The Kottet Idea

I met 5 of my former school mates, five years later, on the same day. But not at the same time. Was this a coincidence or what?

I met the first one as I walked aimlessly in town, having passed by the same place twice. It’s a long story…the walking-but-not-seeing-where am headed. She was with her mum, so apart from the quick hug and what are you up to? Are you on FB and when are you graduating, we did not talk much. At least she didn’t get the chance to say, “Wow, you’ve grown!” Oh, the agony of having been small in my earlier years.

I wasn’t so lucky. Of all the many routes in town leading to a place, I chose this one. and who do I meet?
Yep, those three were some of my closest friends. We were in the same class. One was my deskmate. This time they were like, “deskie you’ve grown big. And you have hair!” I wasn’t totally hairless back then, I just kept it short. They are now in the same institute of higher learning. So I gave them the update on my life, I don’t think I gave them the chance to talk.

My classmates in high school

My classmates in high school

I told them about this idea we’ve been having with some of my other former classmates. We want to revive our alumni. We want to start a scholarship fund for those girls who are called to form one but never report due to lack of fees. We also want to start a mentorship programme. We are ambitious. I don’t want this to be just an idea, I’ve had ideas for long. Am going to put it into action, which is why today I’ve started this blog. It’s going to explain everything about it.

Anyway, having talked and laughed and caught up on our lives, and those of our former schoolmates (who has finished school, who has kids, who’s married…you’d be surprised), we parted ways. I went to the stage to pick a matatu home, and when I had waited long enough with none in sight, I went to another stage and took the first matatu I could find. I sat at the back, away from disturbance I hoped, so I could sketch my designs in peace. Just so you know, am working on designing a top that will take Kenya by the storm and a dress that will be worn by the next Oscar winner. Never mind I can’t draw.

Who comes to sit next to me? It’s Songbird, one of the best singers in high school. She must have won numerous awards at the national music festival. I ask her if she is still singing. I would have expected her to appear in one of the many talent searches, damn, I forgot to ask her if she auditioned for TPF or Idols. Trust me, she can hit the highest notes. She tells me she sings in the church choir. Anyway, we are doing similar courses, and we even share a unit and the lecturer though we are in different universities. What a small world. I told her about the idea, and how everyone seems in support of it.

Am thinking this was a sign. I have to put the idea into action. If you feel me, you’ll visit this blog and pass the word.

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