I fought battles as early as Form Four…
CHANGING TIMES: Many years ago, the unfortunate happened to us at Kitovu. We became the first year to have a bull dance instead of a Sosh. You see, years before us, the Form Fours had hosted the Horizon Girls Campus to Sosh. The girls were a big contrast to the petite sizes that had been envisaged by these Masaka boys raised on posho, beans, ncereal and kata. While the Kitovu chaps fed on posho, the Horizon girls fed on chips, chicken, and burgers.
My village ancestors have not been happy with me. They decided to confine me to the house this week on the pretext of healing. I observed the world from the lenses of the social apps. That is how I landed on a video of the Form Fours of St. Henry’s College Kitovu and Rubaga Girls. The two schools were holding a social function, aka Sosh, aka Prom party. It was the entrance that grabbed my attention.
Surely things have gotten inflationary over time. Contrary to the norm where the girls always arrive in a school bus, the girls arrived at Kitovu in a convoy of more than 40 sleek cars. The cheapest car on this convoy (which I understand was an anomaly) was some White Harrier. I wonder, will these boys even have a return function? But all for what? All for nyigos. The boys went all out to make a statement. The pressure is now on the Form Sixes, they cannot allow themselves to be outshined by these younglings. I already smell a helicopter somewhere, or some international musician. Do not joke with male egos.
Anyway, many years ago, the unfortunate happened to us at Kitovu.
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