Today I had a conversation

Today I had a conversation with a different kind of human being. 

Cut scene. Flashback moment. Senior two at Kiira College Butiki, Jinja. Yes, the school with the white shorts.

Now this school had a katogo of characters. One of these characters was the famous Kenneth, a classmate of mine. Kenneth had the stomach capacity to contain food that surpassed any living being that anyone in our populace had ever witnessed. 

Kenneth was a "special case".

You see, Kenneth just couldn't get enough of that posho and beans goodness. He would go for a second round like the poor little Oliver, but the kitchen was having non of that nonsense. But this didn't deter Kenneth.

There were food bins made out of cut jerrycans placed in the aisles for leftover food . Determined Kenneth would walk over, dip his dish in and fish out as much food as he wanted, walk over to his seat, and eat.

And that is how he became a special case. The administration granted him permission to get at most three servings of food. He led a revolution. After him, other students requested administration to grant them permission to be on the list of special cases.

Why am I talking about Kenneth? Well, Kenneth grew up in Nigeria. One day he came up to me with what he called a Nigerian delicacy. Avocabo mixed with sugar. My brain froze for a fraction of a second. My taste buds rejected this suggestion without even tasting.

" *SALT! AVOCADO NEEDS SALT! NOT SUGAR!* " my brain kept shouting as I politely smiled and said I'd try it some other day.

Some other day came. And no, this was not an experiments sake thing. Remember, this is boarding. Every last shilling counts. I was in kayas.

For those of you not familiar with this terminology, kayas is the time in boarding school when all of your money and grab has ran out.

So I purchased my avocado from the green market during break time, bought a ka sachet of sugar and went to dorm. I cut the Avocado in half, removed the seed, added the sugar and mixed.

You know how you first smell then very slowly bring a strange food to your sceptical lips as if buying time to change your mind or convince yourself to eat? I was in that moment. Everything was silent. It was just the weird avocado and I. We were the moment, and the moment was us. No turning back. There was a triple chemistry lesson after break and that guy was a sleeping pills sleeping pill. I needed something in my belly.

So I took my first taste and to my surprise, it wasn't bad at all. It became my thing for only like four days. It gets boring fast. 

I digress. Today I had a conversation with a different kind of human being. He puts salt in his porridge. . . And sometimes in plain yoghurt.