I just sent Elizabeth off to Uni with her father. It was interesting looking at the many parents who went to attend the talks given by the Uni officials. The roads to the hostels were bumper to bumper. We parked as directed and walked for a good fifteen minutes to get to her hostel.
Once she was registered, we climbed to her room and found two girls and their mothers cleaning the room. One mom actually brought a vacuum cleaner and was hoovering the dusty mattress. I left Elizabeth with her rags and her room mate's pail. High time she learns to be independent.
On the way back, I saw the only luxurious big model car with a well endowed girl and her entourage. They were carrying about fifty outfits of silk formal wear in crisp plastic covers out of the enormous boot. Well! Good luck with the closet that was about fourteen inches wide. Not unless she can persuade the hostel staff to let her pay triple the fee and kick out two other students. Space is a premium, a single bed, a double decker and a regular closet divided into three sections fitted in a room no bigger than fourteen by eleven feet. I did not even notice if there are any study desks. If there is, they must be mini desks.
I am very thankful she was accepted. With the low tuition there is no need for her to take a study loan. She will be one of the few graduates in a few years' time that will be debt free. Primitive as her living conditions will be, she will be a lot more comfortable than the children in any refugee camps. If she can live in harmony in such an environment with two room mates, chances are she would do well with any difficult co-workers in the future.
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