PETER BOL MAGUETH KUEK’S LIFE STORIES

MY DREAM WILL SHINE SOON!!!

Introduction:
My name is Peter Bol Magueth Kuek from Bieh Payam, Mayom county
unity State.
Was born in 1982, Dhorkan village Nyang GaatGaak. Am second born
child after my sister Nyachar, and before Geng and Nyatot Magueth
the last-born sister.

My Education Narrative Essay

Ever since I began my education back October in 1994, Toch Ngieni
Primary School I knew I was able to grasp new concepts quickly. I
was recognized by most of my teachers as “perfect” Pupil. I
maintained the number one throughout the years. I was respectful
and interested in school. Since I was a quick learner, I would usually
tend to do my assignments before anybody else in class. This soon
led to boredom and lack of motivation in school. My grade two
teacher, Mr. Peter Mathak Matiok Nhial, noticed how incredibly bored
I was in class and urged me and my parents to have a parent-teacher
meeting. Seeing how my mother worked in that same school we had
the conference right after school. It was a rather short conference.
Mr. Peter told us that he believes I should finish the rest of the year
in the third grade. “I’ll think about it,” said my mother and father.

Personal Narrative: How Education Changed

My Life

In March 1997, my father died while I was in primary three, during

SPLA soldier recruited youth by force to join the liberations, I went to
hide my self with others ten boys in the thick forest of Malou Raar
where we fed with wild fruits, honey and fishes. After 3 months we
came back to the village and started caltivated with my mothers and
uncle Magueng Kuek, my elder uncle who took responsibilities after
my father’s death. However, in October 1997, the tradition
scarification was made and i was not interesting in that scarification
session, because i believe that forehead marking does not change
your characters you are born with. So, my other schoolmates about
94 boys went to Chotjaak; the Spiritual leader Gatkura Loang’s
village for scarification. I only left with John Mut Both Wich Nyuon
who was not interested like me in scarification session. Therefore,
elders came together with my uncle begged me to accepted
scarification because I was the only son and the elder boy for them.
No way, I accepted and put the condition that after this tradition
makeup i will go to study in Khartoum, and my elder uncle accepted
my condition ant told me to study Mechanic in Khartoum because he
was there in 1977-1980 as an Ostrich feather trader (seller).

However, in 1998, my condition was materialised due to my elder

uncle death in May 1998, and I was remained as head of the two
family. For sure I did not quite my school, but i had served the two
masters as head of the family and a school boy at the same time.

My Mothers told me””.

1. Many are the plans in a man’s heart, but it is the Lord’s purpose that
prevails (Proverb 19-21)
2. A men’s steps are directed by the Lord. How then can anyone understand
his steps (Proverb 20-24)
3. A simple man believes any things, but a prudent man gives thought to his
steps (Proverb 14-15)

In 1999 I was a person who was unsure about all the aspects of my
life. I felt as if life had no meaning to it. I was afraid of what the
future held for me since it never seemed to be clear to me. I had no
education goals whatsoever; I was extremely unmotivated to
succeed in life. I never valued anything that I had, that being the love
my family and friends gave me and all the personal belongings that
my parents provided me with. Although, I had it all I continued being
an ungrateful and selfish person. It was as if I viewed my life in a
negative way. I enrolled in Primary Five at Juba Center (Primary)
school in 1999. Later to Abraham Primary School where i completed
Primary Six and Seven. I went further and joined National Center for
Adult Education as Primary Eight pupil, but it was hard to pay school
fees during that time (2001).

Moreover, I left school and worked with an Arab businessperson who

sale mini cars in Bhari Khartoum where I managed to save some
money for my education. In May 2002, I was accepted at Comboni
Sister School in Bhari Khartoum for primary eight where I worked
hard and focus on school, during first term examination I was among
the Best Ten students out of (460 students). This was the time where
school management paid remaining balance of my school fee. The
year 2003 was a colourful to me and my colleagues who work harder
to cross the River Nile to Secondary schools in Khartoum.

In May 2003, I came to South Sudan to visit my Parents. One month

after my visit, my parents told me get marry any lady of my choice
and in June 20, 2003, Angeline Nyegai Majang Gatwic became my
first wife among the very beautiful ladies in the areas. She gave birth
to a baby boy, Wecnyang Peter Bol on 11/6/2004 after i went back to
Khartoum. Again, in Khartoum I went to Friendship Secondary School
in Bhari Khartoum in 2004, and in 2005 I went to ST. Augustine
Secondary School for Sudan School Secondary Certificate where
things were interrupted by the death of Dr. John Garang on August
30, 2005. I came to Unity State and applied for teaching job as
Primary Teacher at Ruath Brain Trust Primary School where I spent 4
years teaching.

In 2010, I went to Bentiu and completed my secondary school and in

2013, I was admitted to Rumbek University of Science and
Technology which was interrupted by 2013 conflict. As the situation
became worst, I went to Khartoum Sudan and enrolled in Microsoft
Certified System Expert at APTECH Computer Education.

Nevertheless, I came back to South Sudan and worked with

Humanitarian in Bentiu POCs for more than 5 years.

Now In 2020, I am a person who is dedicated to pursuing an

education that will lead me to the career of my choice which is
Business Administration. I am now extremely grateful for everything I
have in my life and most importantly the bond that I now have with
the knowledge and skills I got from studies.

Personal Narrative: My College Education

Catholic University of South Sudan is a place where students have
the freedom to grow, learn about themselves, and enjoy life. In all my
years of school there was always someone looking over my shoulder,
interjecting their opinions, or spoon-feeding me the answers. I want
my college education to be my own. Taking ownership of my
education is a large responsibility, but I am mature enough to handle
the challenge. The collaborative atmosphere of Catholic University,
where students work with, instead of against, one another, will give
me the guidance and support I need to figure out the best
educational path for myself.…

Personal Narrative Essay: The First Day of My

Life
I expected less and less of myself as time went on. I repetitively
used the excuse that I was competing against the smartest students
in the city, and that not doing well was to be expected. These low
expectations caused my grades to plummet, and with my grades, my
self-confidence fell too. By the time I was a sophomore, I was on the
verge of failing all my classes. I fell into a state where I believed that
I couldn’t do anything with my life and there was nothing that I could
do to change it. This toxic mindset bled into the other aspects of my
life, inside and outside of school. My social life was non-existent and
my relationship with my family deteriorated to a point where I almost
decided to run away from school.

Personal Narrative: My Educational Goals

I started my educational goals just like every other student. I
graduated from high school with the ideal that I would accomplish
my goals within a short amount of time. I would become rich and live
happily ever after. I graduate top of my class and assumed that I
would go straight to college to purse my dreams. Although I did not
have a defined idea of what I wanted to do in life, I always wanted to
help people. After graduating from high school, I attended vocational
training to purse a diploma in computer. I found myself interested
and shortly after completed my course in computer. I decided that
computer course alone was not for me. Therefore, I obtained a full-
time job and put my educational goals behind. Working for several
years at SUDD/GPOC.

Essay On My Educational Experience

As students there are various elements that affect our educational
experiences. Factors such as race, gender, class, power and
privilege have shaped our thoughts and views on school and learning.
Race has greatly influenced my experiences in school as well as in
society. Through the analysis of my own experiences, I have a
clearer understanding of the effects of these categories, especially
race and its impact in educational settings. My experiences as a
student have impacted my perceptions of teaching and have taught
me some key techniques I would need to incorporate in my own
classroom with my students.

My Educational Autobiography
Bachelor’s degree in business administration at Catholic University
of South Sudan. I Attend Primary school at Comboni Sister School in
Bhari Khartoum. My post-secondary School was Friendship and
Mayom T. Union was the school I completed Secondary school
Certificate. My current level of education is I have a Primary school
Certificates and in Early Childhood Development. The special
educational experiences that I have had in terms of special schools,
programs, or studies is that I have 14 years in teaching. Education
contributed to my development as a professional educator because it
allows me to become knowledge in how to care for students and
what it takes to assistance in education them.

It was terrible memory and it made me feel depressed for that time. I
experienced the failure, which I spent one month studying and I put
myself into the knowledge, but I felt disappointed and regretful for
my most important exam in my life. I saw most students were
working hard, but I stopped writing and fell into doubt because of one
question. It made me anxious and blank. Unfortunately, I failed the
exam and let believable people disappointed. I had thought about
giving up. At that time, I was staying at a small and gloomy room for
a few days. As a result of my family and friend’s advice and I
considered long time, I decided to strive a few months and check the
final effects. I opened the light and took out all books. The books
covered the bed and me. I forgot everything and my eyes stared at
the words and numbers never moved. I rarely leave this room and put
down books and pens. My family always persuaded me to go outside
to relax. However, I just like integrating with room. Many people
asked me why you insisted on this school. You already failed the first
exam for applying this school, you could change your minds. But I
ignored them and continued working. I promised to them I will be
successful for applying satisfactory schools. A few months later, I
was so excited and unbelievable to hear the news that I did good job
in the exam. I can not wait to forward the gate of school. Through
this I learned a sense of what kind of effort will be what kind of
reward, life is fair for.

Example Of My Educational Journey

The beginning of my education starts through Lower Primary, Upper
Primary school, and high school. In the beginning of primary, I was a
very shy and scared little boy, I did talk to anyone in my class the
first day. I didn’t know what was going on most of the time in class,
but this kept me from learning because I didn’t ask many questions
or ask the teacher for help. This carried out for many years
practically through 6th grade. I was I afraid of asking questions in
class in front of students, I really had a lack of learning through
Lower primary and not many friends to help me through everything.
In Upper Primary school it was not really the same because I started
to open up a little more and ask questions in class.

Narrative Essay On Stress

Many people didn’t see me as smart, compared to my classmates
was the year that I was going to prove them wrong. This, goal that I
wanted to achieve, coupled along with trying to decide what I was
going to study the following year and getting into a degree at the
university of my choice was the root of my stress. At the end of
Secondary I didn’t do very well and by June I wasn’t yet accepted
into any university. I started to get worried and stressed because
some of my classmates were already accepted at the time, the
pressure began to mount. My parents tried to keep me calm and
support me; telling me to keep the faith and study, God will provide.
As trial examinations came closer and closer the anxiety started to
take over and I began to fall ill, my doctor said that it was just a mild
flu, probably due to stress and that I should not worry about it and a
few days later I was as fit as a fiddle. I remember going in to write
my final exams the anxiety, the nervousness was a lot. I always felt
like I didn 't know the work and I always avoided talking to people
because they would ask questions about the exams and I wouldn’t 't
be able to answer the question because even though I studied I am
just unable to say the work only write it down and not being able to
say the work made me feel as though I don’t know it which made me
stress. I could barely sit still throughout all the exams, because in
my head I knew that these exams would determine my entire future.
I guess that is what drove me to work extra hard it was kind of a
motivation, it put me under enough pressure to let me succeed. I
learnt a great deal about…