quiet student, he studied hard.
He left New Era College for higher secondary
education and after studying in USA reappeared some
years later as an applicant for a teacher’s job.
Of course, my father was delighted to give him a
He was a sincere teacher and popular with the
Once he played the guitar on a student picnic.
Later, we went on a photo shoot to a park where
he played the guitar and the students danced.
Some outstanding shots were clicked as these
appeared in an article about New Era College in a
two-page article in Taifa Leo.
During this time, he told me he wrote poetry and
showed me some of his efforts.
I had just completed my journalism course and
joined The Nation and so I told him that poetry was
not a career and advised him to study journalism
instead of writing poetry.
Soon after, he informed me he had secured
admission in journalism in Arusha and went off