassment, the university's leaders must be proactive in preventing sexual harassment and responding in a timely and effective manner to allegations of sexual harassment. Action taken by individuals in notable positions of authority such as deans, human rights activists even Vice Chancellors is pivotal to the determination of legal liability when law suits or complaints are filed with federal or state enforcement agencies.

 

This piece aims to shed light on this ignored crime going on in campuses around the world. It demoralises women and poses a threat on their dignity. The story about Kelena is a story that’s true and relatable for many Nigerian undergraduates.  Stop Sexual Harassment in Universities! Spread the word!

       

#StopSexualHarassmentInUni  

      

By Chidera Okehi.

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