I was saying in my previous article on the subject of Self Definition, we arrive in this world with an original identity — then we spend the first half of our lives either abandoning it or letting others disabuse us out of it. This is because when growing up, we are surrounded by expectations -which may have little to do with who we really are. These expectations are held by people who are NOT trying to understand our perspectives, but to fit us into theirs!
In families, schools, workplaces, communities, we are trained to gain images of acceptability; this training is carried in social pressures, fears and pursuits. When you are done 'training', your original shape is deformed beyond recognition; we therefore, too often betray our true selves to gain the approval of others. That is not how 'it' works.
.. i will continue this later
Traditionally, Africans pass on an oral tradition, linking generations through the epochs of time - the past & the future. I started this blog in my first year at Makere University, as a feeble attempt book the discourse of my life & family, because it wasn't written anywhere, except folktales. This blog has stood the test of being ignored, change of blogging technology and questioning its very existence, but reading this stuff back to myself, I see why I'll keep it.
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