Within a twinkle of an eye,tables turned and our school customs and rules took a tremendous turn.The bell rang and the change of lifestyle and events were disposed to us at the assembly ground.Nobody was to object the new world order we were been transitioned to. “We are doing this so as to prepare you in advance for the real world outside.The world of democracy,the voting world where you have power to elect the leader of your choice and cast a vote of no confidence to the one who would lazy around”These were the words echoed by our school head as she introduced The Student Council Board which replaced the so-called Prefect Board.Just to highlight the difference;The Student Council Board is a board formed by elected students who would lead in various departments in school whereas the Prefect Board was more like a dictatorial system of governments where teachers would select the pets or rather puppets to run the school.
These were Good news indeed!Minds did some somersaults as they pondered on how to empower each other to vote for none teachers pets/puppets to run for the mentioned positions.As long as one had good grades and was a celeb in school that was a sure ticket to The Student Council Board.
Statistics aside,I’d like to capture how the campaigns were run.One would get a few supporters buy them chapatis from the school canteen and urged them to ‘sakanyaa’ votes for them.Actually, I happened to be among those who ate the chapatis and were asked to run the campaigns.During the eleventh hour preps were cancelled and classrooms turned into campaign dens where dance and praise songs hailed the day.
But one would get shocked come voting and when results were announced.Those who had the list number of supporters were the ones to took the lead.One would wonder what happened,right?Simple,the campaigners ate the chapatis and cared less for what the runners would get.We actually ate the chapatis and told the people not to be manipulated by anyone just the night before elections.Yeah,yeah,I know you’re wondering how mean the campaigners were.Sure,why should a chapati a day cause us a lifetime of torture ahead?
Well, I think we as Kenyans could take this lesson home.Am sorry if you’re a politician and this has been your tactic throughout.This might just be an eye opener-we,don’t need your money Mwanasiasa to coerce us into giving you our votes.We are tired of your empty words we want to see actions,we are tired of been your stepping stones to fuller bellies we are about to begin a revolt.Watch this pace,its not a threat we just want you to upgrade your game lest you also experience the stomach aches of The Night before!