I went to stay with mum in upcountry until time to resume school. Luckily my sister was also finishing so we went together. It was fun because it was a lengthy holiday. It was cut short when I had to start school. On the day I was to report, all my sisters were busy to take me to the school so I was not able to report on the first day. Mary finally came through and took me to school the following day.
My first day was horrible. Since that was the school my sister Grace was in, I was told to wear her uniform because no one wanted to buy me new uniform. I looked pathetic. First of all they had introduced a pullover with a badge, yet the one my sister had did not have one. The new skirt had only two lines, on the front and back, yet mine had four, her shirts were torn at the collar because of washing and anyway, she had worn them for four years. We went to the registration office with my sister Mary and we met the head teacher. She asked for the leaving certificate which I did not have because I had arrears from grade school. Mary begged her to allow me as we try and get the certificate. The head teacher agrees and i was escorted to the classroom. I was so happy to see a few friends from grade school but the stares I got were scary. I quickly sat next to a friend and started catching up.
I was familiar with the school location so in the evening I found my way home.
Am not sure if Mary paid for the first semester in school but later on I used to go pick my fees from Pamela’s house. She finally agreed to pay. The first year of high school was okay as I was still getting acquainted and familiarizing myself with the people. Despite the occasional reminders from the head teacher that I needed to get a new uniform, I tried adapting as much as possible. I stood out of the crowd since everyone had new uniforms except me.
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