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Specialized Incompetence

Courtesy Photo: A few years back, this group of graduates stormed the streets with ‘What Next’ placards. I wonder where they are now..

I wrote this piece three years ago, a couple of months before graduating from my second course (Do you think anything has changed?):

Specialized Incompetence
By Rogers Wanambwa

While talking to our caretaker, where I stay in Kansanga, we talked about education and its impact on the average Ugandan, especially when it comes to skilling them for taking on the world’s dynamic job market.

It reminded me of a thesis presentation I attended by Ms Mariam Basajja entitled “Digital Health And Development In Data Science In Uganda,” where it was said that a study by Mckinsey Global Institute stated that a shortage of about 190,000 data scientists and 1.5million managers. Oh, by the way, Ms Mariam Basajja is working on a Findable Applicable Interoperable and Reusable(FAIR) system, the first of its kind in Uganda, and I daresay Africa for her PhD.

You see, our caretaker stopped in primary seven, and he says he was blessed to have gotten the opportunity to go to a skilling technical school where he learned how to build.

Currently, he is trying to acquire the funds to go back and learn mechanical motor skills at a garage. The most important thing is that he has a job that pays him Ugshs10,000-15000.

And this is just the beginning for him, considering mechanics are an essential aspect of the business world. I’m sure with time, his pay will increase.

Of course, given the fact that he is now learning how to repair and work with motor mechanics, his chances will grow exponentially, seeing that he will even be able to afford to fly abroad and get considerable sums of money which he can then return here and use to start workshops among other businesses.

These are some of his ideas that he told me in our conversation.

All this led to thinking about the university graduates being churned out bi-annually and annually with diplomas and degrees that cannot be turned into employment.

Said graduate can’t advise any company in Finance, that is, he isn’t a Finance Analyst; they can’t work with any Accounting software because they didn’t get enough practice as it is, and hence they can’t be employed in modern firms or companies as Accountants.

They’re afraid of going to market and hence won’t be Salesmen, considering the pay sometimes is even small. They can’t develop a business as they have never worked in or owned businesses, so their knowledge there is limited or nonexistent among other areas.

I have used the case of a BBA student because they’re essentially trained to become all-rounders; that is to say, they can work in any field of business. This I know because I am one.

My thoughts are that we are passing through the education system and are being churned after decades of study with virtually nothing in our heads as practical skills for our survival and hence the rampant unemployment levels and sky-high levels of poverty.

It is as if it is deliberately so, considering that the debate about changing the education system seems to be going on forever, but no action is being taken.

PS: As even more graduates celebrate the long journey that has been the education route (does learning ever stop anyway?) today, I wonder what the employment landscape holds for all of us. Even as entire job industries are being wiped out as we speak.

Down The Road

Courtesy Photo: Unsplash

Down the road, we forgot
Why we love each other,
Why we make each other laugh,
Why we saw forever in each other.

Down the road, we forgot
What made us great with each other,
What the other meant to us.

Down the road, we forgot
Where we were going,
Where we came from!

Down the road, we forgot
That we’re not individuals,

© rogers, 2022

Courtesy Photo: Unsplash

In Her Defence

Courtesy Photo: Unsplash

In Her Defence

In Her Defence,
She did not promise forever,
Only the best weekend of my life,
A promise said with a look in her seductive eyes

In her defence,
She did not promise forever,
Only the now,
A promise made by her voluptuous body, over and over again

In her defence,
She did not promise forever,
Ours was a silent agreement to enjoy it while it lasted,
The words never being said, nor were there clues of…

In her defence,
She did not promise anything at all.
I still fell for her,

©Rogers, 2022