They Had Already Decided How Far I Would Go
I remember sitting in a conversation one day with a group of people, and somehow the topic of university degrees came up. You know how these conversations can go. Someone mentions a university, someone else mentions another, and before you know it, everyone suddenly becomes an unofficial university ranking committee. Some of the people in that conversation had studied at Midlands State University. Others were from the University of Zimbabwe, and there were a few from the National University of Science and Technology. And then there was me, the Great Zimbabwe University girl. Except they didn't know that. I remember sitting there quietly, listening. The conversation slowly turned from discussing universities into discussing the value of the degrees that came from them. Which university was respected more? Which graduates were more likely to get jobs? Which institutions had better reputations? And then someone mentioned Great Zimbabwe University. I won't lie. I felt something in...