I was in Std.3. Do u remember those hot days in school just after lunch.
U just had lunch and were from playing football in the scorching sun.
We had one Science teacher who would torture us during his afternoon lessons.
He would walk into class and ask us to open the windows so that fresh air can enter.
He then would remove a cold half litre sprite soda. Saizo we are all thirsty and craving for that soda. As the lesson progressed he would take sips from the soda and every time he would belch and then make a sound like aaaaaaaaaaaaaargh yaani to show us vile soda imeingia vizuri.
That was mental torture to most of us. A fourty minute mental torture and if it was a double lesson that would be 80mins of torture.
Why would a fully grown man want to feelisha class 3 kids?I met him today and remembered that ordeal. I asked him why he did that and he just laughed.
Mine was a Mr Maina swahili oaf, class six to eight… .Brare fuu ilipenda sprite kuliko marks zetu Za insha
Iko siku I had to tow the mzee from a trench akiwa kwa hio 120y in 2014
Yangu ilikuwa a dimmed one called oyier . This mf would eat mkate nusu ya Broadways na stoney mbele yetu… angetuchapa kiboko ya cyprus then take another load of his food before he canes someone else …I hated this fellow dimmed one
It is funny how teachers have a lasting effect on our lives. My all time favourite was Mrs Gitucha (RIP) who used to come to class with loads of Patcos. Whoever answered a ‘hard’ question correctly got one.
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(I won’t say who always went away with half the packet coz that would be bragging - and I am rather notorious for that, I gather)[/SIZE]