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Rafa Gortarzar: Physics teacher cum Principal! Without a
doubt the man who perfected wearing a lab coat to teach Physics
without going anywhere near the labs and discharging his duties
as Principal and teacher with clockwork like precision. There were
however some unconfirmed rumours about chewing tobacco!
Doc Ainsley: A man to this date I am convinced is so mad
as to be totally sane! A feller who illustrates the corrosiveness
of sulphuric acid by tossing it in some hapless student's book or
by making poisonous gases with his students looking innocently on
must have a thing or two loose in his head!
Freddy Ollows: At one go my geography teacher and my rugby
coach! You sir had a way with words that has become legendary. Just
note this down: fish swim!
Oti Otieno: The fact that you are now the principal of Makini
is irrelevant! Upende usipende the blue blood will forever flow
through you and your exquisitely fitting suspenders.
Vinny Ogutu: Those Doug lessons of commerce have become
legendary old son! The attractions of the classroom windows and
that of slumber I fondly remember to this day!
Mr. Kere: Few will forget the ludicrous amounts of time
we spend doing the topic "REPRODUCTION". Fewer still will
forget your marking system of a tick being equivalent to an eighth
of a mark. Fewer still will forget your rather personal anecdotes
on the same topic!
Carlo Annoscia: The pipe wielding Drawing & Design and
biology teacher who enters the hall of fame by putting many of us
off Proctor & Allan cornflakes after explaining to us what 'procto'
means in Latin! We still remember that outrageous feller who sported
a bow tie, rode a huge red motor bike and smoked form a pipe in
a manner Sherlock Holmes was unable to master.
DD Dimba: Most easygoing chap I have ever met who introduced
us to the worlds of Physics and Chemistry as well as doubling as
an alternate rugby team coach. Moved on up to absolute power as
the head of Secondary Section where I understand justice is now
both swift and heavy!
Mr. Watene: Our trusting Kiswahili teacher who will be unlikely
to have forgotten one of his leading troublemakers! I still think
it was perfectly in order to reconcile the pictures in the set book
to the climate of the story!
Mr. Muthiora: The gentleman who came to teach us English
with enthusiasm who after a month with us found it prudent to teach
the same to the Primary Section. I am ashamed to say that we soundly
and utterly make his 4o minutes with us sheer hell!
Mr. Mangala: Very burly feller, with the task of teaching
80 errant young men English, who brought new meaning to the term
"Feeling Nothing". Who else would unashamedly ask a whole
Fourth Former to stand inside a dustbin in full view of his peers?
Mr. Onyango: Our other Mathematics teacher who sported a
humongous afro. It was not long before we discovered his Achilles
heel -- to ensure an entire lesson was spent doing nothing mathematical
all we had to do was ask him anything to do with soccer and the
remaining 40 minutes would be whittled away.
Mr. Mwagonah: The man whose grasp of Kiswahili we found
acutely disconcerting. Until I passed thorough this man's hands
I did not know that there are eight words for rice, not including
mchele! Only he could tell you he was setting the exam from the
book, give you the pages and snigger to himself as even after he
has given you a handsome 10% bonus your performance is still spectacularly
unremarkable!
Bogi: As we affectionately knew the librarian. After we
shuffled all the library cards for the odd 600 students he will
be unlikely to have forgotten us anytime soon.
And finally to my 3 brethren who are there now: you'd better keep
it up OR ELSE!!!
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