Memoirs from Chesamisi High School you would ''graze'' buffaloes for punishment.

For any young boy from an underperforming primary school in Western Kenya and beyond joining Chesamisi school was the second wonder of the world. You would spend hours staring at that letter with the Buffalo on it and marvel. After the KCPE exams 3 of this letters made their way to my village, 2 of them in our house the other 4minutes walk away but that's besides the point. Things happened as soon as you set foot in the compound of this great school steeped in history and mystery.
1. Hate for Friends School Kamusinga. This was a default reaction as soon as you wore that royal blue shirt,it was your duty to defend that badge and when it was defending it against FSK it was more than a duty. A divine calling ..... Here the end justified the means. You would loathe the cheetahs as soon as you wore that blue,black and green.
2. Dating a lady from St Cecilia Misikhu. I don't know where it started but during our days it was there. It was an automatic reaction, a pull that couldn't be explained. As soon as you spotted the green black,your loins would go into a frenzy and the next thing would be 60 or so boys jammed on the windows of the school bus passing a note,a complaint or compliment. 3. Eating pork on halfterm or closing day at Changamwe Hotel. We would spend the whole morning waiting for the girls from st Cecilia at Kamukuywa market. Our closing dates would always be on a Wednesday for some peculiar reason. After enjoying a hug,a few blushes and a show off session we would head straight to changamwe hotel for pork ugali at an astonishing price of 60bob. If you missed this you were a lame Buffalo.

You would spend hours staring at that letter with the Buffalo on it and marvel

4. Wearing 5 sweaters during preps. The cold could inspire you to procreate but with the limitations that come with being a boy school we were forced to bear the cold and bear it like men..... it was not a boys school, no boy left the school it only produced men..... Google that.
5. Repenting every odd Sunday of the month. The Sunday service was an extension of the overflowing creativity in the school. A sermon from Mr Omega or Mr Wasilwa alias prophet would convince you that christ was coming in less than 5mins. We would repent our sins swear to God not to sin again but 20 mins after the service a shirt would be lost in the cloth line. Or a dictionary find its way to the market for 200bob.
6. Drama. If you didn't go to the dining hall to watch the drama team reherse atleast once a year then you were cursed. From the days of the legendary Imondo to the days of Khakomerera. From the days of Okhubakha to the days of Kuronyaa. From the days of Simbayola to the moments Of Adonijah. From Amanyasi,Olucheka,Ingwe to ikoye fishi. Beyond the realms of tarantula, curse in.....,priceless possession, to pilatos paydaym this was the place to be. The hall was the perfect destination.
7. Chesamisi school is not complete without Mogadishu the toilets. You would skip a double lesson and spend it inhaling the pungent chocking smell from this place then wonder what was the essence of it all. 8. Sanatorium. Home to Wechuli of the legendary quote "unayara machi machi " (una hara maji maji) this is where you would squander the whole 40mins of Geography lessons from the principal every Wednesday and Friday.
9. Masabule and crew. For the lovers of eating, this was the guy that made them legends. Blessed with an eye to smell your intentions of securing a second helping 1hour before the act. He was a dreaded menace.