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    That Pain Demands to be Felt, that much is true

    I grew up around a lot of noise, from the Children’s home that also doubled as my home, to the school. Somehow, there was always a rush of footfalls from large to small feet, a child relinquishing a malodorous bawl in the name of expression, the clang of bells to signal meal times which was always followed by a shouting matron ordering us- children to queue. There was also laughter, infectious laughter and there was also the thunder booming, with its girlfriend the rain, seemingly cheering him (thunder) through the window pane. What I mean to say is, I don’t have a memory of any day that was graced by…

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    An Ounce of Strength

    She was sitting one of those green metallic seats in the student center gobbling her first meal of the day, or maybe her only meal- ‘chapati chafua’. During the first month, Nancy did not know this lifesaver meal. As such, she had had to stick to ‘ugali sukuma’ at 50 shillings or ‘chapati and beans’ which was 40 shillings. Therefore, she had gotten used to surviving on one meal since she was not just about to lose all her pocket money on food. I know, I know, you are wondering, ‘What else would a first-year need?’ What about clothes especially for those who report with high school uniforms? Let’s not get started with first-years…