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MALIVANI II

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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

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