An expedition up to Rwenzori Mountains was remembered by a Head Boy who on coming down told his father about the snow and ice at the top. The old man sad he would believe that water could be solid when his son brought a piece down to show him! Such a piece was in fact brought down and displayed for him, although it was a small piece compared with the one cut from the snow line, just before our descent began on account of the warmer weather on the lower slopes of the mountain.
A trek on another occasion over the end of the range, down into the Rift Valley, ended in a lonely part of pygmy country. It was very hot. We were all very thirsty. A local mud hutted shopkeeper offered us "spiced tea." "No milk," he said. Then, suddenly, as an afterthought, he wondered if we might "like some of this." "Some of this" turned out to be a case of Pepsi-cola. We knew "Civilization" could not be far away! We were so thirsty we would have drunk anything.
As remembered and written by Mr. E.C. Cooper, M.A., Headmaster, Between 1948 - 1954. Stay tuned for more Anecdotes of Life at Nyakasura!!
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