Ants Story

 

Ants story

At the University of Namibia, where I was pursuing my Bachelor of Education (Hon) at the time, I met a man named Kakeeja Rutjindo. He went by the name "the delayed academic," and although he appeared to be a quiet man, he was anything but. Ask Chief David Tjimuhiva of Omakange about his friendship with everyone to learn more about his positive quality. You can ask our cherished mother Dina Tjimuhiva about this man's short fuse if you want to know. Being a psychologist by nature, I dealt with him in a variety of settings on the campus, including the academic hall, dining hall, and other hangout spots.

 

He once interrupted Dr. Lukas Julius while he was asking us to give him time so the class could ask questions. He said, "No, you stop that lady, she's wasting our time." Omukuenda zohindja kotjinyo mbwae. I must stop Mr. Rutjindo so that we can allow the class to ask questions because I have been a student at the university for a long time and because Dr. Lukas Julius, who was my age, was the best lecturer.

There is no such thing as a stupid question, but the woman who asked Mr. Rutjindo that day proved that to be false. I am familiar with the woman by her name; she was a close friend of mine, and I am aware that she asked that question on purpose because I used to press them with difficult inquiries.

Our best lecturers were Dr. Lukas Julius and Dr. Enos Simasiku, who were then known as Mr. Julius and Mr. Simasiku. I used to meet them in Windhoek, and they are great friends of mine. Academic life is the best life ever.

That was only an introduction; I'll get to the main story now. In our first year at the University, this man told me a story about ants. After finishing his education, this man returned to Opuwo and began working as a teacher at the lovely I.K. Tjimuhiva Combined School, which is located in the Omusati region and where I went to primary school. The man was a smart student or you could say he is an A student and received an award at UNAM during those years. However, after that, he never returns to Windhoek. He only came back to Windhoek to come and register for his postgraduate this year 2023. This year, he reminded me of the ant story as we were traveling to UNAM. The man is a storyteller, and once you start listening to him, you won't want to stop.

 

He claimed that there is no distinction between humans and ants and that ants behave according to their colour—black ants behave like people of colour of that colour, and brown ants behave similarly to those of that colour. He has highlighted many points, but today I'd like to focus on a few of them.

Don't miss the rest of the story tomorrow…