As a final-year college dropout, I think the education system ruins us into qualifications.

Reasons for dropping out of college

Why did I drop out of college in the final semester_Chapter_1_How do I get paid? Paid through the Qualification and certificates.

Because anyone’s education is an investment, above (How do we get paid?) is a question pupils are patiently waiting but working to be able to answer one day when they are done. My lecturers insisted writing should be for entertaining an employer who then counts each item written as a qualification. They said I could get paid only through the qualification and the certificate but a quick look at how people get paid throughout the world can prove that there are other means to get paid.

Note: To get the sense of the argument here, you’re required to read, “My reasons for dropping out of college: This is how I define learning”.

Chapter 1: (Current Chapter)
Chapter 2: How do I get paid? Paid through the mind
Chapter 3: Learning is being taught or teaching yourself or being answered
Chapter 4: Some of the things I was taught that kills the possibility of my growth and success, and the growth of my nation are...

Remember, all the learning is a build-up. It is a process, right? And it takes some time. Your nation, yourself, your dependencies will rely on what you can manage to be after that build-up. Looking at the history of my family, my history, three generations including me have managed to get some quality education anyone from my village can only wish to get but fail. Each generation is increasingly getting better and better, but we struggle to get our education. Get the certificate and the qualification. Get the job afterwards, but still struggle to educate our kids or to be having something left to get us by when we retire. We still struggle to put more than half of the basics in place when we need them. 

The qualification and the certificate have failed us. Only we can’t see. We were educated since the day we were colonised that it is all that we can dream for. Our minds are clotted by the thinking of being employed, being under and not taking charge. When I blunder a bit mom screams to me this way, “Where can you get a job with this attitude?” “Who can employ you?” She doesn’t see any better words to throw at me as a piece of advice for I am like a heifer being fattened for the market, for the employer to slaughter and enjoy me at his white cloth table. I am taught in and out so that one day I will be able to do on my own anything I could to get myself to the employer, wait for his word and cherish it.

My sister, five years younger, manages to get up with schooling and gets to be doing accounting stuff at tertiary, and get even better learning equipment as sponsors in the family steps up. When she gets off the groove mom screams, “Who can take you as a wife/With this attitude, your future husband will deny you on the first day”. 

She is being fattened for a husband who then pays her or slaughters her. The husband will be paid by an employer. The dripline to our sisters can never be free of violence directed towards them. More poverty is even the result. And I think poverty is the biggest enemy to freedom imagined or realised.

But we have our minds, can’t they just create a  source of payment for us?

It seems the lower classes and the middle classes are ruined more. My father, the most brilliant man in our extended family couldn’t find a job and it ended with him not far.

Especially when he is drunk. He confronts me with sweat promises of a good life that comes through a job. But there is a history behind it that makes his seducing fail. He promises to go and fetch a loan from the bank to have me collect the passport and leave into the country across the border where English teachers are in demand, and I am glad I can’t/couldn’t have that privilege of having a loan taken just for me to be here blogging.

The man had endured some eight years after marriage without a job. After retirement, his job was just the one that left my grandfather with nothing. The two gentlemen were in the form before it wasn’t really hard to start a business in my country. When the most educated in the village then in the nation fails, the most ‘brilliant’ sleep, what can others who are not educated do? How can the economy perform? Will there be any wealth made? Can a continent get to see the rise that the Western Media claims to be happening? How can a rise happen, in the middle class as the likes of BBC reports, when the middle class is ruined.

Related: Sub-Sahara Africa’s culture of giving and the money economy

African economies have histories of fluctuating. When there is a commodity boom, some political environment that won’t last for more than a decade, salaries and incomes go up. Farmers buy kinds of bikes for their kids and have the best of their time. Governments increase the salaries or perform their usual worst, and never to fuel growth in production. A very shallow definition of success has been constructed during colonisation and it’s here to stay. It’s simply being in front of a C-Class Benz and getting a pic to take to Facebook and Instagram.

The world over, the habit of teaching learners into the job sector is in place to protect the upper tip of the pyramid. Yet more numbers should be going up. If any distance between the low and the rich is to be closed. Poverty may be here where I grew up, but inequality is all over. And I am so sure the education system is helping to bring it into existence.

A smartphone is now a reality. You don’t have to waste your time trying to avoid it when you feel that you are addicted to it and it may be ruining you. You simply have to turn it into a machine of your progress. Have more productive software running on it instead of any other junk, or even find self-generated income out of that junk. That being said, capitalism is now the thing. We can’t avoid it any longer. Teaching us against it can only create slaves in the system.

By default, poverty does not stop one from being successful. But the way one is taught or taught can stop him/her from being successful.