If you had the privilege/disadvantage (depending on your perspective) of studying in a Kenyan high school, then you know it is not for the weak.
In my high school, there was a cook nicknamed ‘daddy’. I think it was because he was old, I don’t know. So that morning, he’s in the kitchen making 10 am tea as usual. He was passing through to the other side so he walked over the sufuria and guess what! His gumboot fell into the tea. I know, I know, but here’s the funny part. He casually took the gumboot out of the sufuria and drained the tea back into that very sufuria. It is by heaven’s grace that we are not dead yet and the way so many people claimed that the tea that day was amazing. Had to be daddy’s boot.
My point is that Kenyan high schools could literally be a death sentence. The sanitary conditions are more so Wanting. The toilets are kienyeji style. (of course, I’m talking about latrines) and half the time, they are unclean. The kitchens! (here comes a series of wuuehs). They are infested with some creepy crawlers and let’s not even get into the food. If the githeri does not have stones in it, it has a ton of weevils! Mind you getting that githeri itself was like world war 3. (honestly, whoever made githeri a staple in high school should be stoned, just saying). Then, as if you haven’t had enough, you are supposed to wake up at 4 am and sleep at 10 pm (that is if you are not extending because of exams).
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The list is endless really. Personally, high school was like the military. So lucky are you if you went to those 1st class high schools, where everything was nice, sweet cheese and candy. But if you are like me who went to the ‘military’, hurray! I celebrate you shujaa!
