One of the profound things I liked about being in boarding section; I was never late for school, I mean I was already in school, how could I be late! Well, that was the way my life was set up four years in a boarding school, until when a flip happened in Advanced Level and I had to do day school.
The procedure in boarding school was; wake up, tap jazz, clean up, tap jazz dress up, tap more jazz, breakfast, then head to class at leisure. In day school, arrangement changed to; Wake up, clean up, miss breakfast voluntarily, take Uber a taxi in silence, traffic jam, then school and finally class. Did I mention, I had to miss breakfast on a daily? To date, I still feel bad about that breakfast I missed.
Back to the story, we had a latecomer’s club, I kid you not! A latecomers’ club (Our school was just that awesome when It came to implementing new clubs fwaa) actually, it was the headmaster’s idea for the club. So the criteria was; you come late for a couple of days say three days, you become a registered member of the club, on the next days, when the habit took you captive, you had to pay UgX. 1,000 to the headmaster through the treasurer of the club.
Meanwhile, in form five, I was always on time, actually, I was way earlier than I was supposed to be in school (I could check in before even some boarding students were awake, Yo!) Looking at those students, made me miss my boarding school days, but alas! I was enjoying day school with its settings and freedom it came with.
Fast forward, form six came with though with reputation at school and bossy settings at the school campus. So, many of us in form six started coming late for school and feeling so special. The headmaster of the school by then formed the club – latecomers’ club in our year, specifically for candidate classes. The first time, the headmaster netted me late, he threatened me saying “the next time you come late, I am making you the treasurer of the club, so you will be paying UgX. 5,000 every day and I will tell you daddy because we are friends.”
That threat only was enough to awaken my ‘early morning wake up’ system which had to gone to holiday. I wasn’t ready to pay that money each day of school and also to face my daddy and have such conversations about school, how? I resumed to coming early to school every day and never did I go to school late, never.
This threat shaped my time management pattern till today, this is one of the things school made me better at, okay, my school that had a late comers’ club. And we all know the value of time, no? If you don’t, I will leave you with a quote.
An ounce of gold will not buy an inch of time. ~Chinese Proverb