Wednesday 20 July 2016

SAME FOREST, DIFFERENT MONKEYS

Makueni Boys’ High School aka ‘Mitchez’ or ‘Mak B’ had always appeared to be a great school, churning out many A’s and being an epitome of discipline. In fact, other regional schools used to visit us for bench marking. 

Students at the School's Assembly Point   Photo Courtesy: MKBH Facebook
NO ONE SAW IT COMING
On 23rd September 2007, at about 6pm (It was a Saturday, barely a month to KCSE), a fellow Form Four whom I’m forever grateful to approached me and asked me quietly “Do you believe that there can be a strike in this school?”. I almost went like, are you crazy? No one would contemplate such a thing, I thought. Besides, the admin would have got wind of it a long time ago. So I said ‘NO’. I was WRONG, the guy had intel! Still, he told me be ready for anything. 
  
Makueni Boys' School Assembly Point/Staff Room   Photo Courtesy: MKBH Facebook
THE SIGNS HAD BEEN THERE ALL ALONG
That week, all bulbs in the Form 2 & 3 classes had mysteriously gone missing, no one raised an eyebrow. Not just that, pins had been removed from all FIRE EXTINGUISHERS in the school.
  

LESSON #1 School administrators should never take anything for granted.


Since the perpetrators could not gain access into Form 4 classes, they disconnected the power. They did it so well that technicians couldn’t trace where the problem was (I hope those guys are engineers now or something of the sort). Left with no choice, teachers took some students to the Assembly Hall, and others to the Laboratories and Dining Hall. They played right into the trap!


AND THEN IT HAPPENED! 

At around 8pm, smoke and fire engulfed Malinda dormitory, the furthest on the slope. By the time teachers were noticing, it was already too late. Then came the explosions (Remember the stolen bulbs? They were now being hurled into the windows, the impact producing loud explosions).

The Deputy Principal nicknamed ‘Mothos’ summoned everybody for a hurried roll call, hoping to catch the criminals. But surprisingly, everybody was in.

INCIDENT WAS DOWNPLAYED 

The next day, the Press and parents were all over the place. The Principal told them it was a small ‘electrical fault’ which would be sorted. New mattresses and other stuff were quickly purchased to keep students in school.



LESSON #2 If students want to go home, let them go. This may seem simplistic, but a school administration that appears to downplay the storm brewing inside may just shoot itself in the foot. Like the recent case of Malindi High. What would it cost a Minister to just close down schools? Or a Principal to tell students to go home? Ego, of course. But that could prevent damage to property, and God forbid, even loss of lives.


The School Logo   Courtesy: MKBH Facebook
As you can already predict, on the second day, all hell broke loose. Students went on the rampage, destroying window panes, and whatever could be broken into. They even broke into the staffroom, wrote nasty things on the board. I’m reliably informed that some notorious ones urinated on the walls, a nasty one maybe to ask the administration ‘mtado?’Anyway, to their credit, some students stole teachers’ textbooks so that they could revise at home!

SLEEPING ON THE COLD FLOOR 

Long story short, we took to the nearby forest after the police were called in. I don’t know how we ended up there, but we spent the night sleeping on the COLD FLOOR at the DC’s office in Wote.



After this, teachers had no option but to let us go home. WORD QUICKLY SPREAD to other schools. Not to be left behind, those students soon joined us at home, having successfully burnt their dormitories.

To this date, I’ve never really known the main reason for the strike. Oppression and caning by teachers, slapping by prefects topped the agenda, but there were also  issues of bad food, sijui school bus, exams, etc. It is now more than 8 years after the incident, and the reasons why students go on the rampage remain almost the same. 

Boys will always be boys. 


FOOTNOTE #1 I recently met a former student who supported the strike (he was in Form 2 then), and he doesn’t regret participating. Says it brought great change.

NB: This may not be the exact chronology of events. Old Boys, feel free to correct me where you can.


FOOTNOTE #2 That December, the country was plunged into Post Election Violence following the disputed results of the General Election. I know I may sound a bit paranoid, but I honestly hope and pray that this won’t be the case in 2017. Peace!

Ni mimi wenu, Mwangangi.

23 comments:

  1. Dude I remember that incident. I was a candidate at your sister school. There's more than meets the eye in these strikes

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    1. I'm reliably informed that some guys came over to your former school that night...What transpired?

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  2. More like 9 years ago. I remember it too well, i was in form 2 residing in malinda house(the dorm that went down). I remember on the second day we spend the night in a small church in the middle of nowhere after the cops were called in. I think lack of channels of communication usually the main problem

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  3. The reasons remain the same. It happened in Kitui School in 2001 and the maize plantations around the school were cleared in one night, the Coca-Cola fridges the following morning along Kitui town streets were not spared either. Problem? poor Communication channels.

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    1. Wanafunzi walienda kuchoma mahindi nje? Shida tupu

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  4. The reasons remain the same. It happened in Kitui School in 2001 and the maize plantations around the school were cleared in one night, the Coca-Cola fridges the following morning along Kitui town streets were not spared either. Problem? poor Communication channels.

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  5. I remember the running in the forested hill above the school in a games kit and unmarching sandals and spending the night at the DC's.

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  6. I slept at DCs office too... It was not one of the best experience, going up the mountain in the dark night... wah! I think Students should have forums to talk about their problems without intimidation coz they suffer in silence then such things should be expected...

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  7. That fateful day I lost my only very new bata toughfees shoes, it was a long journey from mitchez to the DC's office , we took around 6hrs and it's barely 1km away

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  8. Its vivid in my mind the events of that day.I was sure in form 2 and i remember running to Makg and then into the forest.This should ner be wished by anyone. Although i see a disconnect betwern our complains then and the ones now. Let students be taught to dialogue.

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    1. True. Lakini, MakG ulikuwa umeenda kufanya nini?

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  9. This school had weird rules. I joined it in form 2 and after 4 days suspended for not doing holiday assignment and I wondered what the hell was happening. I was a new student not even aware of such and I got suspended. That got me into being a 'kichwa ngumu'

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  10. Congrats Mwangangi for sharing the experience, surely hope others can lern from it as the change that the perpetrators fight for, they do not leave to enjoy it..#DedanKimathi not to mention the ones involved in the strike.

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  11. wow..this is so well articulated...I'm glad you shared your experience and i hope we can all can draw lessons from here.

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  12. Joined 2008 (when it was still a prov 1 sch) n left 2011 (after it became a national school).
    My experience there was one of the worst have ever had. I caught up with prefects on the wrong foot immediately I joined. Given their power n influence u can imagine the kind of hell I went through. I was told before strike it was worse - can't imagine how it was.
    I hope the school reduced the powers that they used to give to prefects - was just too much!
    It was a good school - or so do people say - though definitely wasn't any good for me. After 'holier than thou' piris got me branded 'Notorious'(though never got any suspe or an ex - went home in peace), no one seemed to believe anything I said. Glad still got an A- from home n ashamed them.
    They should have cut me some slack!

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  13. Awesome piece Peter. You brought back memories. When the 'stronger'party doesn't honor the 'weaker' such rebellious tendencies are bound to happen.

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  14. Awesome piece Peter. You brought back memories. When the 'stronger'party doesn't honor the 'weaker' such rebellious tendencies are bound to happen.

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  15. I was in 3 central.. It caught me unawares maze...Do U remember me Mwangangi? I am Okusi

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  16. Wawawawaaaaaa! Kasee listen, I faced it rough! That night mothos came to class waking up those who were asleep with hot slaps. I was one of them since my only residence"Malinda" house had been burned into ashes. As he forced guys out, I pretended that I wasn't among them. I managed to confused him and he moved out with a "herd" for caning. Oh my God! No sooner had he reached the administration stairs than a dictionary came flying and landed on his bald head. What the hell! I also don't know. Then the notorious"Ngolo" the drunkard as Dennis Kano referred to him told him, " Mwalimu Ni wale....ndo wale". Every thing went into a mess. A loud roar rent the air and soon "stonning" began. The next thing was that I found myself on the foot of the hill to the Dc's office. A command ruled the dark forest," form 1and form form 4 nawapea dakika tano udicide vile utaenda". Me and my then class monitor Mutinda Kimatu looked at each other desperately but we had no option. We had to obey. Once out of thebmany days in that school I received a command from a junior. A form two in particular. Akikalulia kigonda mtii. The rest is history. I just don't like remembering the day. Mwangangi endelea.

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