Days of our lives
Recently, during 1 of those quiet nites when u travel back in time & review yo life, I travelled back 2 my high skool days. I attended Busoga College Mwiri for all 6 yrs of my high skool. Personally, I didn't cause much trouble apart from drawing funny cartoons 4 the teacher 2 find and making fun of skool prefects when they weren't looking. (BTW Mwiri is where I 1st met Andrew Mwenda - he used 2 read news clips 4 us every morning @ assembly and started the school's bulletin 2 which I contributed a few articles. He was ahead of me by about 5 yrs).
But my friends were naughtier. I had so many naughty friends but 1 I can't particularly 4get was Philip. He woz 1 year ahead and he really epitomised wakayima/ichuli tricks (cunningness). If u have been 2 a boarding skool, u know wot their 'balanced' diet means: Buugi 4 breakfast, posho/beans 4 lunch, ditto 4 supper. Believe me, when it is hot, u really wanna lie down after a lunch of bando (posho). Philip always succumbed to siestas in the dormitory and would knowingly be locked in when we left 4 afternoon lessons. Teachers and prefects never took kindly to him repeatedly missing rollcalls so he was always a wanted man. Somehow, he always slipped away just when they wanted 2 punish him - I am sure that guy had that so called sixth sense.
One day, the teachers & prefects had had enough. They learnt that he hides in the dormitory so they raided it 1 afternoon and tried 2 catch him. But he was ready. When he heard them approach, he donned his skool uniform and hid behind a bed near the door. When they unlocked the door and marched straight to his bed which was some distance away from the door, he slid out and promptly reported to the school dispensary. He convinced the nurse 2 give him bed rest (admit him) and that is where the search party found him an hour later. He was 'clearly' ill - throwing up & all...
He was soon back 2 his old self. So, the prefects raided the dormitory again and put a guard @ the door. This time he locked him self up in his locker and stayed still. Our lockers were designed 2 lock only from outside but unknown 2 all of us, he had redisigned his locking system so he could lock himself in & it would appear the locker was locked from outside (we used padlocks). Don't ask me how he did it. Eventually some snitch gave him away so he dropped that trick too.
The next time they came 4 him, he jumped through a window and headed for the washrooms. His pursuers followed him and surrounded the washroom. This time, they believed, they had him. A few of them went in2 the washroom 2 get him. They looked everywhere but couldn't find him and so they gave up. Kumbe the guy was hiding in the water tank in the ceiling! Someone had climbed up and checked out this tank but could not c Philip coz he had calmly gone under water and held his breath (commando/ninja style) until the searcher was convinced there was only water in the tank...
I wonder wot Philip is doing now. I have met so many old boys recently (most of them responsible members of society in UG, UK, US and many other places) but none seems 2 know where he is. Perhaps he is still up 2 his old games...