KCPE COMPOSITION WRITTEN BY A CANDIDATE FROM NYAKEMINCHA PRIMARY SCHOOL. was this pupil serious? I was asleep. The jogoo shouted three times, opened one eye and left the other to sleep abit. I was wishing I had slep twith my uniforms putted on, but I realised if wishes were chickens beggars would been layin eggs.I woke up with only one eye open and I was looking where the karai was put I wash my face. I found some cotton which I used to burn the jiko and cook achai without milk called sturungi. I drank the sturungi haphazardy and hurriendily with a big piece of kiugali which had remained at night. I put on my uniforms and then I painted myself,with fat and because there was no kiwi I had to paint myshoes with fat too.I took a paperbag put books and biros then ran my everything, I beated the first corner hardly then as I was beating the second corner I heard the schoolbell cry ncgririrnkngrirririririnckgrrrirrrrr!! ! I knewn im late. When I reached the gate!! You don’t want to know!! Mr Mogaka was standing at the gate with abig black nyahunyo. I was so afraid that I almost urinated. I was asked “why are you late? I said “makaa was poured with water at night” teacher asked “ what has that to do with you coming to school late” I told him “ the jiko was late to burn so it delayed cookin strong tea’ he said that is no excuse!!Touch your toes!! I started to remove my shoes so I can touch the toes but he told me I just meant bend,he gave me the first nyahunyo on my buttocks,,hehe it was as hot as a boiling water, I dried that one, he gave me the second one pap!! This one was much hotter n started hearing t ocry,when the third one was given to me I heard somuch pain that I touched my buttocks, the teacher said “ you have erased that one!! I will have to give you another one!! When I was given the fourth nyahunyo, tears started getting out of my eyes,uncontoullably,, th teacher said,”You removing tears for who!! I don’t want to see even a smell of tear, ran to class and don’t late tomorrow. My buttocks as I went to class were hearing as if sitting in a burning jiko.. I dried the tears because my classmate would laugh at me for crying.When I entered class I walked slowly to my desk and when I tried to sit it was so pain I could not seet. So I seeted on air above my chair holding my desk. From that day I sweya I will never come to school late again even if the makaa was poured on water!!!. Rk
Posted on: Fri, 15 Nov 2013 07:37:29 +0000
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