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A PERFECT PREFECT

Many will brag in Kenya if you happen to have schooled in one of the city high schools ,so it happens, as many will testify that I ,was not among the fortunate individuals as my parents could not afford food for us and academic ,but i haven't said they were peasants.Thus the choice of food over academic was what we did fulfill the theory of the order of basic needs .Being the last born in the family i somehow manage to enrolled at Kericho Tea school for my secondary education studies through the assistance of my next of kin that's is to say i acquired a guardian , To break this ice early enough ,one thing that stood out when i got enrolled was the prefectorial student body. It was an elite organization whose members were the crème de la crème of the school. No school policy was implemented without their input, and they had powers to punish same as the teachers. To say that I admired them would be an understatement; I was obsessed with the very thought of being one of them.

There were only two qualifications to become a prefect; a good academic ranking and a record of good behavior. Having come from a school, where I was always at the top of my class, I was sure I was going to make prefect. This assumption nurtured in me an arrogance that made me see myself as being better than others. I even started walking like a prefect; briskly, shaking a bunch of keys in my hands to announce my arrival. However, while I lay on my bed at night dreaming of how powerful I would become, others stayed late into the night studying hard.

In the end it was they and not I that became prefects. It took me quite a while before I could face those that I had been mean to during my assumed ascension, and even though the acrimony between us eventually disappeared, I never lost grasp of the lessons that I learned.

Had I been a diligent student, instead of day dreaming I would have accomplished all that I had aspired to accomplish. However, this first lesson wouldn't have meant as much had I not learned the second and most important lesson. Humility. Prior to this incident I had never perceived myself as being a conceited person, but, I was. This realization showed me the need to self-examine. "What other vices do I have?" The voice at the back of my head seemed to echo. I soon realized that the list was endless, that I was a stranger to myself.

I may never be perfect, but certainly this should not stop me from aspiring to be a much better person. By transforming those vices that taint my personality into attractive moral values, I have gradually made stronger friendships that have and still continue to have a positive impact on me.

By combining both academic acumen and moral values, I hope to mold myself into an individual of diverse talents who is always ready and willing to better himself for his own sake and that of those around him. From my recent successes and failures I can tell that this is not an easy endeavor, but looking back at how far I've come its worth a try.