its seven years or more but i can still vividly recall the first time i met this one very interesting fella we all loved calling 'mungi' or 'tudde'. he was this new lad in school who had once been to SMACK and there was word going around that a new rugger was around campus, being the 'mbuzi' i was and a rugby player on college (one of the best in my time) i went up to him at the hostel to see who this new boy was whose presence was threatening my popularity on college...ahhh da college
any way back to poetry in my o'level i happened to be da best student in ordinary level literature with another RAY as we had both scored distinction two in the subject and apparently had failed to equal the legendary Norbert Mao whose name even the best James Amatre said with lots of admiration so as the rest of the school was showering us with praise, he arrived the student who had equaled MAO so here i was seated next to him and when i asked him (like was the custom while at college) what number he played as a rugby player, he went on to remind me that he didn't play numbers but position. he was not only proud he was also arrogant. any way i went on to learn that he was just like the rest of us and he even learned to call the rugby score trial and not try.
in class we were met by our poetry teacher to be one rowdy Ochieng Ralph he asked us to mention our grades in literature and u should have seen the manner in which Assimwe Collins dressed in a blazer, full uniform with spectacles already reading some literary works of the best. i could sense even rowdy Ochieng was intimidatedby this new guy in his classy.
as u might have already read from some where that i was a blubber mouth back in the day, but i might say Collins as we now call him in his prescence made me dumb just like Bassaniodid to his peers in the merchant of Venice. the brother could talk and later on he perfectly replaced Twase who had opted for sciences as the guy who took on rowdy Ochieng in the Lit lesson. his talkativeness even earned him a suspension from the lessons of Lit three together with his side kick 'wasulukare' now known as Gilbert.
aside from that i had the honor of serving with him on the prefectorate of 2003/2004 where he held the portfolio of assistant head prefect thanks to his talkativeness he beat his opponents hands down. we played side to side in rugby on the school team where he played his favourite position at the flank, we shared moments of joy and occasionally clashed over ladies one incident i will leave to tell on another day.
now when i see Collins living in the reality of lantern meet of poets. reciting poetry at Kiryas shows, is see the collin i met on that sunny after noon fresh from holiday eager to leave a big foot print on the college, that you did Collins and i know with the lantern meet of poets the sky is the limit for this man who now likens himself to SPARTAKUSS.
any way back to poetry in my o'level i happened to be da best student in ordinary level literature with another RAY as we had both scored distinction two in the subject and apparently had failed to equal the legendary Norbert Mao whose name even the best James Amatre said with lots of admiration so as the rest of the school was showering us with praise, he arrived the student who had equaled MAO so here i was seated next to him and when i asked him (like was the custom while at college) what number he played as a rugby player, he went on to remind me that he didn't play numbers but position. he was not only proud he was also arrogant. any way i went on to learn that he was just like the rest of us and he even learned to call the rugby score trial and not try.
in class we were met by our poetry teacher to be one rowdy Ochieng Ralph he asked us to mention our grades in literature and u should have seen the manner in which Assimwe Collins dressed in a blazer, full uniform with spectacles already reading some literary works of the best. i could sense even rowdy Ochieng was intimidatedby this new guy in his classy.
as u might have already read from some where that i was a blubber mouth back in the day, but i might say Collins as we now call him in his prescence made me dumb just like Bassaniodid to his peers in the merchant of Venice. the brother could talk and later on he perfectly replaced Twase who had opted for sciences as the guy who took on rowdy Ochieng in the Lit lesson. his talkativeness even earned him a suspension from the lessons of Lit three together with his side kick 'wasulukare' now known as Gilbert.
aside from that i had the honor of serving with him on the prefectorate of 2003/2004 where he held the portfolio of assistant head prefect thanks to his talkativeness he beat his opponents hands down. we played side to side in rugby on the school team where he played his favourite position at the flank, we shared moments of joy and occasionally clashed over ladies one incident i will leave to tell on another day.
now when i see Collins living in the reality of lantern meet of poets. reciting poetry at Kiryas shows, is see the collin i met on that sunny after noon fresh from holiday eager to leave a big foot print on the college, that you did Collins and i know with the lantern meet of poets the sky is the limit for this man who now likens himself to SPARTAKUSS.
