My miseries at Alliance High School.

I remember that day well, that dull morning. I remember the somber weather, the gloomy trees as we drove down the road from the pitiable town of Kikuyu. I remember the feeling I had; I felt this was the crowning of my auspicious achievements in Primary school. I barely noticed when we arrived; it all looked like we were driving through a forest until I saw the rusty blue and white gate; ALLIANCE HIGH SCHOOL, Strong to Serve. That was it; I was ushered into a ‘tubeiros’, a slave ship.

I arrived at around ten, the first thing I saw was the deformed school bus, the school bus at Alliance had a name, she was Priscilla, Priscilla is the kind of name that they gave to Ugly women who had pointed noses and possibly ate children. I remember my thought when I saw that bus, the bus made me imagine “They Have found Noah’s ark”. The bus was a bad omen, I was cursed.

I arrived at around ten, the first thing I saw was the deformed school bus, the school bus at Alliance had a name, she was Priscilla, Priscilla is the kind of name that they gave to Ugly women who had pointed noses and possibly ate children. I remember my thought when I saw that bus, the bus made me imagine “They Have found Noah’s ark”...I remember seeing bemused boys walking hurriedly to loot the dining hall of a concoction of milk mixed with water and tea leaves, this they called “brew” and it really was an illicit brew possibly made from human milk.

I remember seeing bemused boys walking hurriedly to loot the dining hall of a concoction of milk mixed with water and tea leaves, this they called “brew” and it really was an illicit brew possibly made from human milk. I remember seeing people run away from the dining hall a few minutes later. I was terrified, these boys were rushing in so desperately and now they were running away from the dining hall! Welcome To Alliance High School.

When you first enter Alliance high school you diminish, Alliance high school inculcates a hopeless feeling of insignificance. In Alliance high school you mean nothing and you don’t matter, you are nobody; you are just another inmate, another victim of merit. These were my impressions before I even got out of my father’s car.

Alliance high school was the biggest mistake of my life; I was never cut out for its culture and ostentation. Alliance high school was never meant for people like me. Alliance was meant for people who had grown up on breakfast cereal and chocolate, I had grown up on Bananas and Porridge, white sugarless porridge to be precise. Alliance was for people who lived in Karen not people from obscure residences in Nakuru. I had lived in a ghetto for nearly half my life and there I was in the midst of people who had lived in opulence. From the first day, I was a misfit in Alliance high school. How could the son of a pedestrian ever belong in the land of those with fat pockets? How could the son of a pedestrian who had grown up playing in the streets mingle with people who had play stations? I heard of the X box for the first time in Alliance high school. As I said, In Alliance high school you are insignificant. Alliance high school had its owners and I was just an intruder. Wait for more confessions of my miseries in this Godless school.