Acting somewhat as a filter, academic registration at Fort Hare University sits, like a toad, in the path to success. Guaranteed to filter anyone who is wavering. If you aren't convinced that short of civil war, or a nuclear disaster, you will be studying, you haven't got a chance.Neccessary attributes: patience, with a hint of street smarts and a high tolerance for beaurocracy.
On a positive, the registration process did facilitate a rather awkward reunion. Apparently a 3 year gap is a standard for people who decide they need to study further, and I met up with a couple of old classmates having a second go. Unfortunately 3 years is also long enough for people to put on weight, change their hairstyles and to make absolute identification tricky at times. Much staring and awkward hellos ensued.
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