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MALIVANI

 
 
 
"Nani anataka kwenda boarding school?"
My mother asked as we just sat there starring at her wondering what she meant by boarding school.
Oh! And so it happened I was the only one who didn't understand as my brother replied saying he would never to to boarding and if it reached a time for him to be in high school then my parents should be living in the neighbouring.
 
 
So now my parents turned to me with a warm smile, explained what it meant by boarding school. The fact that I'd leave behind my new friends, ( in case i forgot to mention, we were just a few months old in this town #80403 so i managed to pick out a few friends in the school i was at ), made me be hesitant.
"You will have new uniforms, new shoes, anything that you'll want you'll have it new" that's my father saying.
My brother just shook his head as if to pity me.
 
 
Mmmh...new shoes! I thought to myself. I've always wanted to have these bata toughees shoes that were trending in that time. This was my chance.
"Nataka bata toughees" I said happily.
And so that was it. I was in. Not knowing what i had gotten myself into.
 
 
School was just about to reopen for my 3rd term in standard 5.
 
 
Within a blink of an eye, we were there UKAMBANI! Makueni to be precise. In this school, Malivani A.I.C Boarding Primary School.
 
in my time, there was no school bus

 
The kids here seem happy, just like my former school. Well, I said former because I did not want to go back there, I wanted bata toughees, Hello!
It is my interview day. A math test is brought to me where i sat on a desk under a tree shade. It was easy. Math is my main. (Don't ask what happened) English was next and after, I see some lady bring me food.
 
Ha ha ha! Excuse me, but is this GITHERI!!! Githeri? Why? I had my parents around why would I stress myself out with it. I'd eat fries. And my final test was Kiswahili.
In an hour's time, we had the results and the headmaster, (wait, this you should know, is soooo huge I felt like an ant) told my parents that he'd be glad to have me enrolled in his school.

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