You know how boarding schools are: early morning wake-up calls, strict schedules, and rules that seem endless. Surprisingly, that structure left a mark on me. As I walked out of Bungoma High School on 21st April, I carried with me lessons in resilience. Looking back, those qualities have become the foundation of how I approach life beyond the school gates.
Some memories are hard to forget. The routine, and of course, “njera”, our nickname for the ever-present meal of maize and beans. When I first joined in 2017, I didn’t understand the hype, but over time it became more than food. It was part of our shared experience, a symbol of camaraderie. Oddly enough, I grew to like it.
Bungoma High Gates
Now, as I stand at the beginning of a new chapter, I feel grateful for the discipline, the friendships, and the experiences. The road ahead is uncertain, but the journey so far has prepared me to face it with confidence.
Lets see how it goes...
