Lenana High School, Nairobi
Aquinas High School, Nairobi
Nairobi School, Nairobi
By Lenana High School, Nairobi
MKANDA Habib
My name is Habib and I am 17. Actually I am called Michael Habib Mkanda but most of my friends call me “the Number 1 Stunner”, that I really can not explain why but I kind of think it’s due to the way I get things done around them both in school and also back at home from where I hail. While in school I get up at about 5.00 am during the normal school week (that is from Monday to Friday) but that does not mean I follow the school program to the fullest because you see, I’m lazy at times, since I’m in a boarding school and my parents aren’t around to push me around like it was way back in primary school ! After waking up I go and take a cold shower which scares all the sleep the hell out of my body. After that I dress up then I go and do some sweeping on the school’s roads which is part of the community work which is done by the juniors (form ones and twos) who work mainly in the houses and do clean up there. The community work lasts until 6.00 am when we all proceed for breakfast in the dining hall. Here is where all the drama about our school begins : we are served with three slices of really frail bread which can barely satisfy the monkeys which hang around in the trees. Incidentally some of my friends end up missing their share of the ‘scrumptious meal’ and some of them swing blows towards each other. Breakfast ends at 6.30 where we all proceed for morning preps after collecting books from the houses and move up school where I sleep right through it all since I am feeling all tired and sleepy. At 7.30 we proceed for morning devotion in the school’s main chapel. Here most of the students’ hear nothing from the preacher since they’re sleeping right through the exercise ! As for me I concentrate a lot since I am a staunch Christian. At 8.00 we proceed for classes and learn right through it until 10.10 when we go for the morning break until 10.40 then we report for the second half of the lessons which run up to 12.50 pm and then we proceed for lunch. We have rice and bean stew for lunch that according to me is very boring. We then go back up to school for the last bit of the learning and this actually according to my opinion should have better been removed because only a very small percentage of us really listen during this time of the day. Finally when this all comes to an end at 4.35 pm then my favorite part of the day begins although it’s kind of late in the evening. I go to the house then change into my games kit and proceed for rugby. The practice session is interesting and also the most popular game in the school. This runs till 6.30 pm and then I go back to the house (I am in Kinyanjui houses), take a shower then rush for supper at about 6.45 where we have the meal of meat and Irish potatoes stew and ugali (the meal consumed by most people in this sides of the globe). At about 7.00 we all proceed for the night preps and here almost everyone is serious at least until 9.00 and you should get to know why this is my favorite time of the day : it is because although electronics are banned in the school I have a mini-transistor radio we call ‘palito’ which I listen to get to know which song and musicians are doing well on the charts (cause I really love music of all genres and languages). The day of course won’t go as my typical day should be at least if we don’t have someone being made a laughing stork of the school actually I’ve gotten my share dosage of this when for instance I was told that “You so rich that even when you were given birth to instead of crying since that was very awkward to your rich folks you vibrated like a Nokia 2100”. Finally the academic work comes to an end for a short while at least (of course it’s natural for human being to be lazy). We all head for the houses to retire to bed at 10.00 pm unless there's some special ceremony like someone's birthday when we wash them using very dirty and stinky water and rejoice for their birthday, from there on I change into my pajamas and then occasionally jot a mail (not an electronic one) to my parents and friends in Kenya and also overseas because this is my hobby. The day ends in a high mood when we talk to my buddies and then retire to bed. I fill my diary sometime in the day and not necessarily at night and then my day ends nice and slow although it’s just what I come across in this boarding school. Cheers !
By Aquinas High School, Nairobi
Edrins NGANGA
Sammy GACHUHI
Eric RUGA
Mohammed OSMAN
5.00 am : Wake up, says a prayer.
5.30 am : Attend the morning preps despite the cold weather.
6.40 am : Attend breakfast, which comprise of tea and bread with margarine.
7.15 am : Go for assembly in which the scouts lead the National Anthem and the Principal gives a short speech.
8.00 am : Attend the morning classes, which comprise of 4 lessons.
10.40 am : Break time. We go for a snack, which pushes as up to lunchtime.
11.00 am : Attending midday lessons, which are 3 in number.
1.00 pm : Lunch time. Oh ! The most active session in school.
2.00 pm : Attend the afternoon session, which end at 4.00 pm.
4.10 pm : Go for afternoon preps or for clubs and societies meeting. I am a member of the scout club.
5.10 pm : The day ends. I do a little exercise and prepare for supper.
6.00 pm : Suppertime. Another active session compromising of eating and telling stories.
7.00 pm : Serious evening preps till 10.00 pm.
10.30 pm : I prepare to sleep and my day ends.
My days in school are planned as in a timetable !
Dennis KIMANTHI
My name is Dennis Kimanthi. I am usually woken up by my table watch, which rings exactly at 5:00 am. I don’t feel like waking up, but because of school, I have to. First I say a shot prayer to my creator, thanking him for yet another day of life. Afterwards I tidy up my bed for about 10 to 15 minutes. I take a cool shower which I find disgusting but I have to. Back in my room I put on my uniform. The uniform is a black trouser, a white shirt, a green pullover, a tie with navy blue and red with a little black, a pair of black socks and a pair of black shoes. Then I go to the kitchen and have breakfast comprising of a cup of hot soy drink and a “mandazi” (semi-sweet flat doughnut).
I take my bag and money (bus fare and pocket money) and I say goodbye to my mother by giving her a kiss. And then off I go. By the time I arrive at the bus stop it is about 6:00 am. Mostly I find a “matatu” (the most common means of transport), readily available. Then the tormenting journey to the city centre begins, the usual charge is Ksh20 per head from our home in South-C to the city centre. Lucky me if I do not get a traffic snull up which always makes me reach school late. In 10-15 minutes I am already at the city centre and by that time it’s already saturated with people going to their various places of work and pupils going to their schools.
I then board a matatu number 23, 58, 10 or 33/34 which drops me at a bus stop next to our school. It’s a 2 minutes walk to the school gate that has Aquinas High School on it. It’s roughly 7:00 am. Then I get into the class. It’s preps time, so I get out a book of selected choice and start revising. The bell for lessons to begin rings at 8:00 o’clock and the teacher of the first lesson enters the class. He/She greets us and begins the lesson. After it’s over the teacher of the next lesson enters and the same routine continues for the rest of the day. After every three lessons, there is a break. I usually go to the canteen, buy a mandazi and eat as I chat with my friends. I still do not know how the 20 minutes go by ! But I have to go back to class for my next three lessons until lunch time. I take my meal card and go to queue; after it is marked, I am served. I take my meal after which I go to the library for a little study. The bell for going back to classes rings. We go in for another three more lessons. At exactly 4:00 pm, a short break for ten minutes follows. We go back to class for prep. I smile broadly to mark the end of the long tiresome time at school.
Now it’s my time to choose what to do. Stay at school and do any activity I feel like or go home. If I leave school early I get home at around 6 to 7:00 pm. I take another shower after which I eat my delicious supper prepared the African way. If I have any homework I do it, if I don’t have any I revise a little and then I read the bible and say a prayer and retire for the night. With the thoughts, “tomorrow will just as fine a day as today…”, I find myself in a peaceful sweet dream.
By Lenana High School, Nairobi
Patrick O.N
Renson M
Joel M
I wake up at five in the morning, take a cold bath and prepare myself for the day activities. Sometimes it is stressful to wake up that early in the morning since we are used to wake up late when at home. We rush to the dining hall at around six, get our cup of tea and bread before six forty five. Prep starts at seven and we get down to books till 07:30. We head for the school chapel, which is a state of the art building. We have morning prayers followed by speeches from various teachers including the school’s principal. We then sing hymns of praise to the Almighty for a prosperous day. Word of encouragement from the school chaplain. We say a prayer then head back to class. Class lessons start. Teachers like giving us too much work. Students think that is some form of punishment but all in all the roots of education are bitter but the fruits are sweet. A marathon of seven lessons then we go for lunch. Afternoon lessons are the most boring sessions due to the hot temperatures and satisfaction of our stomachs. At time, it seems like the teacher is singing a lullaby. Lessons end at 16:00. Games time is the most anticipated time of the day, guess why ? Because we are sure of playing the staple game of the school : rugby. Playing rugby is the best thing that has ever happened in our lives. We are the U-18 rugby champions, at some point the IRB (international rugby board) requested us to participate in one of their tournaments. I recall once in the final of U-18 championship at kick off, the ball was kicked at me, I received it, ran straight at my opponents hitting them one by one, breaking one of their shoulders (too bad) only to realize that I had reached the try box. That was one of the best tries in the history of rugby ! Evening prep starts at 19:00 and ends at 22:00.Then we go to sleep.