I went to some place over the weekend to catch a few drinks and deep into the night, the dj played a session of the 90s. Come monday, am going through the blogs and got to this post that made me feel I should share part of my primary school life of how closing days used to be like in primo.
Heeeere we go. Once upon a time not too long ago, when we wore pajamas and lived life slow………………Thursday, the eve of closing day. Visiting Day and Closing Day shoes are well shined, the shorts and shirts for the special days are well ‘ironed’. The ‘ironing’ involved folding them properly after visiting day and placing them under everything else in the box. On the eve of closing day, we would air them in the sun admiring the star shaped designs on the back of the shirts formed by the ‘proper folding’. Those who had not taken a shower since Saturday now wore of scents’ of Rexonas, Imperial Leather and Panga. Smiling faces shinning after being oiled with Yolanda.
The Ceremony
After meticulous preparations, we would head to the assembly hall for the official school closing ceremony. The ceremony involved parading the best ten from every class infront of the entire school community. Later on each class teacher would hand over report forms of their respective classes and holiday assignments. This was a forum where once being a school celeb and get donned with badges with inscriptions ‘Best in G.H.C Standard 6′ , Best in Science & Agri Standard 4′ ………I got a number of these blings in that life time.
The After…Party
After the ceremony, it was time for ‘mu-enjoyo‘ we would rush to the dormitories and prepare blue-band mixed with Roiko (Not Royco) or Haria and at times with tomato or chilli sauce. This was added to the special closing day meal of boiled pishori & beans. The meal would later be washed down with sodas that included Coke, Sprite, Babito and Fanta orange (there were no fanta remixes at the time). We would then line up and take anti-malaria tabs under the watchful eyes of the two school matrons, their assistants, the deputy and the headmistress. The Parish Priest who was the school patron would later bring his boombox and a collection of his casset tapes to the dining hall. His collection included happy nation, all that she wants, coco jambo, macarena, maddy maddy cry,
At one time, yours truly sneaked a mixed dance tape to the priest cum dj and it became the official closing day dance tape. From then on till I left school, the tape was be played over and over and over. It included,
David Morales – The Program (nicknamed Anzauza Maprogram or Anauza Maboza)
The program was however the most popular and got a classmate nicknamed “Nara nanana nara” because he was the best dancer of this song.
Then there was this one. 69 Boyz – Tootsie Roll
There is this thing that the 69 Boyz did with their knees. Check seconds 17-19. If you didnt know how to do that ulichekwa.
There were many more on this tape which were coincidentally played over the weekend.
The Sneaky Ones, Retirement & Heading Home
As people danced the night away, the naughty ones would sneak to have privy moments with their boy/girlfriends. By then the music would mellow to Till the end of the road . We’d later retire so we could wake up early the next day for the daily 6.30am Mass. After the mass, we’d rush to take that final shower and put on the fresh clothes and shoes saved for this day. There would be a final assembly for a prayer after which everyone was at liberty to leave.

nostalgia. those were the days. everything was so much simpler!
Simple days
LOL @ “….and a collection of his cassette tapes to the dining hall…. collection included happy nation, all that she wants, coco jambo, macarena, maddy maddy cry,…” Gosh! I miss those songs! Wah! I remember grooving (not dancing) to Makarena. hehehe
He remains as one of my favorite priest of all times.You didnt do makarena dance!!!
My God those songs bring too many memories… oh and the shika shika session. *insert VERY naughty look**Grinning sheepishly***
Hook up somewhere and exchange
fuck faceslol @ “fanta remixes”. nowadays even coke has a “remix”- diet coke. this were the days i tell you. i really miss them.
How come Sprite has never had an offshoot?
mmmmmh. Good old days. I remember reserving one blouse of my Sunday uniform that would be worn specially for the prize giving ceremony. Once we got money (5sok; too much for me, I gave my dad to ‘keep’) I still have that photo of Father Malley presenting it to me. Too bad he’s in prison now
Why prison?
Good old days. @Nzembi, ati shika shika?? You were ahead! My days in prima were characterized by drawing lines around my desk that no boy was allowed to cross
Yours must have been a girls only!!!
@Pink. . . My prima was one of a kind. Getting toiiz in class 6! For sure we excelled in shika shika 101.
Kids in 6!!! Wah! We did shika but it never got there!
Long story, but apparently he had a part to play in our Bishop’s murder a couple of years ago. Case still ongoing.
I remember that story! Though I dont know how far it has gone
No, it was a mixed school…I was a good girl
@Nzembi, that was alot!! Even in high school, anyone caught shika shikaing during funkies was punished by public humiliation….that’s until the .com generation checked in
Wow…. Nice priest you had. We had similar hanyes…. though they were heavily chaperoned. Not that it stopped us.
The school was strict too but we played ‘hide’ very well
What a nice priest. THanks for taking me down the memory lane. Happy nation, All that she wants, makarena and Lets talk about sex.
That music should be timeless!
Those were the days we only used to enjoy this kind when we went for boy schools and we would campaign to have the good teachers who go to drink and come for us laters.
I was once left by the school bus vibing some chik. See you had good teachers!
Damn i missed out!! Never had the pleasure of attending boarding school and experiencing the “good life”
The ‘good life’ was not an everyday thing. I should actually do a follow up of this post on how touhg it was to be there!
^^pleasure* damn can yall call me miss typo!!
Dont sweat it!
Lol Makarena had some dance routine on its own. Cross the heart, cross the shoulders, cross the hips, shake your booty then start over – did i leave out a step? I’ve a feeling i did.
I got a few gifts too on closing days for literature and compositions. But us we used to be given books. Famous 5s and Secret 7s if I’m not getting primo and seco all mixed up.
Famous 5! I had forgotten about them! Mills and bones? And the Moses story books! Damn! I wonder if today’s kids read these. But may be they read blogs!
Our official school DJ was also our Mother Dorm. she loved ‘Night Shift’ song to bits and kept playing it over and over. And I think ‘Secret Rendezvous’.
Night shift was nice too. Classic plays it now and then
Our blueband we mixed with Sugar, Cocoa and Safariland. But in primo I remember we used to beat closeup on our palms until it lost it’s red colour and then we’d eat it sometimes mixed with blue band.
Thats a grossed out mixer!
Good old days indeed.
Word
Shiko… that is just nasty. Toothpaste and margarine…
Am thinking so too!
Okie I didn’t go to boarding but seriously enjoyed this post…those songs kwanza…Macarena is still a fav mpaka wa leo…I cannot lie….
I smile broadly whenever its played when I go out
But that Tootsie Roll vid had me in stitches…they look like they were doing the “Shuffle” I was an expert in that dance back in the day…thanks to Candy Rain
We loved 69 boyz
Ace of Base..memories!
I tell you!
haha KK we did just that. close-up by then was red and had no offspring yet. or was there a green one? we also ate raw maize and raw rice. the rice we just cleaned and soaked in water for a few hours and voila! No wonder we were so healthy.
On the eve of closing day we used to carry our super Githeri from the dining hall and re-fry it in blue band tins over open bonfires. with plenty of blueband. Those days BB came in tins.
Damn! You have such a memory. I actually never thought of it till you mentioned! I got lots of cuts from opening those tins
I rem my boarding school days with nostalgia. Like Shiko-Msa..kids in our primo ate raw maize, rice, anything chewable.
As for blue band and chocolate and sugar mixes, how did we ever eat that?
And like you, Gream, I had a uniform for opening day, closing day and visiting day..
I se you used to get your shine on too