A Long Overdue Apology to Materi Girls, Class of 2002

Well, high school was interesting. Like prison, you had to fit in a group to survive.

The Religious lot. The Rich kids.The latter ran the show on Entertainment Saturdays.

The Ghetto rats - loved reggae and mostly did pot. Also won soccer tournaments.

The Bookworms spent hours wracking brains to win plastic trophies on Science Congress. Boring.

I belonged to the Hustler's Group. Notable trait is these were perennially short of pocket money.

We had to improvise, or starve to death. Boys' High schools in 2002 were nothing more than glorified boot camps.

One time, we visited Materi Girls - one of the leading missionary girl schools in Meru region (oddly, we referred to them as ‘The Virgins’).

I was a Literature symposium. It was as exciting as symposiums could be.

As the bookworms rained fire on hapless students...