Living with Integrity by Okuku Fatima

First off, let me remind you that I'm a village teacher of which I taught my students about integrity and then I felt a need for the society to also know what integrity entails..... Now integrity proper, integrity means doing the right thing at all times and in all circumstances, whether or not anyone is watching you. It takes having courage to do the right thing no matter what the consequence would be. Building a reputation of integrity takes years but it takes only a second to lose, so never allow yourself to ever do anything that would damage perhaps tarnish your image.

I have found out that we are presently in a world where we seldom talk about integrity and that's another reason why I'm here, here are very few attributes of a person of integrity; to be a person of integrity your words has to match your deeds, root yourself in moral foundation, always look for positive and shun the negative at all times, you should resist temptation, I mean you shouldn't fall into temptation however, do not be selfish, participate in active accountability groups partner with progressive funds and not destructive ones, honour commitment and always keep to promises as it is only one who fulfil promises that is a person of integrity, be truthful because whoever careless with the truth in small matters cannot be trusted with important ones.

Living with integrity simply means not settling for less than what you know you deserve in your relationships with the people you find around you. Asking for what you want and need from others, speaking the truth even though it might create conflict or tension. Behaving in ways that are in harmony with your personal values, making choices based on what you believe. As a person of integrity you do the right thing knowing that nobody is going to know whether or not you did it. Saying one thing and doing another would be contradicting who you really should be. And then again there is no better test of a man's integrity than his behaviour when he is wrong.

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