Kaaga Girls : Tales from my High School

I cannot be the only one heartbroken that Kaaga Girls High School aka KG did not make it to the top 100 in the country, in last years’s KCSE exam! :( For four years I wore green uniform and tried to keep off the grass that grew on the well manicured lawns of Kaaga girls. I sat for Maths CATs on Friday mornings and ate Githeri on Tuesdays evenings. I took cold showers at 5:00AM in the morning (how did one EVER do that?!) and attended prep till 9:15 in the evening.

I am a proud alumni of Kaaga Girls High school, the school that has contributed a big chunk to who I am today. One of the notable alumni of this great school in Meru County, is Prof. Leah Marangu the first woman to head a University in Kenya. And of course my classmate from Form 1 to Form 4, Kingwa Kamenchu..

Present day Kaaga “Ngaos” | Photo courtesy of Fromtheirperspective.org

Here is what I fondly recall about Kaaga Girls, where I studied from 1997, to become a ‘millennium candidate’ in 2000.

Ntong’o :
Ntong’o. That was what we called our headmistress, Mrs. Gichoga. Ntong’o was the ultimate iron lady. Think Martha Karua. But taller. She carried around her, an air of style and class and authority. If you were walking along the pavement and you spotted her walking towards you, then your uniform had better be in impeccable condition and your hair neatly held in a bun….Otherwise, it was more prudent for you to change direction and avoid meeting her altogether, lest you earned yourself a punishment or a bashing like kijana of the Toss ad. Hehe.

Her title was not Headmistress. Not even  Principal. She had risen through the ranks to earn herself the title Chief principal.

Mrs Gichoga was a woman of nyadhi (refer to The River and The Source). She was tall and had a distinct graceful walking style. She never wore a cardigan, no matter how cold it was. On the same note, she frowned upon girls wearing more than one sweater to beat the July chill. She made them remove the extra cardigans. Right there. During assembly. ^_^

I loved it when she addressed us. I loved listening to her speak. “Good morning Ngaos…” , she would start. And proceed to impart on us a lot of wisdom. She would pick random topics and lecture us on the same. Like procrastination. Or relationships. Ntong’o helped shape our idea of relationships with the opposite sex. She told us that girls are more mentally mature than boys of the same age. She emphasized on cleanliness and taught that it was barbaric to tie a sweater around your waist. Ntong’o was a widely travelled lady; and she always let us in on her findings in foreign lands when she came back..

We admired Ntong’o. She inspired us. She was(and still is!) a really classy lady.

The pavement leading to Mrs Gichogas office. We called it “Gichoga Highway”. Only SHE used it! Even to get to her office, you used alternative routes

One more thing. She ensured that we read the newspaper daily. There was a special notice board onto which two newspapers were pinned daily for us to read..

Maths CAT :

To keep our Mathematics perfomance in check, every Friday at 7:30AM , we sat for a Mathematics CAT. At the end of the term, if your average for all maths CATs was below the pass mark, you remained behind for TWO weeks of remedial teaching after the others had closed school.

Now , there was nothing as heartbreaking as watching your colleagues getting all dressed up on closing day , excited to go ho home , with talk of how they had missed their kin and (often nonexistent) boyfriends.

Accrossians :

We had a love-hate relationship with Meru school – the school across. We called them acrossians. And they called us accrossians too. While it was great to have a ‘brother school’ just a stones’s throw away we were sworn competitors when it came to KCSE.

It was Nkubu boys aka Nkuberians , that we fancied though. Not because they were hot. But because they were rumored to have Mocks leakage. ^_^

Mass :

By the virtue of being a Roman Catholic , myself and a ‘privileged’ few attended mass at Meru school. On Sundays you needed not be shown the ‘mass goers’. We looked spick and span while our counterparts who were left to attend the interdenominational service in the school hall let their hair down quite literally and wore their oldest set of uniform – except of course the CU officials.
So on Sundays we mass-goers would gather at the gate for roll call. Mr. Rukunga the YCS patron was always present to identify any foreigners; he was not shy to send them back. He did not buy into the reason some crafty girls gave that they had ‘converted’ to catholism over time even though their school records indicated otherwise. He sent them all back.
At The Meru school hall we would find our column of seats reserved for us. In attendance would also be Kaaga Boys Secondary School aka KB who we often ignored because ‘we were out of their league’. Not my words.

One year , when the previous years’ KCSE results had come out and we had beaten Meru School, we showed up for mass and there were no seats for us. It took the chiding of Father Peter, the priest in charge, for them to get us seats. He told them that only boys and not men, would behave like that. Ouch!

Being a mass goer meant you would often have to carry a letter or bunch of them with you from your schoolmates to their boyfriends across. After mass accrossians would escort us to the gate and they would send us with letters too..

Birdwatching :

This was a technical term referring to watching accrossians through the class windows. It was a preserve for Form 3’s and Form 4’s because their windows were closest to the fence that separated the two schools. It was for the daring though and those who did not belong to the C.U. Or Y.C.S. :)

The dormitories :

Our dorms were named after rivers. Thuci is one of those I remember. Officially the oldest dorm or so it seemed, Thuci was for the longest time, infamously referred to as as “the ugly ndukling” (sic) by Ntong’o who made it her business to ensure it was given a smashing make over making it the poshest.

I was in Mara dorm, the furthest dorm from the administration block. We were best in cleanliness and were consistently the best dorm in Science congress. (Understandably?) , we never took any medals home for music festivals..

Boys in Dorm :

A story goes of a Tana dorm member who just didn’t feel like attending prep one evening. Wearing her most ‘sick’ expression she convinced the dorm captain that she really needed to have some rest as she wasn’t feeling too well. Armed with the key, she found her way to dorm. She thought she saw lights on on, one section of the dorm when she was opening but didn’t pay much attention. She must have been whistling to herself as she got in thinking how she was going to have an early night.

What happened next left the poor girl scarred for the rest of the term.

She saw a man, she says, dressed in our school’s uniform escaping through the dorm ceiling. Forgetting her sickness, she ran all the way back to class horrified, on her way, notifying the watchman.

The school watchman, Gatako , swears he didn’t see no one.

Another night, long after the occupants of Thingithu dorm had gone to sleep, a scream cut through the still of the night…

“Girls! WAKE UP!! There ARE boys in dorm!”

It took a couple of hours before Thingithu dorm girls could settle down again and sleep. The boys, this time allegedly two of them, escaped through the ceiling again.

Soon there was a wave of either ghosts or boys rumoured to be in dorms in the dead of the night. Ntong’o was not in the least amused by these happenings. Concerned that her ngaos were starting to suffer from hysteria she declared during assembly one day, that there were NO boys in dorms and those who claimed to see boys in dorm at night were either hallucinating or had invited them! She ordered that each of the 57 girls in Thingithu dorm, ‘the worst hit’, be given a hockey stick. lol. For real.

She said , if there was really an intruder in dorm, the girls were free to clobber him senseless and then call her…to come and see.

Any accrossian or KB alumni reading this ; please confirm if there were mischievous boys who actually crossed over to KG at night…

Outings :

How awesome was it that we were given outings from time to time! On some Saturday afternoons we would be allowed to go for outings. Oh the glory! Madam Gichoga always reminded us that we were the only girls’ school this side of the Sahara, allowed outings and we had better take it as a privilege. There were conditions thus :

  • Do not use public(or even private) transport. Walk.
  • Do not walk alone. Walk in two’s. Three is a crowd!
  • Do not get into a bar. (Duh?!)
  • DO NOT be late. Because if you are, you will be ‘gated’ which basically means you’ll be grounded until further notice.
  • If you were gated then you had to report for roll call every 30 minutes, when the others had left for outings.

TV :

At some point, watching TV in the school hall was banned after 9:30PM.The new youngish school watchman Angel Michael (who was only as angelic as Lucifer’s angels) , was given the task of ensuring this new rule was adhered to. Those of us who watched The Bold and Beautiful could not imagine missing an episode so we’d sneak into the hall and watch it almost on mute so as not to attract the attention of the watchman. One day we were caught though and the watchman took down our names.

Only, the next day when he presented the names to the office, there were no students in the school register going by those names…

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Quite a bit has changed in KG since I was there at the dawn of the 21st century. They added an extra stream to make the school a 4 streamed one and Mrs Gichoga left to become TSC commissioner (I hear).

Did I mention she was also an alumni of the school herself? Oh, yes she was. And so is my mother-in-law , another great woman.

To curb birdwatching , the school now has a ‘China wall’ surrounding it (I’m told).

I hope that right about now, the KG class of 2012 are thinking about mole concept and integers , and not too much about the letters they are getting from the boys across.

Long live KG!

PS : Special congratulations to Meru School who ranked 25th in the country in 2011 KCSE!

UPDATE (MARCH 2013) – The 2012 class actually did quite well! They were in the papers! KG is coming back to it’s former glory and I , cannot be prouder.

54 comments for “Kaaga Girls : Tales from my High School

  1. Jupiters Cock
    March 5, 2012 at 10:45 AM

    Mmmmh… how i loved those Kaaga Girls
    You girls were not too bad a pass time
     
    On the ranking.. Think Nkubu when a 4th stream was added, you simply cant compare a class with 200+ candidates competing with one with less than 100.. and i might add, the extra stream is usually made up of connected individuals children, yaani those ones who could not make the cut
     
    A sad state tho for our schools (KG, Nkubu, Materi, Kanyakine & St. Mary’s) something needs to be done ASAP

  2. March 5, 2012 at 11:20 AM

    Brilliant story telling it is nice to hear about Kaaga Girls, my mum and most of close family friends and aunties were in that school and in fact ou shags is a stone throws away from the school. You relationship with the accrossarians must be very old cos my parents are both accrossarians

  3. March 5, 2012 at 2:51 PM

    Goodness. how do you remember all these when you left that long before me? I joined KG in 2001 and was also a yellow clover. most things never changed apart from the fact that Ntongo built a  form 4 complex that made birdwatching much easier :)
    I used to write caligraphy, on letters going to accrosians every saturday evening and envied those going for mass there..One thind I know for sure is that Most girls who listened to her wise talks are enjoying now, and to see myself be praised for good things I do, always remind me of her.
     

    • March 5, 2012 at 2:56 PM

      Eti you did calligraphy. lol, Thanks for the laugh , Fay..

      And birdwatching is now EASIER?! Damn! :D

      Oh, and I was a yellow clover too! In fact, our class was the very first class to have clovers. And slipovers. We were the first to wear slipovers.

      • March 1, 2013 at 7:03 PM

        Its nostalgic to rewind the tape and have a clear sense of things; I was a Red clover, Fm 4Beta 0f 01…………….Ntong’s was the one who shaped the Ngaos to excellent women bk in the day.
        Mrs. Mwiti, how come you skipped the panos…..waka tunik and wheelbarrow ferrying firewood. And our Lovely Cateress Cate N basketball coach Benja? They make a lovely couple, didn’t they?
        Av bn out a long time and guess who i run into everyweek; Mrs. Chege our chem Teacher. these folks are so proud of us when we break out big in our future……so WORD for those pulling slumber in KG; Redeem yourself Ngaos and let the sun be your limit. Adios Sisters! :)

        • admin
          March 5, 2013 at 3:07 PM

          Haha. “Waka shunics.” Kabox always reminded us! I had the harshest pano one time. I was punished to …you guessed it….carry firewood! My hands were bleeding by the end of the day.

          Benja I remember the name..

          Mrs Chege! Does she still wear the headscarf?? If you were new at KG , at first glance , you assumed she was a non-teaching staff!

          • Rose Gitonga
            March 15, 2013 at 12:02 AM

            ha ha ha…………………rotuba for exemplary Agriculture………….we may need to borrow a leaf on that as a country.

          • Rose Gitonga
            March 15, 2013 at 12:08 AM

            these are modern times with no place for head gears…………………she dresses up and is ever jovial…………….but you kno once a grandma’ life’s hardships are easier to bear jz @the thought of how long the struggle took. And guess what; today i lifted her to town……………………i really am proud she reckons good character.

  4. christine mwirigi
    March 5, 2012 at 4:22 PM

    Remember the morning porridge “kapunda” as we used to call it. It was tasteless but we’d scramble for it.
    At tea break we were very anxious to go serve the bread ad eat the crust.hahahaha.
    Games time when Mr.Mwongera or “paraps or rather” as he used to say wud run afta pple who used to hide in the day sanitation(daysan). Good memories.

    • Christine Makena
      March 11, 2013 at 1:56 PM

      Christine Mwirigi, mentioning that “awful porridge” brings to mind the raw spices added to food in an attempt to improve the taste

      Rose Gitonga, the punishment to ferry manure was one i shall never forget

      Memories memories indeed

  5. Cee En
    March 5, 2012 at 4:29 PM

    To say…the two intruders were later caught, thumped on the spot by ngaos, and the next day an emergency bell was struck for another moment with Ntong’o. The mboys were supplied with a new set of Kaaga Girls High School uniform each and bed space in different dorms.

  6. March 5, 2012 at 4:43 PM

    Acrossians.
    Well seeing those girls in that uniform was always a great thing. I once dated a librarian there.
    Yes you guys were two classes ahead with one Kingwa.
    We should have a joint get together and go and encourage the students there, more like a package for the best.
    Great memories righjt here.. Yes guys sneaked in once but not to the dorm but in the fence near the shamba

  7. March 5, 2012 at 4:43 PM

    I love the piece…takes me back in time ! did u use to have weekend challenges? that was an highlight of the term for me. i guess sittin at the back of the hall watching people get ‘prayed for’ just used to amuse me. exorcism was part of the big show…n why lie.. i enjoyed the part…coz I think most cases were just acted up ! 2005 was my class !! if only I could go back to those days…. !!!

  8. March 5, 2012 at 5:22 PM

    Nice blog. 
    Having schooled at the neighboring KB, there was always couple of guys with “girlfriends ” in KG. Never the less, our overall performance never matched that of KG or the maroon monkeys AKA meru chuo.  The fun part is that we were all bad ass. We beat up their ass anytime they crossed the wrong path. I can’t confirm of the ‘boy in the dorm’ part, but having two boys’ schools within the neighborhood., come on Ntong’o was ignorant of the possibilities.  Life was great back in the days,. It was quite a transition. 
    Keep doing what u do best Mrs Mwiti. 

  9. March 5, 2012 at 6:20 PM

    I loved this piece. Seriously Acrossians need to do something to that lovely school.

     

  10. March 5, 2012 at 6:25 PM

    And here I thought only choxerians hallucinated with men in the dorms….lol…though ours was called The Man, and everyone believed he was everywhere in the school. Giving wrong names, hehehe that must have been a universal one especially if it’s the TPs asking for names.

  11. Mimi
    March 5, 2012 at 6:47 PM

    awwwwwwwwwwwwwww memories are  made of this wow we have almost the same memories and i left in 1995 wow i miss high school!

    • March 5, 2012 at 7:23 PM

      This story is really touching, reminds me of da lyf in KG though I really felt wen they missed in top 100 bt if da reason u guys give of 4th stream is viable then da current principle shd think twice.I wl alwaz miss& be proud of my former sch bt I think some1 shd go bak en encourage those girls,
      I had to be forced 2 av a Bf to ensure i received a letter on sunday & it paid coz da guy didnt fail bt da unfortunate thing is I cant remember his name or his face bt werever u r op ua doin well. Thank God i didnt clean da dasan all my tym bt i pitied those who did coz those ngaos never cared. I op da ngaos av changed

  12. Faith
    March 6, 2012 at 2:28 AM

    I am just back in those days when i was a KG gal….Despite everything being said, KG made me what i am today. Personally i was so close to Ntong’o and Kabox(the deputy in my year) especially being the school headgal u now understand why… The act of patience and tolerance that Ntongo bestowed to us by reminding us how important it was for every principled person to wait on  queue that you just bumped into instead of “jumping” (as she put it) the queue and assuming nobody else awaits to be served! And guess what! everything is just so practical in my life at the moment. Thanks so much for sharing this blog with us. A 2005 K.G alumni speaking right here!…….

  13. Titus Mutwiri
    March 6, 2012 at 9:48 AM

    Cant believe the memories are that fresh, I thought am the only one who remembers all this from Across (Meru School). Kudos girls,then, for making our life so real. Titus Mutwiri
     

  14. March 6, 2012 at 10:30 AM

    Nice sharing. This reminds me of my days in Kyeni and I see we shared so much with you in kaaga. Even the phobias of ghosts and boys. The latter were more scary.

  15. March 6, 2012 at 6:19 PM

    Nice story Christine, was waiting to see a picture of you in the green uniform back in the days though…disappointed! 

  16. March 7, 2012 at 4:53 AM

    Thanks for the great memories, I was in Thuci- before the make over & would be interested to see what it looks like now :). Visiting days were an interesting one as well- I remember a time when we’d hide food in the field ati ju it was illegal to keep food from home. And the great food strike of 97 ama was it 98 that eventually got Muthokoi off  the menu- oh the drama. Ntong’o was and i’m sure still is a force to be reckoned with, she really is a great woman and was an inspiration to many. As with most comments, she did play a role in making me the woman I am today and I will be forever grateful to her.

    Once again thank you for your blog. 
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    • March 1, 2013 at 7:38 PM

      Visiting day was a day for all ngaos to await……………………the Ndrama that went with it would make a good Vindeo……..Bwa ha ha ha! Imagine after nightfall with all the mixes……………….Monday Assembly and Ngaos would make good sessions of Fainting, Puking and gassing out na vile kusimama kwa straight line kaa polisi was mandatory!! Bak in the Day, Huh! :) :)

    • Estah Ndunge
      April 8, 2013 at 9:00 PM

      Daute…….this blog has brought so many memories….Kapunda transformed to Oatmeal….
      Hiyo strike ya 98 ilifanya niende nyumbani na zile sleeveless shirts za Sunday….Mathe was wondering what happened to the blouses she bought…Talking of blouses……You remember harvesting Sox,Blouses kwa hanging lines….Jamaneni…..
      Drama..Musik festival….German Festival….Waaahhh KG
      I bump into acrossians and we start talking about the good Ol days….
      ….Rewind…
      Birdwatching…Washing DH ya Across…..Ati kuna tower of China….Wololo maisha ngumu sasa…..
      Na kina Githure….Kithinji the watchie///wakitukatsia wkend movie :D

  17. jossie
    March 7, 2012 at 12:18 PM

    A fascinating read Mrs Mwiti.Reminds me of that song..’carry us back to Kaaga Girls where we long to be, within the buildings of Kaaga Girls, we will long for ever more..’  I never realized Ntong’o never wore sweaters(great humour) Was it true that accrossians walimtoa cobwebs once? makes me think of visiting that place. Is angel michael the watchie still at the gate inspecting student’s bags for grub? and the foreman who liked giving us very harsh panos in those navy blue waka shunics (work tunics)…

    • March 7, 2012 at 2:39 PM

      Glad you found it so Jossie. :)

      Work tunics! Thank you for reminding me work tunics! Hehehe.

      Nton’go never wore sweaters. I think in my 4 yr stay she only wore a (very light) cardigan , like twice. And there was El-nino that time. :D

      Angel Michael was such a devil! He enjoyed those tasks that harassed us..like checking our bags for grab. Geez.

      I have edited the post to add him. He’s the one who made sure we could not watch Bold. :(

      Eti accrossians did what?!

  18. March 8, 2012 at 12:21 AM

    Wow! love your post, I am an alumni myself, class of 1990.  Those 4 yrs were memorable.  Gichoga highway! I don’t think we had that name when I was there.  Nton’go, I will never forget the lady.  She had the craziest punishments.  One time, form 6 gals had the habit of coming late to assembly.  You will not believe what she did.  She ordered them to transport their beddings into the hall, on stage and sleep there every night for one week, but then guess what, they had to have the hall spick-and-span for the next day’s breakfast.  It was brutal and funny at the same time. They were the last to go to bed and the first ones to get up.

    I loved the outings, yeah, we walked, not alone, we brought back goodies, it was fun.

    Your blog is cool!    

  19. Ten
    March 23, 2012 at 12:14 PM

    The good olden days. I enjoyed doing bird watching. especially after evening classes. ooops you forgot agriculture projects where we used to go meet.

  20. Faith Barbara
    March 30, 2012 at 2:47 PM

    hey i have so much loved your blog esp the one on Kaaga girls.My friend and I are currently students in kg and have gone through two principals already……..Mrs Kamwilu-current principal of Alliance girls and Mrs Mwirigi currently holding the dormain……oh actually we are this years candidates and yes we shall strive to do you guys proud.Gichoga highway stil stands and mostly a reserve for form fours and the admin.
    There is a cold war between acrossians and us so we aint expecting any mails and neither do they.
    Current school life is crazy………practicals every lunch break and weekends,exam!!exams!!and more….lessons start at 7.00am and end at 6.00pm then preps till 10.30pm for the form fours and threes…………..gotta run and hate to leave you but promise to keep you posted on the school’s developments. Chao!!!!!!!!
     
     

  21. maks
    April 25, 2012 at 4:59 PM

    great reminder of life in k.g. it reminds me of the school nurse when we would go for pregnancy tests after long holidays

    • April 26, 2012 at 1:01 PM

      Kwahaha! Funny of you to mention ; I remembered the pregnancy tests a couple of days ago and I was like how did I forget THE pregnancy tests?!

      Yeah those were interesting moments; and remember how non-nonsense she was. And rough! She was so rough kneading and squeezing our poor abdomens.

      And then she’d put a star against some girls’ names on her list, and recommend that some go for further tests…

      • Estah Ndunge
        April 8, 2013 at 9:04 PM

        Sijawahi fanyiwa PG test…..Silikuwa zinafanywa saa ngapi?
        Aaaahh missed out on that one :D

  22. kendy puch
    May 24, 2012 at 3:20 PM

    I so love your blog,,,thanks for reminding me of the old golden days.Being an alumni of class of 2007, I have gone through two principals – Ntong’o and Kamuilu. All I remember of in Kamuilu’s era is the strike she made us formulate.For once in History KGerians  organized a successful strike.Kamuilu was devastated during that time and she sent all form one-three home.That time I was in form four so I got the privileged of being left being.For three days all we did was ea,watch TV and sleep.We enjoyed the fruits of the many efforts we made to incite the juniors to conduct a strike.Despite the bad beginning from kamuilu,there was a good ending.During her era the class of 2007 had the largest number of students joining campus.Her trick of giving us sweets and biscuits as a motivation worked after all.All in all Ntong”o was my Hero and still is.Despite her dictatorial character,she made me learn alot about life with the many speakers she invited to speak to us.Moreover, I have learnt from her perfectionist nature that to always be organized and smart. I was a blue clover and till to date am always proud to have been associated with blue.Long live KG

  23. FAITH BARBARA
    August 1, 2012 at 3:21 PM

    right now the acrrossians have a 3-storey complex outside the form four classes xo prank calls are part of our school programme.
    our admin is looking for ways to keep our curtains closed but those guyz do ammuse us a lot so we tend to leave them open until
    the deputy comes round the bend then rush to have them closed……..tihihi!

    MOCKS are out and i think those boys got preety scared that we would beat them so they tried everything to distract us.owe to
    them and the girls that fell for that 90′s prank.Our princi is sick and on sick leave so she wont even grace our closing assembly.
    Mrs.Marang’u hope i got her name right was our guest of honour at our prize giving so hope you will be next year when i get my
    laptop.Chao!!!!

  24. Kilunda
    October 1, 2012 at 3:10 PM

    you have a knack of bringing memories alive…..greatstuff

  25. Alison Wood
    October 30, 2012 at 9:36 PM

    I taught at Kaaga Harambee school 45years ago. Can you tell me if Kaaga High School for girls is the same school which started out as a Harambee school in about1965?

  26. qiqie
    December 17, 2012 at 11:02 PM

    ahem….i think I’m the youngest alumni in the house..hehehe..i was a yellow diva as we now call em..the 2012 4M class..umm..thngz hv chngd bg tym..we had a rough tym with a new princpal..aka pandikizi la mtu BT SHORTENED TO PANDI…maaan she waz huge…(shhhh..i dint say that)and so so harsh..we went for thorough beatings(fireworks) n lyf waz nt so good..meru school..jeez!!!we were on n off palz esp nw tht they were upgraded to a national skul whch doubld their stupidty..they decided to make Chogoria the alleged sister school claiming they had no biznes with county school(us)…too bad we outgrew them..
    KB..same old story..then Nkubz..umm..lemme jst say we had much bigger fish to catch..hehe..oh..Gichoga high way is strictly for form 4z..the bus is simply outstanding and the flatscreen amazing..birdwatching is easier..acrossians built a new storied block of classes..so they are easily spotted gazing at the beautiful us(don’t blame me I’m proud of the clover babes..hehe..*wink*)

  27. December 23, 2012 at 12:10 PM

    how i miss those days in Kaaga girls 

  28. January 17, 2013 at 2:14 PM

    made me miss my high school days,that storo of how the watchie took ua names had me in stitches.

  29. Esther Wanjohi
    March 1, 2013 at 8:30 AM

    Thanks for reminding us of the beautiful school days. I was there in high school (1983-1984) and Mrs Gichoga was still headmistress. We used to have school dances then once in a while and would have the boys from different schools come over. Any girl prefered any other boy other than the acrossians.

    • Mercy
      March 1, 2013 at 6:37 PM

      Hehee! The strike was the highlight of my time in KG. Guess that transition from ntong’o 2 kamwilu era was hard for the class that cleared in ’08…

      Indeed ntong’o taught us 2 excel in life!

      • karen Nzuki
        June 4, 2014 at 9:56 AM

        yea i can vewi well remember dat 2007 strike. kamwilu era wz quite a hard wan especially for the ’08 class.

  30. March 1, 2013 at 7:30 PM

    Aaaaaaaaaaw, and we couldn’t forget our humble driver….Mworia; a true figure father to us while in school bk in the day.
    How about Gatako the Watchie…………..ha ha ha. My mum got stitches wen i reported as a mono and whom did she find @ gate B? (being an old Ngao of yours truly), Gatako was a faithful watchie even before i was born……….talk about loyalty. But dude had terrible manners esp. wen ngaos had to sneak grabbo to the skul.
    For KG super Ladies………….Big up to my former Alumni n Head Gal Faith Waigwa; as a rabble she held the bar right for all ngaos.
    Ms. Imanene our dorm mistress…………Always made Tana THE HOUSE!!

  31. wangeci kamau
    March 5, 2013 at 12:30 PM

    am a candidate 2013 and a red clover.I first congratulate 404s 2012 u’ve made us believe that we can make it.I`ve heard of the good memories about the school and it is my prayer that we the 2013 candidates will take kaaga to where it belongs…..

    • Rose Gitonga
      March 15, 2013 at 12:13 AM

      Our founding mothers created a reading culture back in the day; its all you need to elevate KG back to its Glory. And may God be with y’all as you pursue your studies……..Long live the Ngaos!

  32. Naito
    April 16, 2013 at 4:49 PM

    Wow! good memories indeed. Mrs Gichonga, did a brilliant job. From all the comments she is clearly a mentor,the manner in which she did it notwithstanding. A lot of what she ‘taught’ me has shaped me into who I am today.

  33. phylis A Bwabi
    July 16, 2013 at 6:52 AM

    Not forgetting science cats after fortnight.i hated science subjects.i only loved mathematics.i wonder what happened to mr.njoro my maths teacher.

    i remember that incident of that chic seeing a man in tana dorm very well coz after that there was a string of break ins……

  34. Alfred Mutuku
    July 30, 2013 at 11:02 AM

    KG is a nice school. I love it. My girlfriend is there right now and i am sure she is gonna do wonders!!..GO KG! GO CHAMPS!

  35. Phyllis mueke
    December 4, 2013 at 10:29 AM

    oh! i remember, morninng preps. The running! tht was awesome.

  36. karen NZUKI
    June 4, 2014 at 9:51 AM

    Hw i miss Kaaga Galz. t has made me who iam 2dei. wz thea in 2008.

  37. Fridah kendi
    June 26, 2014 at 4:26 AM

    Its really cold in Nairobi and this just brings fond memories of kaaga girls.
    Mrs Gichoga would ensure that no body wore doubleknit sweaters, legwarmer( she called them ugly leggings) or any garment that would distort our uniform

    After tea break we would all remove sweaters and wear ‘wind breakers’ once they gained popularity. Uniformity could not be compromised.

    she introduced us to thermal vests to ensure you keep warm and retain your classy look…..regardless of weather.
    she convinced us that Kenya is not cold enough to warrant an eskimo look.

    she gave us tips on how to survive the cold weather effortlessly.

    The lessons count so much in my life today and am so proud of being an alumni of KG and most of all being trained by a great woman – Mrs Gichoga.

    • June 26, 2014 at 8:51 AM

      We need a re-union, i have been organizing re-unions for old meru school boys and it has been great moments. we are doing charitable activities too. Titus Meru School class of 99

  38. Kanana Mati
    October 12, 2014 at 12:54 AM

    Lovely memories right here. I’m so proud to be an alumni of KG as well. Mrs Gichoga deserves a thumbs up! The panos were quite something and the ‘waka shunics’ made everyone seeing you know you are under punishment.. Tana was my dorm full of drama and sleep talkers!! Ms Imanene our dorm mistress as well as our class teacher Form 4Beta. how about our Kiswahili teacher ‘kamkongo’……….she was the best. keep shining ‘ngaos’ budding towards higher horizons remember?

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