A Job in Kanairo

Welcome to  Nairobi or, as the masses have so aptly called it, "Kanairo." Don't be deceived by the sky-scrapers or flashy cars. 

 

 Look further! The average university leaver, and when I say average, I mean me and my crew, have little prospects of landing a formal job. In Nairobi, a science degree does not mean you will ever step into a lab.

As of 2020, 21.7 % of youths 25-29 years were unemployed. What do you do then if you fall in this category? You could consider the kindness of the government and join the Kazi Mtaani program. This ordeal is after six years of surviving in a Kenyan university. An alternative you could consider is Academic writing.

 

If you know a campus student in Kenya, then chances are high you know precisely what I mean. A student in one of those top universities will pay a Kenyan youth to do assignments or even exams. These students from the other side of the world, where the green is evergreen, will expect high-quality work.

Our bright graduates will deliver, and this creates a vicious cycle. The dons in these top schools would explode if they caught a student cheating, but the pressures they pile on their students are too much. In Kenya, this need is met, and the market forces ensure a hardworking, ambitious youth lives a posh life.

 

 Let's not get drawn into whether it is right or wrong. It is business. A willing seller has met a willing buyer. The ambitious youth may have a group of writers and, in this way, make thousands of shillings a month.

So tonight, a former comrade will look out of the window after hearing a child crying for some yogurt.

"Yogurt is expensive , my dear," this former comrade will hear, and then he will take a sip of coffee. He has a deadline, after all, and sleep is a reserve for the rich.