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by James, 20

 

EVE, A DOCTOR AND A MISSIONARY WITHOUT BOARDER.

 

What we love about Eve

Is that she takes a leave

Her home, her family and country to leave.

Just to know how we live

In Kenya –A country with peace.

 

Her sermon in the pulpit nice

Her work to redeem us from this miserable cave.

Of diseases poverty and ignorance.

To make us healthy rich and wise

And plant on other people faces a smile.

 

We thank God, who gave her good ears.

To carefully listen to us her brothers and sisters.

The God, who gave her a wonderful and

Excellent mind, to think beautifully and

Help us solve our numerous problems.

 

We thank God, who gave her good eyes,

To see what can be done and do it.

The God, who gave her that tongue

To give comfort and peace to us

Who really seek it.

 

Don’t mistake her for Adam’s wife,

Who brought us this misery and confusion.

Dr Eve Tolley is an American, whose

Heart can only be found in one place

-RIAMUKURWE.

 

She is a true servant of God.

A real missionary of the word of God.

When opening the hospital she has

Built for us, she said,

“Let not anyone be sent away

Because they cannot pay.”

 

She never sends anyone away

When they need clothing, shelter, food and school fees.

 

The lord will send rain to shower

The seeds she has sown.

By helping one to help another,

Until her dreams are achieved.

 

By helping change a person,

One changes a society and a nation.

For the tree starts from the roots.

 

 

"How My Day Was" by Rhoda W. (17)

I woke up very early in the morning, I took a birth, I took my breakfast brushed my teeth and went to school.

 

On the way, I forgot that where I had placed my tie and I went back running, got it, and went back to school.

 

On arriving to school I settled down and continued reading until seven when the bell was rang for assembly.

 

On parade time, the teacher on duty encouraged us and another teacher gave us a Bible verse which she further interpreted more. Unluckily when we got back to our classes, students in  form or grade ten did not have a teacher for two subjects (physics) we felt so bad because we were waiting for our Physics teacher, Mr. Ngunju.

 

After that we had a double lesson for Biology then a break for twenty minutes. We continued with the other lessons then went out for lunch for forty minutes. Those on duty cleaned the dining hall. After all the lessons were over we went for CU and CA, the Christian Union and Catholic association.

 

The preacher who was Mr. James Rubue give us a very strong message from the 2 Samuel Chapter five-verse ten down words. After the preacher was over the Master of Ceremony gave permission for presenting and I presented an English song which I dedicated mostly to the Form Fours to encourage and strengthen their faith.

 

Being in school for so long we went home at 5:00 PM and on the reach I did nothing more less than changing and going for a run to exercise my body when it was all I took my dinner and went to do other extraordinary things in the dormitory.

 

"My Worst Day" by Rhoda W. (17)

My worst day in school is Monday. I don’t know why I find Monday a very bad day in my life. Sometimes I tend to think is because I don’t know whether the teacher will come to class or not I even hate the lessons on Monday bcoz they aredouble except English, Kiswahili and Math. I feel so tired while waking up in the morning on Monday ready to go to school. Sometimes I don’t even feel like speaking to anybody.

 

 

"The Story I will never forgot" by Jane (9)

Once upon a time there were two girls who were are told by their mother to go to fetch fire  wood and when they reached on the forest they saw two lions coming toward them and they were fearing becase they head never seen. Lean again and the fist girl was called monicah and the second was called agnes. When they were fetching fire wood they told each other to climb a tree which wsa with many mangoes and when they climbed one tree tehey told each other we close our eyes we see who will harvest the ripe and monicah did not close her eyes so she was the one who harvested the ripe.

 

That story I will never forget.

"My Home Tumaini" by George (12)

My home is Tumaini. Tumaini is good home for boys and pupils we help each other. for people who can come to visit it is a masha [mansion] at your left hand and you an see a big house which has for doors. We love see people who comes outside our country.

 

Tumaini is nest to PCA Riamukerwe parish. Tumaini is a good home where someone plays ny kind of ball. We plays football e.t.c. Tumaini is the best home for children who wants to help. They are many kinds of people but we plays without sigt with figt with others and work with other people. We have a good leader who help us to do eny thing. The good leader shows us a good example to follow God helps us with many ways. We plays with others very well other people ask what we doing because we don’t fights.

 

We have a good glandfather who loves at Rever. Muindi.