Recall when you were only this tall: Now look at you. They think you are great, that’s why you’ll get to graduate. Four years, four million fears, the days were dark and full of terror, yet with countless joyful moments to share.
Flashback: Finally to university you reported, after crying foul on Timpata for a millennium. For two years you were teaching and you thought yourself special for this; till you realized all others had the title “mwalimu”, some promoted till they couldn’t be any more for then they would be the principals.