Rough Start Learning English
But before we could get to the point of communicating effectively, there were many hurdles a child from Munyeki had to overcome. Our teachers were mainly Kikuyus proudly…
Lets Sing Our National Anthem
Then we had to attend the school assembly every Friday and that meant we hoisted the flag and sang our beautiful national anthem in Swahili. Lord help us…
High School: Initial Shock
I had no idea how bad our English was until I traveled two hundred kilometers to my ‘home’ of the next six years – a high school deep…
A Strange New Name
Our turn came and I was asked my name. I said the two names I had always used for all my twelve years on this planet. They were…
High School: My Rock Bottom
Then came the classroom situation. My new school was like the United Nations. There were teachers from all over the world. There were British and Irish nuns with…
Unfair Education System
I think of my first term and year in high school and I recognize how unfair our education system was, still is in some areas. In the National…
How Do You Compete?
A student from this environment in OlKalou was now put in the same classroom with a student from a prestigious well equipped primary school, where their only focus…
Visiting Days and Half Terms
I drew comparisons for you earlier on how my urban classmates were visited by their sophisticated parents at high school and how my mother from OlKalou would compare.…
Facing Our “IMF” Father
When reporting to school, we all lined up in front of our parents, school fees structure paper in hand. Each of us received our exact amount of school…
The Longest Ride Home
From his business travels, my father sometimes happened to pass close to some of our schools on his way home to OlKalou. If it was closing day, he…