Mulondo Children: Muko’s school choir on TV
Jul 10, 2004
"The headmistress has blown her whistle," the gatekeeper said and then he added kindly. "The school will be on TV tonight. You can see more of your boys then."
The story so far:
When the Mulondos visit Muko and Samsoni at their new school, their visit is abruptly ended.
The story continues:
"Your five minutes are up!" the gate-man shouted.
"We didn't even use two minutes." Mrs. Mulondo protested.
"The headmistress has blown her whistle," the gatekeeper said and then he added kindly. "The school will be on TV tonight. You can see more of your boys then."
Nalu and her parents watched helplessly as the Mulondo boys were escorted back to the dormitories.
"Samsoni isn't happy," Nalu said as they turned away.
"He will get used to it," her father smiled. "Muko seemed happy."
"There is something strange about that school," Mrs. Mulondo sighed
"There is nothing strange. Every school has its ways," Mulondo laughed. "Those ways are called tradition."
"It's a strange tradition to call the dorm monitor a kennel attendant," Nalu said thoughtfully.
"It's probably because the matron worked in the Police Dog Section before she came to the school,†her father replied.
"Did she?" Mrs. Mulondo was taken aback. "I hope she remembers she's now looking after children and not dogs."
"Of course she remembers," Kefa Mulondo frowned, "…the school has a good name, Abundant Joy." "A good name may have been chosen to trick us," his wife sighed.
"Maybe we can learn something more about the school on TV tonight," Nalu suggested.
That night, the three Mulondos waited to see the school on TV.
"Here it comes!" Nalu cried when the next programme was announced. Mr. Mulondo clapped his hands and laughed as the school buildings came on to the television screen.
"Who is that?" Mrs. Mulondo shouted when a large woman in a dirty apron was shown conducting a choir of boys.
"Muko's friend, the matron" her husband smiled.
The Mulondo family watched in amazement as the choir of boys barked and barked and barked. Samsoni was in the front row and Muko was one of the tall ones at the back.
At the end of the song, the matron stood on tiptoes and raised her arms as the choir of boys craned their necks and howled in unison, and then bowed.
Safia Mulondo turned to her husband and said.
"We must be at that school first thing tomorrow morning."
"To do what!" he cried in alarm.
When the Mulondos visit Muko and Samsoni at their new school, their visit is abruptly ended.
The story continues:
"Your five minutes are up!" the gate-man shouted.
"We didn't even use two minutes." Mrs. Mulondo protested.
"The headmistress has blown her whistle," the gatekeeper said and then he added kindly. "The school will be on TV tonight. You can see more of your boys then."
Nalu and her parents watched helplessly as the Mulondo boys were escorted back to the dormitories.
"Samsoni isn't happy," Nalu said as they turned away.
"He will get used to it," her father smiled. "Muko seemed happy."
"There is something strange about that school," Mrs. Mulondo sighed
"There is nothing strange. Every school has its ways," Mulondo laughed. "Those ways are called tradition."
"It's a strange tradition to call the dorm monitor a kennel attendant," Nalu said thoughtfully.
"It's probably because the matron worked in the Police Dog Section before she came to the school,†her father replied.
"Did she?" Mrs. Mulondo was taken aback. "I hope she remembers she's now looking after children and not dogs."
"Of course she remembers," Kefa Mulondo frowned, "…the school has a good name, Abundant Joy." "A good name may have been chosen to trick us," his wife sighed.
"Maybe we can learn something more about the school on TV tonight," Nalu suggested.
That night, the three Mulondos waited to see the school on TV.
"Here it comes!" Nalu cried when the next programme was announced. Mr. Mulondo clapped his hands and laughed as the school buildings came on to the television screen.
"Who is that?" Mrs. Mulondo shouted when a large woman in a dirty apron was shown conducting a choir of boys.
"Muko's friend, the matron" her husband smiled.
The Mulondo family watched in amazement as the choir of boys barked and barked and barked. Samsoni was in the front row and Muko was one of the tall ones at the back.
At the end of the song, the matron stood on tiptoes and raised her arms as the choir of boys craned their necks and howled in unison, and then bowed.
Safia Mulondo turned to her husband and said.
"We must be at that school first thing tomorrow morning."
"To do what!" he cried in alarm.