Guardians eschewed cuddling responsibility – digging deep graves for their grown up children.
Whatever ordeal happens on the day first years get admitted to campus is inscrutable despite everybody thinking it’s right and to date. The kid believes that time has ripened for him/her to battle the world. Parents and guardians akin to their siblings happily disengage themselves from the kids very confident that their sons and daughters are adults.
The admission day is blurred by parents looming all corners of the administration make sure their kid is attended to. They end the hectic bout by giving them enough money and right after the exchange ends they allude the biblical Pilate who washed his hands as a disengagement sign from the controversial trial of Christ. The money is the final sign of life left and once it’s given the parents disappear ,wash their hands and leave at ease. Sighing that a bout of a recessive chore is done.
That day for many becomes the last time they engage is a productive talk and the next time they do the kid will be a zombie.
Arguably a good number of parents believe most responsibilities as a parent are relieved from them once the kid joins campus but sadly it might not be the story. Kids who enjoyed freedom once in a lifetime abscond to it’s snares as the plosive quantity cannot be digested.
In this conformative scheme, the kids are immersed in freedom they have never seen and as they try to stay afloat they pounce on sailors offering rides in their boats and others giving them diving gears : all this while the system dictates that they must swim to the end. They loose painfully because of conformative parents who believe they are doing well .Considerably it is like taking a cow to the jungle and expect it to act normally. It sounds as absurd .
Eric a student at one of the leading media schools in kenya ratifies the Eschewal saying their those who will go back home after the four years despite the pleading by the parents.” It is as overrated as it seems. The parents begun it”
The wildest drug consumers track their first encounter during their first days of campus. Trying not to reserve the eschewal demerits to drugs, latter bad decisions are made that intrinsically disorient the kids lives. But satisfiably no parent should be heard scapegoat “kwani huyu mtoto aliharibikia wapi”. However confident a parent might be on the condition of his kid making phone calls regarding their pace is healthy and might keep them swimming.
Pitifully, conversations made at this moment are extremely short and the only productive message is money. The parent sends and the conversation ends .
Parents after 18 or so years of cuddling, they eschew a very major role and the kid right after portrays signs of incompetence when it comes to handling this freedom . And so when drugs show up they don’t recline. The elation they grab from the substances is magical ;it revives them once more in a more complex way instantly throwing the parent out of the arena.
And the new journey of adulthood begins.
In this particular scheme parents aren’t expected to interfere with their kids lives or even live with him/her. No; what the son or daughter is restive for is the sporadic adulation and a guide that ensures the liberty is not embezzled. If the guide is availed at the wee hours of campus they can be then left to commuter adulthood.