Skip to main content

MALIVANI II

By
 
 
 
Today it wasn't normal at my house. It was the D day. My day. My bags packed with my NEW everything and a wooden 'box' as the school requested.
 
And there I was, making faces to my brother, laughing at him that he didn't have any new things as I had.
He just starred as if to say "woiye baby sis I just wish you knew what awaits you"
But I didn't care, I was going to UKAMBANI school, with my new SHOES. I'm going to beat them all in exam, those kamba kids. Exam results was my pride, more so in Mathematics. So I'm going to show them. I kept telling myself.
 
 
The whole ride from Wote town, where I put on my NEW uniform on, was silent. Not one word was spoken. We all kept our thoughts to ourselves until we came to a stop.
That's when I realised we were parked outside the school's gate. I turned to my parents just to confirm they are going to sleep in the school compound too and they did. Bingo! I had totally nothing to worry about.
 
BETTER YOUR BEST the school motto
 
 
I felt a rush of excitement as we pulled into the parking stall. I then grabbed my luggage quicker than you could say kangaroo and headed towards the school.
We walked towards the school and I was impressed. The school was a square shape and huge. The dorms were separate from the classes. They had some beautiful well done green grass on say projected areas, I think for learning purposes. There were maps on it. Made of clay.
And so I realised it's then that I was having a good look at the school than earlier when I had come for the interview.
 
 
We headed towards the Administration block.
A plump lady in a blue dress stood at the front desk. She was the school matron. She packed out my belongings for inspection to confirm I had everything intact.
After a short chit chat at the headmaster's office, he handed me to the school matron as my parents bid me goodbye remaining behind. It didn't add up to me as I knew I'd see them later.
 
 
I was taken to the dormitory and introduced to my new bed. Crap! I only knew of double deckers but these were triple ones!!! How did the centre one manage? None of my business though since I was given the bottom one. At a corner.
She then took me to my class. I sat at the very behind desk. With a boy! This sitting arrangement though. His name? Kariuki. Phewx! Kumbe not all of them were kambas. Good thing. I thought to myself.
 
 
A bell rang and it was the supper time where i didn't bother myself as I was already full from my usual, fries.
Back to class for night preps that ended at 9.00pm, which I cannot account for.
 
 
I went to the school matron. "I want to wish my parents goodnight now before I go to sleep."
Ha ha ha! Please lemme just laugh here. Say goodnight to my folks? In person? At a boarding school? In UKAMBANI? Did I even understand the whole concept about boarding schools?

Her face went blurr for a second then murmered something like, "nikanaata na kana kaa mbaituni?!"
You wonder why i remember? Because I'm KAMBA too.
 
 
SASA KUMEKUCHA!!!

how cute the grass looks

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

DRY WINE

By
When someone tells you they are experiencing dry spell, it simply means they have just realized they haven't had sex in a while and want to change that probably because they think you are the best option they could have.  So run, and run fast. Well, unless you want to hit or be hit by it. Haha!  Well well well, public opinion is extremely a mutable thing. we can go out to feel pretty We all know that you are most likely to meet people through friends and friends of friends and that you also have to get yourself out there. we could choose to go with our boyfriends But bars and clubs seems to offer a better chance of getting noticed, flirting and touching to build sexual attraction more so short - term sexual goals. By the way, Would you get yourself into a relationship with someone you met in the club? Actually, I'd say you are too judgmental if you consider all the girls in the club to be sluts. ...
Post a Comment
Read more

SHOULD WE WAIT?

By
" Usifanye tabia mbaya" As a kid every time I asked permission from my folks to go out and play, that's what they would tell me. Sex in my time was referred to as tabia mbaya, you would know if you are among the late 80's and early 90's kids. (early 90's ends at 1993,tusibishane) " Genital sex is an expression of intimacy, not the means to intimacy. True intimacy springs from verbal and emotional communion. True intimacy is built on a commitment to honesty, love and freedom. True intimacy is not primarily a sexual encounter. Intimacy, in fact, has almost nothing to do with our sex organs. A prostitute may expose her body, but her relationships are hardly intimate." Alice Fryling. Remember THE BOLD AND THE BEAUTIFUL? It was the alarm for bed time. SMH it saddens that cartoons/animations nowadays have sexual scenes and the most targeted market is our kids. At age 7, during my elder sisters' birthday party (she was 19 at...
Post a Comment
Read more

EASTER FORBIDS SEX

By
MOLA ATUPE IMANI ZIUNGANE NYOYO ZETU There's so much about Easter I actually dunno what exactly to put across today. With this Easter I think it'll be the longest weekend ever in 2018. Kwanza with us being Kenyans kuna watu 'watakufa' on Thursday evening and 'wafufuke' on Tuesday, almost literally. The likes of kina Joe Muchiri - okay silly guts, just don't crucify me. 😂 ENGAGE IN PHOTOSHOOT With Easter and the 40 days lent period I think it's more of the same as Ramadhan period for the Muslims. We all know the Islamic calendar is based on the cycle of the moon. Now, why do Muslims celebrate Ramadhan? First of all, it is the ninth month of the Islamic calendar.  And it is believed to be the month the first revelation of the Quran to the prophet Muhammad to have taken place so... During the Ramadhan period, Muslims abstain from eating, drinking, smoking, sex and are only allowed to eat very early in the morning before sunrise and in...
Post a Comment
Read more