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my thoughts further there and then.
I was glad she heard from the lectern
what the young teacher taught and would be
truthful to herself or else a bee
would sting her and her scream
for help would be heard right at the stream
at the other side of the clan.
Then, she'd know an hideous plan
was what all along they had been hatching
but henceforth I was keenly watching.
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We got to school and Mrs Bearit
was glad to see us back. She hit
the table and we sang our hygiene song.
Of course, with the song it was wrong
not to clean your teeth and tongue.
You never kept your nails long
as you weren't a vampire.
We knew we must hang on the clothes wire
all our washing as they would dry
and smell good and we would try
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cut and comb our hair and keep our feet
out of dust as lice and jiggers were benefits
for all those doing otherwise.
Who did those nice things was wise.
We sang, clapped, jumped and stamped
the concrete floor. With our hands
stretched in front of us after
the song, the inspection by our teacher
started so as to properly guide us
to live by example that we should be serious
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in practicing what we preach.
Her cane swiftly would reach
your knuckles if long and dirty
were your fingernails; and the family
would be summoned if any kid
returned to school with dirty kits
on the first day. Done with hygiene,
our second lesson began. Our teacher pinned
her pointer to the board and we sang
after her the letters of Antish. Our tones rang
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with excitement from the first letter
to the last. At some points, we did falter
but were corrected by our teacher
and throughout we did it with laughter
and merriment. Done with the exercise,
we were asked, our left hands met the right
as we clapped for ourselves. We sat down.
Then, we were shown how each sound
in Antish could be formed with the letters,
starting from the basics. Our teacher
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began with the verbs. 'Seh' is to see
or look. (Someone said they needed to pee.)
When she was done with the pupil,
she returned to the board. The chalk scribbled
the word 'tork' which painted the deed
the pupil in the urinal just did.
'Borh' was the next and it means take.
The pupil returned, washed hands and moved to slake
his throat at the corner the water
was stored in a big container.
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There was no water bottle in our time.
You drew near a large container, after a sign
or permission by our teacher after
you'd asked you needed to slake your throat with water,
with your own cup and filled it with the one on the cover
of the big clay pot used as water container.
While doing this, the eyes of the monitor
or teacher were on you. We were tutored
strongly at home and in school on the basics
of hygiene. 'Hukara Mbakara' - love or hate it -
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did bless our clan with a well-planned city
where in the right point sat the right facility:
park for carts, market, rubbish dump,
military barracks, police post, post office, stadium,
hospital, prison, leisure park and school.
Antburg was the first during Colonial Rule
that was made a model for governance
at the local level; and importance
was put on us imbibing core values
from inside to the outside so they were rules
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that were foisted on us right from childhood.
Every kid from every neighbourhood
knew they shouldn't insult the night-soil man.
If you did, he could hatch a wicked plan:
he'd dump all of the materials in his bucket
on your threshold. If we had, mark it,
night-soil point in every compound
and at night, masked men would pound
their boots in and cart the loads away
and the town would again in the day
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look and smell clean and fresh, then cleanliness
was inherent in us. Any messiness
would attract punishment, at home
and in school. Again, Mrs Bearit wasn't prone
hitting any child unnecessary.
She was keen to guide us patiently.
Sometimes, we would rush to drink
from the cup on the cover but at the brink
we would be recalled to do what was apt.
Appropriate behaviour was shown by the lad.

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