David Ruwa Official Blog

I took life much more easy. Relaxed more. It is highly probable that I just wanted to fit in and be 'like everyone else'. I traded myself just to be like every other person. I really wanted to feel what it felt like to be like the other people. It felt nice, I felt accepted...but the damage was so hard it would have to take ages to fix. So long, I wish I knew.

in 2007 was marked by reuniting with most of my lost friends. Then, I was back to a normal friend... We could now make stories together as we performed almost equally. No hard feelings anymore. Life was cool. I was now free to be a joker, whom I felt was what I was, innate. Sleeping in class was normal now. I was sinking, and far worse, I was way comfortable in doing so. So terrible.

on my report book; 'David, go back to your lost glory'. Powerful words in deed, typical of the director... Stuck on me to date. For a pretty long time, people used that line on me. Yes, it did a fair share of motivating me to work hard as well as it did shutter me more every time it reminded me that in deed 'I had some "glory"' and now it was lost. Joining class six

to pass my exams again. This was the very first time to make such a resolve in my life. My academic life and excellence was changed and was going to be challenged in ways I never knew existed. I was in my academic performance depression, and little did I know that I was going to stay there for long. I had never received a  comment such as the one the director, Mr Samwel Maneno wrote

I was tongue tied for a moment. I lost myself. I had never been told such before. I felt disappointed. Disappointed in myself. I started introspection. " Hello!" I had even forgotten I was on the phone. "Yes I can hear you... No, no am not playing" I quickly responded. I was down and out, I felt shattered. I cannot remember the rest of the outbursts. I resolved that I would work hard in my studies

talk to me on his phone. I agreed, as though I could do any less than that. Quite convenient, exam results for that session were already out. After saying hi and asking how I was doing, my parent went quickly forward to asking for my performance in the latest released results. "I was position 11 in the class" I answered. Hell broke, right on me for a moment. "You have started playing. Is that it?"

among the many rejections I got due to my academic performance. Clearly, my performance was disliked by more than it was liked. 2006 came and I was now in class five. I remember this year as a turning point in my academic life. Particularly, I remember one lunch break. Just before the bell rang, the headmaster got in my class and asked for me. I got out and he explained that my parent wanted to

an introvert or an extrovert, because sometimes I feel introverted and some other times, extroverted. I however, did not like the much light I was receiving at, that period of time. Also, it did greatly, damage some of my personal friendly relations. As I remember a friend once refused to make stories with me just because "we always make stories together but you pass your exams alone"- my friend told me. This was just one

was successful in once again branding me. "Small body but with big brains." Let's say, I almost kind of liked the new brand, but so long as it still had the "small body" part of it, I hated it. I did. Within the year 2004 and early 2006, I was a frequent example at the school assembly; "work hard like David here" Well, I have never really been able to categorize myself as either fully

Every coin has two sides. Since I ever joined school, my academic performance was good...excellent to be precise. This remained the case when I joined Kwale Tumaini. Most people were astonished, as they asked me, how I was sickly, spent a whole lot of time in hospitals yet I managed to pass my exams and be among the top students in my class, and most of the times, the top student. The school administration