It all dates back to ’04 when I first joined Ebenezer. Let’s roll back a little. I was admitted by that beautiful secretary at around 3 pm and instructed to wait for the dorm captain who would from there take me to those static ‘rockets’ where I would spend the rest of the term in. As I was standing there on the stairs, some notorious form two folk came appeared and demanded that I should ‘kata’ for him. I was flabbergasted. He repeated sternly this time “Mono Kata!” In my mind I was like “I am Kangogo from Kasisit bwana, sasa kukata ndio kufanya nini?” As if he was reading my mind, the guy told me that ‘kukata’ meant that I should salute for him. Well, according to my judgment and experience with ugly people, the face and the body I was seeing in front of me was the ugliest of them all. (I actually thought the Koreans had adopted some wild animals and perhaps this one has just broken out of its cage.) I am small. I get scared fast. I saluted like three times...
GIVE ME LIBERTY OR GIVE ME DEATH