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Sometime in 1990</default:title><default:link>http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/09/01/first_day_of_school_sometime_in~1088583/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2006-09-01T14:37:20+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is a particularly long walk down memory lane - patience is a virtue and let's take a long walk down that road - to P7 results - sorry forgive my english "kantab" results...the cut off point was like 6 so if you had 4, 5 or 6 - you were in! The excitement of going to Namagunga - packing a tin box - for some of us it was the first time we'd be away from family and friends and everything we held dear for the next 3 months.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Remember the list that came with the admission letter &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; i vaguely remember the following items&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Flat iron&lt;br&gt;2. Oxford geometry set &lt;br&gt;3. 5 dresses &lt;br&gt;4. 1 hoe &lt;br&gt;5. 1 Jerrycan&lt;br&gt;6. 1 broom &lt;br&gt;7. 1 tin box&lt;br&gt;8. excercise books, FULLSCAPS, pen and pencils&lt;br&gt;9. A list of textbooks - not sure whether we bought an Abbot in S1 or S3 but there was a physics book, Good News Bible?, Introduction to Biology, ....can't remember the rest &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;my mind can't seem to get through that list - but i remember it clearly because my first reaction at reading 5 dresses was how in the world does anyone survive with 5 dresses in 3 months! Then came the tips from friends, relatives and inlaws on how to get past the five dresses.  Then there was the mad rush - don't forget the small jerrycan, pair of slippers and everything else that wasn't on the list - hardcorn, popcorn, biscuits, crisps, &lt;strong&gt;QUENCHER&lt;/strong&gt;, and i must say whoever invented quencher hit a jackpot when it came to boarding school. It was the must have item on every list. In S1 I think there was only orange quencher then by S3 there was strawberry quencher &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Then we came into the "pearly gates" of boarding school - i was late - i never did come early for anything - and there were the S.2s to pick us up and guide the way. "What class?" 1A? ok -then the introduction to your teacher....then the "long inspection" - pay slips - remember Sr. May ? Bless her - she can't possibly be alive ...then you were off to "the tailor" for the red skirt and white shirt and then to the dorms.  One white shirt to last us 3 months!!! never mind 3 months - to last a year. Then there was the whole mad rush next visiting Sunday - everyone wrote home asking for an extra white shirt unless you had a sister or cousin who had filled you in on bringing one before.  After the first week of being in boarding school all you wanted to do was go home and pick up the hundred and one practical things you really needed but didn't think to get like a torch, candles, matchstiks for the lovely days when "kara fired" &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;We took off our shoes put on our bright new slippers and went to fetch water and walk around with the s.2s and our parents. I think that's the first time in my life i got money to actually keep with no long list of things to do and change to bring home &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; and didn't realize the true meaning of "easy come easy go" until it was time to head to the canteen one week later.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It would be pure genius if i could remember who the S.2 was that picked me up - i think they did it in pairs and for the life of me i can't remember who that was. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The box room was a novelty - my suitcase was next to Judy Bazzex and that's really how we met....i remember that and Penniah (banange how is she?) &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And who remembers how vitally important it was to have a &lt;strong&gt;KNIFE!!!&lt;/strong&gt; the number of times we screamed in the boxroom - who has a knife - especially on Tuesday evening after canteen &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; and why did we always feel the need to eat bread right after supper/ "dinning?" "who has a tin opener" was another favorite and if you were the lucky person with the knife or the tin opener you  just might get a share in whatever the contents of the tin or knife was needed for....&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIRST ASSEMBLY &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;Assembly was almost bearable with the red skirt but we did have our memories for one week without the red skirt - it was bad enough that everywhere you went everyone knew you were in S1 - and we all or at least i couldn't wait to get A RED SKIRT. And we had one tailor to do 100 or so skirts - talk about cost savings &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; and when the year began it was one tailor for however many we were - but for all the six years i was in Namagunga we had one tailor and it was the same tailor who did our skirts - and the same carpenter who did those beautiful boards/gifts we came up with later - beautifully painted love hearts or paintings on a piece of wood that he would carve and shine and we would quickly send by "speedy" home - or to whatever the destination was....whoever thought of those momentos - hats off to you - remember they cost about 1000 or 500 shillings depending on "vanish" - to have or not to have vanish on your wood carving that was a serious issue when trying to determine whether or not you could afford kuku guys chicken that evening as well... i think kuku guy was pure torture when one was broke...&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; then the test of friendship was the firend who'd share kuku with you that saturday.  And why didn't kuku guy ever come after visiting sunday? God knows i was always broke the saturday before vingy and that seems to be to me the day the came the most!!!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Right...back to S1 after getting the red skirt was the social graces lecture - i loved Monday nights when we'd have improptu meetings in the MAIN HALL and Asse explain definition of "tuck in your shirt"  - or Sleep Minister explain why we have supervisors and a lights off bell...the bell keeper &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; mass - readings .and dorm lockers &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; ...our very first meeting in the Hall where the Head Girl introduced everyone and somehow - everything in my life - every person every authority seemed so minute when put up against the HEAD GIRL of Mt. St. Mary's Namagunga - Ms. Barbara Natabi - was she our first headgirl? can't remember. She was the HEAD GIRL - and everything else paled in comparison - until she stood next to Capui and then i realized well maybe not everything....&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;the evening walks - those were truly truly a Namagunga thing - and i haven't had as much fun or laughter as i did as we walked around the school - made a stop at the chapel - and those stops at the chapel increased closer to the the exam time - suddenly we had a lot more to tell God - this was always after the dining - the must stop by "pits" unless of course it was a canteen day....and there are very few sunsets like the Namagunga sunset....right before the bell for prep went or on visiting Sunday when there was no prep unless you were in S4 and had mocks the next day....&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ok enough for one day - write some more and let me know what i missed out on that list &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Muteesi &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/09/01/first_day_of_school_sometime_in~1088583/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><br>This is a particularly long walk down memory lane - patience is a virtue and let&#39;s take a long walk down that road - to P7 results - sorry forgive my english "kantab" results...the cut off point was like 6 so if you had 4, 5 or 6 - you were in! The excitement of going to Namagunga - packing a tin box - for some of us it was the first time we&#39;d be away from family and friends and everything we held dear for the next 3 months.</p>
	<p>Remember the list that came with the admission letter <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"> i vaguely remember the following items<img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"> </p>
	<p><strong>1. Flat iron<br>2. Oxford geometry set <br>3. 5 dresses <br>4. 1 hoe <br>5. 1 Jerrycan<br>6. 1 broom <br>7. 1 tin box<br>8. excercise books, FULLSCAPS, pen and pencils<br>9. A list of textbooks - not sure whether we bought an Abbot in S1 or S3 but there was a physics book, Good News Bible?, Introduction to Biology, ....can&#39;t remember the rest </p>
	<p></strong>my mind can&#39;t seem to get through that list - but i remember it clearly because my first reaction at reading 5 dresses was how in the world does anyone survive with 5 dresses in 3 months! Then came the tips from friends, relatives and inlaws on how to get past the five dresses.  Then there was the mad rush - don&#39;t forget the small jerrycan, pair of slippers and everything else that wasn&#39;t on the list - hardcorn, popcorn, biscuits, crisps, <strong>QUENCHER</strong>, and i must say whoever invented quencher hit a jackpot when it came to boarding school. It was the must have item on every list. In S1 I think there was only orange quencher then by S3 there was strawberry quencher <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"> </p>
	<p>Then we came into the "pearly gates" of boarding school - i was late - i never did come early for anything - and there were the S.2s to pick us up and guide the way. "What class?" 1A? ok -then the introduction to your teacher....then the "long inspection" - pay slips - remember Sr. May ? Bless her - she can&#39;t possibly be alive ...then you were off to "the tailor" for the red skirt and white shirt and then to the dorms.  One white shirt to last us 3 months!!! never mind 3 months - to last a year. Then there was the whole mad rush next visiting Sunday - everyone wrote home asking for an extra white shirt unless you had a sister or cousin who had filled you in on bringing one before.  After the first week of being in boarding school all you wanted to do was go home and pick up the hundred and one practical things you really needed but didn&#39;t think to get like a torch, candles, matchstiks for the lovely days when "kara fired" <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"> </p>
	<p>We took off our shoes put on our bright new slippers and went to fetch water and walk around with the s.2s and our parents. I think that&#39;s the first time in my life i got money to actually keep with no long list of things to do and change to bring home <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"> and didn&#39;t realize the true meaning of "easy come easy go" until it was time to head to the canteen one week later.</p>
	<p>It would be pure genius if i could remember who the S.2 was that picked me up - i think they did it in pairs and for the life of me i can&#39;t remember who that was. </p>
	<p>The box room was a novelty - my suitcase was next to Judy Bazzex and that&#39;s really how we met....i remember that and Penniah (banange how is she?) </p>
	<p>And who remembers how vitally important it was to have a <strong>KNIFE!!!</strong> the number of times we screamed in the boxroom - who has a knife - especially on Tuesday evening after canteen <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"> and why did we always feel the need to eat bread right after supper/ "dinning?" "who has a tin opener" was another favorite and if you were the lucky person with the knife or the tin opener you  just might get a share in whatever the contents of the tin or knife was needed for....</p>
	<p><strong>FIRST ASSEMBLY <br></strong><br>Assembly was almost bearable with the red skirt but we did have our memories for one week without the red skirt - it was bad enough that everywhere you went everyone knew you were in S1 - and we all or at least i couldn&#39;t wait to get A RED SKIRT. And we had one tailor to do 100 or so skirts - talk about cost savings <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"> and when the year began it was one tailor for however many we were - but for all the six years i was in Namagunga we had one tailor and it was the same tailor who did our skirts - and the same carpenter who did those beautiful boards/gifts we came up with later - beautifully painted love hearts or paintings on a piece of wood that he would carve and shine and we would quickly send by "speedy" home - or to whatever the destination was....whoever thought of those momentos - hats off to you - remember they cost about 1000 or 500 shillings depending on "vanish" - to have or not to have vanish on your wood carving that was a serious issue when trying to determine whether or not you could afford kuku guys chicken that evening as well... i think kuku guy was pure torture when one was broke...<img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"> then the test of friendship was the firend who&#39;d share kuku with you that saturday.  And why didn&#39;t kuku guy ever come after visiting sunday? God knows i was always broke the saturday before vingy and that seems to be to me the day the came the most!!!</p>
	<p>Right...back to S1 after getting the red skirt was the social graces lecture - i loved Monday nights when we&#39;d have improptu meetings in the MAIN HALL and Asse explain definition of "tuck in your shirt"  - or Sleep Minister explain why we have supervisors and a lights off bell...the bell keeper <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"> mass - readings .and dorm lockers <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"> ...our very first meeting in the Hall where the Head Girl introduced everyone and somehow - everything in my life - every person every authority seemed so minute when put up against the HEAD GIRL of Mt. St. Mary&#39;s Namagunga - Ms. Barbara Natabi - was she our first headgirl? can&#39;t remember. She was the HEAD GIRL - and everything else paled in comparison - until she stood next to Capui and then i realized well maybe not everything....</p>
	<p>the evening walks - those were truly truly a Namagunga thing - and i haven&#39;t had as much fun or laughter as i did as we walked around the school - made a stop at the chapel - and those stops at the chapel increased closer to the the exam time - suddenly we had a lot more to tell God - this was always after the dining - the must stop by "pits" unless of course it was a canteen day....and there are very few sunsets like the Namagunga sunset....right before the bell for prep went or on visiting Sunday when there was no prep unless you were in S4 and had mocks the next day....</p>
	<p>Ok enough for one day - write some more and let me know what i missed out on that list <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"> </p>
	<p>Muteesi </p>
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<p> <small> <a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/09/01/first_day_of_school_sometime_in~1088583/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/08/08/y_aara_3as_please_stand_up~1023330/"><default:title>Y'aara...3As please stand up</default:title><default:link>http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/08/08/y_aara_3as_please_stand_up~1023330/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2006-08-08T15:53:33+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;does anyone remember Y'ara...the runyankole song i'm not sure whether it was Codzie or Patience Tumusiime that taught us this song and we sang it either at a parents day or YCS - Did we even have parent's day can't remember. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;But i think Patience was the daughter getting married, Cecil was the dad and Codzie was the mum or narrator of the story and we sang the chorus and danced kitaguro - please forgive my spellings...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I remembered this for two reasons - the old hall - place of practice and little reasons to get out of prep!! Trying to figure out how to get the picture posted 3As beware - or is it be very afraid, it's a scary but hilarious picture &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;we've all gone quiet i certainly hope the party is still on &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Patricia &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/08/08/y_aara_3as_please_stand_up~1023330/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>does anyone remember Y&#39;ara...the runyankole song i&#39;m not sure whether it was Codzie or Patience Tumusiime that taught us this song and we sang it either at a parents day or YCS - Did we even have parent&#39;s day can&#39;t remember. </p>
	<p>But i think Patience was the daughter getting married, Cecil was the dad and Codzie was the mum or narrator of the story and we sang the chorus and danced kitaguro - please forgive my spellings...</p>
	<p>I remembered this for two reasons - the old hall - place of practice and little reasons to get out of prep!! Trying to figure out how to get the picture posted 3As beware - or is it be very afraid, it&#39;s a scary but hilarious picture <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"> </p>
	<p>we&#39;ve all gone quiet i certainly hope the party is still on <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"> </p>
	<p>Patricia </p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/08/08/y_aara_3as_please_stand_up~1023330/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/08/02/the_ooooold_hall~1007092/"><default:title>THE OOOOOLD HALL!!!</default:title><default:link>http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/08/02/the_ooooold_hall~1007092/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2006-08-02T07:56:56+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;You know all the special mention was done in the NEW HALL, but does anyone recall there was also an OLD HALL? Oh my, the old hall was oooold and boy, that place looked haunted. I think i the only reason i did not completely avoid it was because we had COU and SU prayers there, so i sort of believed that the prayers got rid of the 'haunting'. But still, i don't recall voluntarily going there, 'mbu' just to hibernate for cracke.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Honeslty, there was never fresh air flowing through the place, just smells of bird refuse and dust, not to mention the birds noisily chirping away in the ceiling (was there a ceiling anyway?). In fact you were never certain if a bird had not done the unthinkable on your head. 'Kale' I really dreaded finding my name on the list of people given to house work in that place, i actually wonder what people did there in the name of house work, coz there was never any change before and after the house work was done.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Okay, apart from the birds and the haunted look, i can not deny the fact that its being a CANTAB room did not help matters. I always attached thoughts of sweaty palms and a blank brain to that place, my my my, it was really a night mare for me.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Bambi, thank God there is no old hall in my life anymore.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Eva.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/08/02/the_ooooold_hall~1007092/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>You know all the special mention was done in the NEW HALL, but does anyone recall there was also an OLD HALL? Oh my, the old hall was oooold and boy, that place looked haunted. I think i the only reason i did not completely avoid it was because we had COU and SU prayers there, so i sort of believed that the prayers got rid of the 'haunting'. But still, i don't recall voluntarily going there, 'mbu' just to hibernate for cracke.</p>
	<p>Honeslty, there was never fresh air flowing through the place, just smells of bird refuse and dust, not to mention the birds noisily chirping away in the ceiling (was there a ceiling anyway?). In fact you were never certain if a bird had not done the unthinkable on your head. 'Kale' I really dreaded finding my name on the list of people given to house work in that place, i actually wonder what people did there in the name of house work, coz there was never any change before and after the house work was done.</p>
	<p>Okay, apart from the birds and the haunted look, i can not deny the fact that its being a CANTAB room did not help matters. I always attached thoughts of sweaty palms and a blank brain to that place, my my my, it was really a night mare for me.</p>
	<p>Bambi, thank God there is no old hall in my life anymore.</p>
	<p>Eva.</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/08/02/the_ooooold_hall~1007092/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/06/16/special_mention~886618/"><default:title>Special Mention</default:title><default:link>http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/06/16/special_mention~886618/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2006-06-16T17:44:05+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;And then there was special mention...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Special Mention goes too....&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I think each Ministry had a list and then they would give out the "sweets" or very old hesheys kisses from Sr. Cosmas...did we ever get anything other than that....the things we did for special mention. And we had a special assembly for special mention, i never got specially mentioned ever and each morning that we had "special mention" i would think ok - i am going to work very hard at this - then my holes would start getting blocked and the studs would come right back &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; and my special mention event went down the drain. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What did we get if we didn't get on the list? Or we were mentioned for something like - please see the Minister - can't remember what that was...or if your name appeared on the speech card - that wasn't special mention but it was some sort of something and you got a punishment.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"kabeau beau" - this is my way of spelling the term we used for make up&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; and chuchau - for smelly odours and carbonmugere &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; for you know what....&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Banange who was Ms. Nalumansi and why is her name permanently engraved in my memory? &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Sorry Maria i keep forgetting to write my name all those times - for the "one fine day", "response to Ishta" and the dates from 16th - 22nd December - Kabuleeta
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/06/16/special_mention~886618/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>And then there was special mention...</p>
	<p>Special Mention goes too....</p>
	<p>I think each Ministry had a list and then they would give out the "sweets" or very old hesheys kisses from Sr. Cosmas...did we ever get anything other than that....the things we did for special mention. And we had a special assembly for special mention, i never got specially mentioned ever and each morning that we had "special mention" i would think ok - i am going to work very hard at this - then my holes would start getting blocked and the studs would come right back <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"> and my special mention event went down the drain. </p>
	<p>What did we get if we didn't get on the list? Or we were mentioned for something like - please see the Minister - can't remember what that was...or if your name appeared on the speech card - that wasn't special mention but it was some sort of something and you got a punishment.</p>
	<p>"kabeau beau" - this is my way of spelling the term we used for make up<img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"> and chuchau - for smelly odours and carbonmugere <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"> for you know what....</p>
	<p>Banange who was Ms. Nalumansi and why is her name permanently engraved in my memory? </p>
	<p>Sorry Maria i keep forgetting to write my name all those times - for the "one fine day", "response to Ishta" and the dates from 16th - 22nd December - Kabuleeta
</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;Are we game or not. Okay, let's have names. location (I guess that will depend on the numbers) and suggestive dates.Lets' avoid Christmas week for obvious reasons ( we all want to be home when Father Christmas drops by huh?)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I am up fopr Dec 16th..........now there is one suggestion. Ladies, don't make me party on my own.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Names and dates please.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Maria
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/06/12/not_just_talk~874608/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Okay ladies, let us not be just talk. Style up..........are we having this get together or not. For those of you in the diaspora get your nyashes home.......... I am up for this. And realy if we are going to do this.............10 years. We better unleash ourselves. All those who liked to be on comittees own up........okay, all those who sat on any social committee say "ah". </p>
	<p>Are we game or not. Okay, let's have names. location (I guess that will depend on the numbers) and suggestive dates.Lets' avoid Christmas week for obvious reasons ( we all want to be home when Father Christmas drops by huh?)</p>
	<p>I am up fopr Dec 16th..........now there is one suggestion. Ladies, don't make me party on my own.</p>
	<p>Names and dates please.</p>
	<p>Maria
</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;2. Rush, rush&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;3. Let me be yours&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;5. Sukiyaki&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;6. Ebony and Ivory&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;7.Kabani or as Julie used to sing it, seeing we were not supposed to speak vernacular........"even who even who, they don'ti touch him when we are together".. And for those of you who are lost.............the Joanita Kawalya's song.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;8. If I fear, I fear, I fear there-a-gurunedi fello there.Where where? Namataba&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Maria&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/06/12/of_the_songs_and_what_they_meant~874565/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>1.Michael Bolton has a "the best of" CD out and guess what song springs to mind............"can I touch you there".Do you remember how such an innocent song was turned into something it was not when we were in S.5.</p>
	<p>2. Rush, rush</p>
	<p>3. Let me be yours</p>
	<p>5. Sukiyaki</p>
	<p>6. Ebony and Ivory</p>
	<p>7.Kabani or as Julie used to sing it, seeing we were not supposed to speak vernacular........"even who even who, they don'ti touch him when we are together".. And for those of you who are lost.............the Joanita Kawalya's song.</p>
	<p>8. If I fear, I fear, I fear there-a-gurunedi fello there.Where where? Namataba</p>
	<p>Maria</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;Where is:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;1) The thumper? Please take your minds back to S.4&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;2) The thumped? Who beat who.............over what?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;3)Cow?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;4)Inspector Goat? &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;5) Belinda my love&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;6) Piggy family&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;7)Sula babe&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;8)Juni............Cordelia help us out here.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;9)Eneriko&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;10) The kuku man&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;11) what was the name of the gateman........that slim guy. Judy you went home enough times, what was his name...........okay Muteesi tell us.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;12)Sharon? How old do you think Sharon is? Imagine her as a teenager.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;13)The black lady who used to sit in the bursar's office. And don'y you dare tell me she was the bursar..........Sr.May was the bursar (rest her soul)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;14)The matron............so small and yet she held great power.Think sbout it, if that woman decided to write the wrong number for your waist line after being measured for a skirt. You would have to suck in that stomach for the rest of the year.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;15) Gumi&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;16)Born in Africa&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;17)Sandra Clark&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;18)Opa&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;19)Who remembers Mr.Kamya? He used to teach art.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;20)Sr. Francis...................B's own up.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;21)The biscuits of all biscuits.............eneriko?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;22)Guys what was the name of the lorry driver?This man drove us places and I don't think I ever knew his name.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Maria&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/06/12/where_art_thou~874387/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Unleash thy selves.</p>
	<p>Where is:</p>
	<p>1) The thumper? Please take your minds back to S.4</p>
	<p>2) The thumped? Who beat who.............over what?</p>
	<p>3)Cow?</p>
	<p>4)Inspector Goat? </p>
	<p>5) Belinda my love</p>
	<p>6) Piggy family</p>
	<p>7)Sula babe</p>
	<p>8)Juni............Cordelia help us out here.</p>
	<p>9)Eneriko</p>
	<p>10) The kuku man</p>
	<p>11) what was the name of the gateman........that slim guy. Judy you went home enough times, what was his name...........okay Muteesi tell us.</p>
	<p>12)Sharon? How old do you think Sharon is? Imagine her as a teenager.</p>
	<p>13)The black lady who used to sit in the bursar's office. And don'y you dare tell me she was the bursar..........Sr.May was the bursar (rest her soul)</p>
	<p>14)The matron............so small and yet she held great power.Think sbout it, if that woman decided to write the wrong number for your waist line after being measured for a skirt. You would have to suck in that stomach for the rest of the year.</p>
	<p>15) Gumi</p>
	<p>16)Born in Africa</p>
	<p>17)Sandra Clark</p>
	<p>18)Opa</p>
	<p>19)Who remembers Mr.Kamya? He used to teach art.</p>
	<p>20)Sr. Francis...................B's own up.</p>
	<p>21)The biscuits of all biscuits.............eneriko?</p>
	<p>22)Guys what was the name of the lorry driver?This man drove us places and I don't think I ever knew his name.</p>
	<p>Maria</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/06/12/where_art_thou~874387/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/06/12/a_morning_to_remember~872629/"><default:title>A morning to remember</default:title><default:link>http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/06/12/a_morning_to_remember~872629/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2006-06-12T14:10:04+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Does anyone remember a typical namagunga morning - in the midst of the mad rush to get to whatever class - and you had to walk past red-brick and you would find people with (usually a green)tumpecos brushing their teeth outside!! &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;Either before dorms were closed or after!!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Then the mad rush to please the internal affairs supervisor and you hope you've swept and dug to the best of your ability.  Then you "borrow" a hoe from the S1s and somehow it never finds its way back to the poor S1 and yet it would be clearly labelled "Nalumansi IC" &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Thereafter assembly - and you find you are wearing studs and can't get through social graces (Assey) so you pin the studs onto your shirt - i am not sure what the difference was really between a shirt and my ears - same thing we were wearing the studs somehow. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Trying to decide what is clearly open shoes and closed shoes - not sure why - but there was always the discussion - if its open at the back is that open - if i am wearing no polish but then maybe some polish and its colorless &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;is that wearing polish&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ironing on SUNDAY and "cara fires" and you have no shirt for Monday!!!! &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Life was truly something!!! &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Good people - don't lose sight of the memories keep them coming - and dearest Penny, once you give us a date we'll start working around you. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/06/12/a_morning_to_remember~872629/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Does anyone remember a typical namagunga morning - in the midst of the mad rush to get to whatever class - and you had to walk past red-brick and you would find people with (usually a green)tumpecos brushing their teeth outside!! <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0">Either before dorms were closed or after!!</p>
	<p>Then the mad rush to please the internal affairs supervisor and you hope you've swept and dug to the best of your ability.  Then you "borrow" a hoe from the S1s and somehow it never finds its way back to the poor S1 and yet it would be clearly labelled "Nalumansi IC" </p>
	<p>Thereafter assembly - and you find you are wearing studs and can't get through social graces (Assey) so you pin the studs onto your shirt - i am not sure what the difference was really between a shirt and my ears - same thing we were wearing the studs somehow. </p>
	<p>Trying to decide what is clearly open shoes and closed shoes - not sure why - but there was always the discussion - if its open at the back is that open - if i am wearing no polish but then maybe some polish and its colorless <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0">is that wearing polish<img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"></p>
	<p>Ironing on SUNDAY and "cara fires" and you have no shirt for Monday!!!! </p>
	<p>Life was truly something!!! </p>
	<p>Good people - don't lose sight of the memories keep them coming - and dearest Penny, once you give us a date we'll start working around you. </p>
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	&lt;p&gt;So anyway  I then proceeded to ask he if she knew what a "nyash-o-meter".The look on her face..........said it all. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Anyway my question is............who was the nigerian in school?Who imported the word?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;How is everyone doing? Are we in starve of kaabo? Either that or we are in term X.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Have a good one ladies.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Maria
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/05/02/of_the_nyash_and_the_nyasho_meter~771279/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>So the other day I was driving around town with this friend of mine.She is oroginally from Nigeria. You didn't need to know all that but here goes...................we see this babe walking along the road and my friend says to me, "my gosh, that girl has such a nyash!". I was like "you have stolen our word. How did you know about a nyash?" And this girl, was like what word................NYASH is actually a Nigerian word. The word Nyash actually did exist. Now for those in the know, you probably knew this. But I didn't..... so imagine the excitemnt of hearing a 28 year old woman call a nyash..a nyash in Bristol!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</p>
	<p>So anyway  I then proceeded to ask he if she knew what a "nyash-o-meter".The look on her face..........said it all. </p>
	<p>Anyway my question is............who was the nigerian in school?Who imported the word?</p>
	<p>How is everyone doing? Are we in starve of kaabo? Either that or we are in term X.</p>
	<p>Have a good one ladies.</p>
	<p>Maria
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/05/02/of_the_nyash_and_the_nyasho_meter~771279/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/04/10/one_fine_day~716767/"><default:title>One Fine Day....</default:title><default:link>http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/04/10/one_fine_day~716767/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2006-04-10T14:22:08+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;This Saturday and i will admit it was the first in a long time i had a typical Namagunga Saturday and I would like to share some thoughts that came to mind with you...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Maria getting up at 12.01am to do laundry on Saturday. There's morning people and then there's Maria Ngatunga. I could barely keep my eyes open by midnight on any given day - Maria would be done, washed and hanged by 3am and once or twice i found her ironing!!! as i was waking up - but then that could have been for mass on Sunday&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So.... we fetched water or prayed for rain and drained the tanks in the nearest vicinity - borrowed buckets and basins - why didn't i ever just buy two basins&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_idea.gif" alt=":idea:" class="middle" border="0"&gt; - we always had t o wait for a "lala" to finish washing/share - but sharing got complicated in terms of sharing water!!! hard earned fetched water - it was a complete and selfless act when someone shared water with you - do you remember how many times you asked someone for water and there was a long story about how they just couldn't unless it was just one cup and they measured that one cup of water for you!!! &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_rolleyes.gif" alt=":roll:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Once laundry was done - and that was truly one of my more traumatizing experiences as opposed to self reliance - i was happy to dig my way out of any patch allocated to me but laundry was one long experience.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Then there was the mad dash - not to get dorms locked so you could get everything back in. How amazing the difference it made once we left S.1 to be able to "negotiate" what time your dorms got locked with the .... can't remember who locked dorms or what the specific title was!!! &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_rolleyes.gif" alt=":roll:" class="middle" border="0"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Then there was self - then we'd come and clean up and the worst part was how thirsty or tired we'd be and grab would sometimes on those Saturdays be so scarce we had very little or even nothing to share - but we made do with what we had. Then came the options - to find a spot in the box room and catch up on some match needed gossip and hope your batteries had been in the sun long enough to "recharge" so you could listen to "end of the road" - boyz II Men or whatever gospel tape was going round at the time - or in the alternative find a spot under some tree and try and figure out what Mutibwa was talking about or Mme Chemistry meant with the infamous - titrations and why yours was always the wrong colour - or the long walk to the labs to read - or Ms. Wasswa's chapter's or .... take your pick.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;If we were lucky we had some entertainment - Commerce Seminar, YCS something - though YCS I think was on Sunday - some form of practice to think about or see some boys and girls on the compound...something was better than nothing and that took up the better part of the morning! &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Then there was lunch and thereafter it was one of two things - if you were in S3 and it was your turn to peal for Sunday - so be it - if not - again, boxroom, sleeping in class - or booking some spot with lala's and hanging out for the afternoon. Ironing came into play at some point or not - canteen - if Doreen was in a good mood - or Sr. Cosmas had teddy's and why did she always have teddy's and expired choclate when i was soooooooooooooo broke!!!! &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Thereafter we had dinner and prep and the lovely choir practice - anything to shorten saturday night prep unless you had a bad paper Monday - then you stayed and choir practice was almost non-existent. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I was thinking back to all these things as i cleaned up - did laundry and made dinner - just thinking everything i was doing or trying to do I learned from Namagunga. Even the simple graces - that social graces tried desperately to impart i find played out in my life today - so i thank you all - in your being strict, friendly and whatever manner you got me to be the most disciplined person no matter how much i rebelled - it's paid off - 20 something years later....&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Your guess is as good as mine &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_lol.gif" alt=":DD" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/04/10/one_fine_day~716767/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>This Saturday and i will admit it was the first in a long time i had a typical Namagunga Saturday and I would like to share some thoughts that came to mind with you...</p>
	<p>Maria getting up at 12.01am to do laundry on Saturday. There's morning people and then there's Maria Ngatunga. I could barely keep my eyes open by midnight on any given day - Maria would be done, washed and hanged by 3am and once or twice i found her ironing!!! as i was waking up - but then that could have been for mass on Sunday<img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"></p>
	<p>So.... we fetched water or prayed for rain and drained the tanks in the nearest vicinity - borrowed buckets and basins - why didn't i ever just buy two basins<img src="/img/smilies/icon_idea.gif" alt=":idea:" class="middle" border="0"> - we always had t o wait for a "lala" to finish washing/share - but sharing got complicated in terms of sharing water!!! hard earned fetched water - it was a complete and selfless act when someone shared water with you - do you remember how many times you asked someone for water and there was a long story about how they just couldn't unless it was just one cup and they measured that one cup of water for you!!! <img src="/img/smilies/icon_rolleyes.gif" alt=":roll:" class="middle" border="0"></p>
	<p>Once laundry was done - and that was truly one of my more traumatizing experiences as opposed to self reliance - i was happy to dig my way out of any patch allocated to me but laundry was one long experience.</p>
	<p>Then there was the mad dash - not to get dorms locked so you could get everything back in. How amazing the difference it made once we left S.1 to be able to "negotiate" what time your dorms got locked with the .... can't remember who locked dorms or what the specific title was!!! <img src="/img/smilies/icon_rolleyes.gif" alt=":roll:" class="middle" border="0"> </p>
	<p>Then there was self - then we'd come and clean up and the worst part was how thirsty or tired we'd be and grab would sometimes on those Saturdays be so scarce we had very little or even nothing to share - but we made do with what we had. Then came the options - to find a spot in the box room and catch up on some match needed gossip and hope your batteries had been in the sun long enough to "recharge" so you could listen to "end of the road" - boyz II Men or whatever gospel tape was going round at the time - or in the alternative find a spot under some tree and try and figure out what Mutibwa was talking about or Mme Chemistry meant with the infamous - titrations and why yours was always the wrong colour - or the long walk to the labs to read - or Ms. Wasswa's chapter's or .... take your pick.</p>
	<p>If we were lucky we had some entertainment - Commerce Seminar, YCS something - though YCS I think was on Sunday - some form of practice to think about or see some boys and girls on the compound...something was better than nothing and that took up the better part of the morning! </p>
	<p>Then there was lunch and thereafter it was one of two things - if you were in S3 and it was your turn to peal for Sunday - so be it - if not - again, boxroom, sleeping in class - or booking some spot with lala's and hanging out for the afternoon. Ironing came into play at some point or not - canteen - if Doreen was in a good mood - or Sr. Cosmas had teddy's and why did she always have teddy's and expired choclate when i was soooooooooooooo broke!!!! </p>
	<p>Thereafter we had dinner and prep and the lovely choir practice - anything to shorten saturday night prep unless you had a bad paper Monday - then you stayed and choir practice was almost non-existent. </p>
	<p>I was thinking back to all these things as i cleaned up - did laundry and made dinner - just thinking everything i was doing or trying to do I learned from Namagunga. Even the simple graces - that social graces tried desperately to impart i find played out in my life today - so i thank you all - in your being strict, friendly and whatever manner you got me to be the most disciplined person no matter how much i rebelled - it's paid off - 20 something years later....</p>
	<p>Your guess is as good as mine <img src="/img/smilies/icon_lol.gif" alt=":DD" class="middle" border="0">
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/04/10/one_fine_day~716767/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/04/10/go_to_gradfinder_com~716104/"><default:title>go to gradfinder.com</default:title><default:link>http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/04/10/go_to_gradfinder_com~716104/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2006-04-10T09:58:29+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;ladies,&lt;br&gt;
i chanced uon this website and surprise surprise Nga was listed. once u access the main page, click on schools, it will take you to country then i think town, click on lugazi then click Nga eventually. Please enlist in he class of 1996. i am the only one listed for now. Please spread the word around as well.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Penny
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/04/10/go_to_gradfinder_com~716104/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>ladies,<br>
i chanced uon this website and surprise surprise Nga was listed. once u access the main page, click on schools, it will take you to country then i think town, click on lugazi then click Nga eventually. Please enlist in he class of 1996. i am the only one listed for now. Please spread the word around as well.</p>
	<p>Penny
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/04/10/go_to_gradfinder_com~716104/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/03/24/thanx_giving_mass~670757/"><default:title>THANX GIVING MASS</default:title><default:link>http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/03/24/thanx_giving_mass~670757/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2006-03-24T09:50:07+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Banange all of you have just decided to do the disappearing act, but that will not prevent me from passing on the 'kalango'.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I gather (from the newspapers) that there will be a thanx giving mass at the school chapel on sunday 26th March and NOGA cordially invites all OGs to show their solidarity with the school. I guess this is as good a reason as any for us to show that we still 'gat' the school at heart, and dispell any myths about us being the worst year in terms of OG spirit.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Other than that, i was thinking the other day about the weeks of 'wash up' in the dining/ kitchen, peeling food for the entire school and 'self-reliance'. Boy! that was quite something!!! Anyone ever wondered how we got through that "slave, slave slave... in Namagunga" as we used to sing while we did the self reliance. Penny its hard to recall this without remembering how, while you were our self reliance rep. you once gave me a portion to dig, which i felt was like twice the size of everone else's. I think i must have annoyed you some time during the week and you 'kept' me for Saturday. No pan intended.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Anyway, those are all interesting memories now. People, please arise and shine, keep those memories flowing.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Eva... again!
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/03/24/thanx_giving_mass~670757/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Banange all of you have just decided to do the disappearing act, but that will not prevent me from passing on the 'kalango'.</p>
	<p>I gather (from the newspapers) that there will be a thanx giving mass at the school chapel on sunday 26th March and NOGA cordially invites all OGs to show their solidarity with the school. I guess this is as good a reason as any for us to show that we still 'gat' the school at heart, and dispell any myths about us being the worst year in terms of OG spirit.</p>
	<p>Other than that, i was thinking the other day about the weeks of 'wash up' in the dining/ kitchen, peeling food for the entire school and 'self-reliance'. Boy! that was quite something!!! Anyone ever wondered how we got through that "slave, slave slave... in Namagunga" as we used to sing while we did the self reliance. Penny its hard to recall this without remembering how, while you were our self reliance rep. you once gave me a portion to dig, which i felt was like twice the size of everone else's. I think i must have annoyed you some time during the week and you 'kept' me for Saturday. No pan intended.</p>
	<p>Anyway, those are all interesting memories now. People, please arise and shine, keep those memories flowing.</p>
	<p>Eva... again!
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/03/24/thanx_giving_mass~670757/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/03/21/birthday_s_in_march~664079/"><default:title>Birthday's in March</default:title><default:link>http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/03/21/birthday_s_in_march~664079/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2006-03-21T16:24:22+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;I am taking it upon myself to keep the birthday thing going - I remember vaguely &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;a number of people: &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Natasha and Maria were born around that time 12 and 13th one or the other or something - and if any one else has a birthday, blessings for the new year. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What's the new year resolution theme - apart from the website and the party - Penny did we finalize the dates of the party for December this year? &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND WHERE IS EVERYBODY!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/03/21/birthday_s_in_march~664079/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>I am taking it upon myself to keep the birthday thing going - I remember vaguely <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0">a number of people: </p>
	<p>Natasha and Maria were born around that time 12 and 13th one or the other or something - and if any one else has a birthday, blessings for the new year. </p>
	<p>What's the new year resolution theme - apart from the website and the party - Penny did we finalize the dates of the party for December this year? </p>
	<p><strong>AND WHERE IS EVERYBODY!!!! </strong></p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/03/21/birthday_s_in_march~664079/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/02/14/and_now_about_that_website~560966/"><default:title>AND NOW ABOUT THAT WEBSITE</default:title><default:link>http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/02/14/and_now_about_that_website~560966/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2006-02-14T09:17:26+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Galz, galz, galz!!! You've been going back and forth on e-mail about a so-called Namagunga website. Could some one please tell us if it actually exists and what it is called. I sure would love to see what's happening on that beautiful hill these days, without necessarily treking the Lugazi-highway.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;But then again, maybe we could just ask the person you say is the brains behind it, did you say Mutti? as in Mutiibwa of Physics or another Mutti? Jackie, i think you were the originator of the story, please confirm.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I believe having an idea of what's happening over there in the recent years will help us in deciding what exactly to do for the school (regarding that plan of ours), what say you? Ladies, I hope the idea is still fresh in all our minds.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Eva.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/02/14/and_now_about_that_website~560966/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Galz, galz, galz!!! You've been going back and forth on e-mail about a so-called Namagunga website. Could some one please tell us if it actually exists and what it is called. I sure would love to see what's happening on that beautiful hill these days, without necessarily treking the Lugazi-highway.</p>
	<p>But then again, maybe we could just ask the person you say is the brains behind it, did you say Mutti? as in Mutiibwa of Physics or another Mutti? Jackie, i think you were the originator of the story, please confirm.</p>
	<p>I believe having an idea of what's happening over there in the recent years will help us in deciding what exactly to do for the school (regarding that plan of ours), what say you? Ladies, I hope the idea is still fresh in all our minds.</p>
	<p>Eva.
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/02/14/and_now_about_that_website~560966/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/02/13/birthdays_in_february~558681/"><default:title>Birthdays in February</default:title><default:link>http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/02/13/birthdays_in_february~558681/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2006-02-13T12:09:37+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;While we are walking down memory lane and remembering dinning in all its glory i think we would be amiss if we didn't say happy birthday to the Feb ladies i'm sorry we didn't think of the Jan ladies but we'll do better...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ok we had (in no particular order:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Mme Kyambadde&lt;br&gt;
Mme Biru (banange Biru long time)&lt;br&gt;
Mme Nabanja&lt;br&gt;
Mme Betty&lt;br&gt;
Sonia maybe ....i think so....&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;and to anyone else i can't recall top of my head please know that we are all thinking of you and wishing we could find one small gift to pass on to you from our tin box &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="middle" border="0"&gt; and have your name read out in the dining one last time.&lt;img src="/img/smilies/graylaugh.gif" alt=":))" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Those are the one's i have at the top of my head so here's to a wonderful 20 something &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_lol.gif" alt=":DD" class="middle" border="0"&gt; and may His blessings so flood your heart and life today and always.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Best,&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Patricia &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/02/13/birthdays_in_february~558681/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>While we are walking down memory lane and remembering dinning in all its glory i think we would be amiss if we didn't say happy birthday to the Feb ladies i'm sorry we didn't think of the Jan ladies but we'll do better...</p>
	<p>Ok we had (in no particular order:</p>
	<p>Mme Kyambadde<br>
Mme Biru (banange Biru long time)<br>
Mme Nabanja<br>
Mme Betty<br>
Sonia maybe ....i think so....</p>
	<p>and to anyone else i can't recall top of my head please know that we are all thinking of you and wishing we could find one small gift to pass on to you from our tin box <img src="/img/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="middle" border="0"> and have your name read out in the dining one last time.<img src="/img/smilies/graylaugh.gif" alt=":))" class="middle" border="0"></p>
	<p>Those are the one's i have at the top of my head so here's to a wonderful 20 something <img src="/img/smilies/icon_lol.gif" alt=":DD" class="middle" border="0"> and may His blessings so flood your heart and life today and always.</p>
	<p>Best,</p>
	<p>Patricia </p>
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	&lt;p&gt;Mrs.Otim, can you somehowly unleash yourself to a specific location. I am under the impression you are about half an hour's drive from me. True or false? To which you ask where am I?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Maria
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/02/09/unleash_thy_selves~549816/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Ladies, where are you? I have been reading the old blogs  and been laughing my head off still.All is quiet. Someone unleash old snaps before I do................ and that is a threat!</p>
	<p>Mrs.Otim, can you somehowly unleash yourself to a specific location. I am under the impression you are about half an hour's drive from me. True or false? To which you ask where am I?</p>
	<p>Maria
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/02/09/unleash_thy_selves~549816/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/02/09/i_have_known_you_for_over_twenty_years_y~549756/"><default:title>I have known you for over twenty years..........yikes!!!!</default:title><default:link>http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/02/09/i_have_known_you_for_over_twenty_years_y~549756/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2006-02-09T19:37:13+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;If any of you still buys birthday cards or even keeps track of the years as the fly past..............you will have realised that this year and next people are turning 30!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1&lt;br&gt;
Yes, dear ladies the gals who may have met when they were 13/14 on that senior block.........17 years down the road and the age of 30 is upon some.And just incase you don't fall into the 30 category this year, sit tight. The idles of March are upon you..........come next year and lo and behold 30, it is.&lt;br&gt;
17 years wow huh? Does any of you remember ever hearing your parents meet someone  and then say, "oh, I was in class with that one 20 years ago." And then you would think to yourself, "but mummy you are jiving. how can you remember people you knew 20 years ago?"&lt;br&gt;
Well, guess what............pick a name of someone you knew when you were in p.4.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So are we girls or women? And if we are falling into the 30 category, how old are the teachers who taught us? How old must Capui be?&lt;br&gt;
To the ladies whose birthdays are coming up, and those whose birthday have been................it's a pity we are not in the dinning.You would have had the priviledge of having your names read out for you to collect your parcels from the counter.&lt;br&gt;
By the way, why did we have to take the parcels for the people who were in our class to the dinning to be read out? We could have just given the parcel to such one...........huh, all for the priviledge of having your name read out in the dinning room....wantresses.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ladies, have a happy 30. To many more.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Maria
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/02/09/i_have_known_you_for_over_twenty_years_y~549756/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>If any of you still buys birthday cards or even keeps track of the years as the fly past..............you will have realised that this year and next people are turning 30!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1<br>
Yes, dear ladies the gals who may have met when they were 13/14 on that senior block.........17 years down the road and the age of 30 is upon some.And just incase you don't fall into the 30 category this year, sit tight. The idles of March are upon you..........come next year and lo and behold 30, it is.<br>
17 years wow huh? Does any of you remember ever hearing your parents meet someone  and then say, "oh, I was in class with that one 20 years ago." And then you would think to yourself, "but mummy you are jiving. how can you remember people you knew 20 years ago?"<br>
Well, guess what............pick a name of someone you knew when you were in p.4.</p>
	<p>So are we girls or women? And if we are falling into the 30 category, how old are the teachers who taught us? How old must Capui be?<br>
To the ladies whose birthdays are coming up, and those whose birthday have been................it's a pity we are not in the dinning.You would have had the priviledge of having your names read out for you to collect your parcels from the counter.<br>
By the way, why did we have to take the parcels for the people who were in our class to the dinning to be read out? We could have just given the parcel to such one...........huh, all for the priviledge of having your name read out in the dinning room....wantresses.</p>
	<p>Ladies, have a happy 30. To many more.</p>
	<p>Maria
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/02/09/i_have_known_you_for_over_twenty_years_y~549756/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/01/31/where_is_everyone~521812/"><default:title>where is everyone???</default:title><default:link>http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/01/31/where_is_everyone~521812/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2006-01-31T10:40:31+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Ladies whats with the silence??&lt;br&gt;
Thought we would all be busy on this blog planning for the pink shirt reunion????&lt;br&gt;
Happy new year.&lt;br&gt;
Penny
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/01/31/where_is_everyone~521812/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Ladies whats with the silence??<br>
Thought we would all be busy on this blog planning for the pink shirt reunion????<br>
Happy new year.<br>
Penny
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/01/31/where_is_everyone~521812/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/01/03/of_new_year_resolutions~438003/"><default:title>OF NEW YEAR RESOLUTIONS!</default:title><default:link>http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/01/03/of_new_year_resolutions~438003/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2006-01-03T21:51:20+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Happy New Year, Ladies.So Christmas came and went and it's back to work huh! Well, for those of us feeling a little bit down about being back at work, consider this... at least at the end of the day, you get to go home.As opposed to the first day back in Namagunga after the holidays.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Let's see you.... had to get there early to get a good spot in the dormitory, you needed to get a good spot in the box room (you didn't want to have your tin box on the top shelf or right on the floor for people to pour quencher on your tin box).Does anyone remember those tin boxes.Infact forget the tin boxes, can anyone remember the beds we used to sleep on. Infact I have now come to the conclusion that the reason we spent quality sleep time, cracking was not because we were swats, those beds just didn't encourage sleep. As soon as you got into them, you wanted to get out immediately.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Of new year resolutions............personally I hate making new year resolutions coz they only serve to remind me six months down the road, of how I failed to keep them.&lt;br&gt;
But look at the year the way you would look at your tin box on the first day of term. How you would plan to eat the grab. So you would start with the bread (the fresh bread, coz we know the toasted bread lasted longer) and you would only pull out the hard corn or start licking powdered milk or eating "air-rated" groundnuts round about week 10 of a 12 week term.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So here is 2006 and what it holds..........the GOOD (the visiting Sundays where you wont float!YOU WILL RECEIVE........be blessed when it happens.), the BAD (Gumi caught you again, reaching into your desk just as you were about to pinch your mandazi during prep....................don't worry. This too shall pass), the UGLY (your house work is cleaning pits and not even the new ones... the old ones!................hang in there girl, it happens to the best of us. And what is it they say..........what doesn't break you, makes you!)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So roll on 2006.........are we setting in stone a date for the reunion coz personally, I would love to dance to "bamusakata", "mitchell", "shy guy", "kabani","jim".Maybe the beautiful grils who sang "sukiyaki", "let me be yours for the rest of my life", "rush, rush" etc etc can re-group and present themselves. You never know we may have a Kanyomozi amongst us. So are we doing this or not? &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Of the plaque.........is it happening?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ladies, hope you had a great Christmas and may your 2006 be blessed.May you know God's favour.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;AND HERE LADIES ENDS THE SEMINARIO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Maria&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/01/03/of_new_year_resolutions~438003/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Happy New Year, Ladies.So Christmas came and went and it's back to work huh! Well, for those of us feeling a little bit down about being back at work, consider this... at least at the end of the day, you get to go home.As opposed to the first day back in Namagunga after the holidays.</p>
	<p>Let's see you.... had to get there early to get a good spot in the dormitory, you needed to get a good spot in the box room (you didn't want to have your tin box on the top shelf or right on the floor for people to pour quencher on your tin box).Does anyone remember those tin boxes.Infact forget the tin boxes, can anyone remember the beds we used to sleep on. Infact I have now come to the conclusion that the reason we spent quality sleep time, cracking was not because we were swats, those beds just didn't encourage sleep. As soon as you got into them, you wanted to get out immediately.</p>
	<p>Of new year resolutions............personally I hate making new year resolutions coz they only serve to remind me six months down the road, of how I failed to keep them.<br>
But look at the year the way you would look at your tin box on the first day of term. How you would plan to eat the grab. So you would start with the bread (the fresh bread, coz we know the toasted bread lasted longer) and you would only pull out the hard corn or start licking powdered milk or eating "air-rated" groundnuts round about week 10 of a 12 week term.</p>
	<p>So here is 2006 and what it holds..........the GOOD (the visiting Sundays where you wont float!YOU WILL RECEIVE........be blessed when it happens.), the BAD (Gumi caught you again, reaching into your desk just as you were about to pinch your mandazi during prep....................don't worry. This too shall pass), the UGLY (your house work is cleaning pits and not even the new ones... the old ones!................hang in there girl, it happens to the best of us. And what is it they say..........what doesn't break you, makes you!)</p>
	<p>So roll on 2006.........are we setting in stone a date for the reunion coz personally, I would love to dance to "bamusakata", "mitchell", "shy guy", "kabani","jim".Maybe the beautiful grils who sang "sukiyaki", "let me be yours for the rest of my life", "rush, rush" etc etc can re-group and present themselves. You never know we may have a Kanyomozi amongst us. So are we doing this or not? </p>
	<p>Of the plaque.........is it happening?</p>
	<p>Ladies, hope you had a great Christmas and may your 2006 be blessed.May you know God's favour.</p>
	<p>AND HERE LADIES ENDS THE SEMINARIO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</p>
	<p>Maria</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2006/01/03/of_new_year_resolutions~438003/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/12/20/kiro_more~401555/"><default:title>KIRO MORE</default:title><default:link>http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/12/20/kiro_more~401555/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2005-12-20T12:17:49+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;my clearest memory o kiro more was being sick the next day all in the name of finishing what was left in the grab box. i remeber dorms were open. tousers were permitted and lalas would camp at the hostels.Any more memories???&lt;br&gt;
Penny&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;p.s MERRY XMAS LADIES &amp; A BLESSED,PROSPEROUS NEW YEAR!!
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/12/20/kiro_more~401555/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>my clearest memory o kiro more was being sick the next day all in the name of finishing what was left in the grab box. i remeber dorms were open. tousers were permitted and lalas would camp at the hostels.Any more memories???<br>
Penny</p>
	<p>p.s MERRY XMAS LADIES & A BLESSED,PROSPEROUS NEW YEAR!!
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<p> <small> <a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/12/20/kiro_more~401555/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/11/25/this_is_for_angella~336360/"><default:title>This is for Angella!!</default:title><default:link>http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/11/25/this_is_for_angella~336360/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2005-11-25T13:00:57+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt; Hi Ladies!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; I have not been blogging for some time but when I returned on the scene I noticed some more pink shirts have come aboard. A warm welcome to you all: Nina Rwomushana Otim, Angella Namaganda Nsereko( Angella pse correct me if that is not the name) and all the others.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Like I indicated in my title , this is especially for Angella, given that she has not appeared in any of the previous pics and she has made a complaint of the same.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Does any one remember the " inner circle" in lower hostel? Well this picture is of the "inner circle" members except for one person but I can't remember who. Our anthem was the song "somewhere out there, beneath the .... sky, someone's thinking of me and loving me tonight...."&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Enjoy,&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Rebecca.&lt;a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/t/thepinkshirts/img/ANGELLA.jpg" title="inner circle"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/t/thepinkshirts/img/ANGELLA_small.jpg" border="0" alt="inner circle"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/11/25/this_is_for_angella~336360/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p> Hi Ladies!</p>
	<p> I have not been blogging for some time but when I returned on the scene I noticed some more pink shirts have come aboard. A warm welcome to you all: Nina Rwomushana Otim, Angella Namaganda Nsereko( Angella pse correct me if that is not the name) and all the others.</p>
	<p>Like I indicated in my title , this is especially for Angella, given that she has not appeared in any of the previous pics and she has made a complaint of the same.</p>
	<p>Does any one remember the " inner circle" in lower hostel? Well this picture is of the "inner circle" members except for one person but I can't remember who. Our anthem was the song "somewhere out there, beneath the .... sky, someone's thinking of me and loving me tonight...."</p>
	<p>Enjoy,</p>
	<p>Rebecca.<a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/t/thepinkshirts/img/ANGELLA.jpg" title="inner circle"><img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/t/thepinkshirts/img/ANGELLA_small.jpg" border="0" alt="inner circle"></a>
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/11/25/this_is_for_angella~336360/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/11/13/namgunga_hymns~303560/"><default:title>Namgunga Hymns</default:title><default:link>http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/11/13/namgunga_hymns~303560/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2005-11-13T04:47:59+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;I don't know about you all but once in a while i miss all those Namgunga hymns we sang at assembly, mass etc anyone still has a copy of the the hymn book. I will not be suprised if someone like Maria or Idush still has the hymn book somewhere, anyway&lt;br&gt;
Some of my old time favorates&lt;br&gt;
1. And the father will dance&lt;br&gt;
2.Blest be the lord&lt;br&gt;
3.Don't worry about food or what you are to wear-In all honesty does anyone do that?&lt;br&gt;
4-this one was like the anthem for fairwell s'4 and s'6- God be with you till we meet again, till we meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet till we meet God be with you till we meet again-and all lala's would be crying.&lt;br&gt;
5-this one was sad- Nearer my God to thee.&lt;br&gt;
Anyways just thought i would go down that memory line.&lt;br&gt;
Bazzexs
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/11/13/namgunga_hymns~303560/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>I don't know about you all but once in a while i miss all those Namgunga hymns we sang at assembly, mass etc anyone still has a copy of the the hymn book. I will not be suprised if someone like Maria or Idush still has the hymn book somewhere, anyway<br>
Some of my old time favorates<br>
1. And the father will dance<br>
2.Blest be the lord<br>
3.Don't worry about food or what you are to wear-In all honesty does anyone do that?<br>
4-this one was like the anthem for fairwell s'4 and s'6- God be with you till we meet again, till we meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet till we meet God be with you till we meet again-and all lala's would be crying.<br>
5-this one was sad- Nearer my God to thee.<br>
Anyways just thought i would go down that memory line.<br>
Bazzexs
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/11/13/namgunga_hymns~303560/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/11/09/stand_up_and_be_counted~295084/"><default:title>stand up and be counted</default:title><default:link>http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/11/09/stand_up_and_be_counted~295084/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2005-11-09T15:38:23+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;ladies i just remembered another "relic" from school days...WAIST BAGS!!!! Stand out and be counted whoever didnt have a waist bag. they came in all shapes with the number of zips and sub zips varying. The basic colour was black.&lt;br&gt;
They had a variety of uses but i remember them most on UMA Trade fairs and seminars and sports day.&lt;br&gt;
Does anyone still have this "relic"?&lt;br&gt;
Penny
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/11/09/stand_up_and_be_counted~295084/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>ladies i just remembered another "relic" from school days...WAIST BAGS!!!! Stand out and be counted whoever didnt have a waist bag. they came in all shapes with the number of zips and sub zips varying. The basic colour was black.<br>
They had a variety of uses but i remember them most on UMA Trade fairs and seminars and sports day.<br>
Does anyone still have this "relic"?<br>
Penny
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/11/09/stand_up_and_be_counted~295084/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/10/28/how_to_post_pictures_for_maria_and_compa~267701/"><default:title>How to post pictures for Maria : ) and company : )</default:title><default:link>http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/10/28/how_to_post_pictures_for_maria_and_compa~267701/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2005-10-28T18:33:05+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;For you my dear Maria - here is HOW TO UPLOAD PICTURES : ) &lt;img src="/img/smilies/grayconfused.gif" alt=":??:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 1:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Click on to write on the top left hand corner of the blog. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 2:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Click onto upload picture&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Step 3:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Click onto browse&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 4:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Be sure that image is a JPG file - very important and not hmmmmm....a negative : ) &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 5:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Click ok/attach&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 6:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Accept the terms of the blog say yes to everything and viola - c'est bonne - that was for Nina's benefit - she was always brilliant in French.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Lots of Laughs &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_lol.gif" alt=":DD" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Muteesi &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/10/28/how_to_post_pictures_for_maria_and_compa~267701/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>For you my dear Maria - here is HOW TO UPLOAD PICTURES : ) <img src="/img/smilies/grayconfused.gif" alt=":??:" class="middle" border="0"></p>
	<p><u><strong>Step 1:</strong></u> Click on to write on the top left hand corner of the blog. </p>
	<p><u><strong>Step 2:</strong></u> Click onto upload picture</p>
	<p><strong><u>Step 3:</u></strong> Click onto browse</p>
	<p><u><strong>Step 4:</strong></u> Be sure that image is a JPG file - very important and not hmmmmm....a negative : ) </p>
	<p><u><strong>Step 5:</strong></u> Click ok/attach</p>
	<p><u><strong>Step 6:</strong></u> Accept the terms of the blog say yes to everything and viola - c'est bonne - that was for Nina's benefit - she was always brilliant in French.</p>
	<p>Lots of Laughs <img src="/img/smilies/icon_lol.gif" alt=":DD" class="middle" border="0"></p>
	<p>Muteesi </p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/10/28/how_to_post_pictures_for_maria_and_compa~267701/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/10/26/title~263277/"><default:title>title-263277</default:title><default:link>http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/10/26/title~263277/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2005-10-26T18:41:14+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/t/thepinkshirts/img/maria--s-picture-002.jpg" title=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/t/thepinkshirts/img/maria--s-picture-002_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I am going to take time out to master this whole posting photos thing then I will get back to you.Muteesi,................no negatives!
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/10/26/title~263277/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/t/thepinkshirts/img/maria--s-picture-002.jpg" title=""><img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/t/thepinkshirts/img/maria--s-picture-002_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""></a></p>
	<p>I am going to take time out to master this whole posting photos thing then I will get back to you.Muteesi,................no negatives!
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/10/26/title~263277/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/10/26/okay_what_happens_to_these~263267/"><default:title>OKAY, WHAT HAPPENS TO THESE!</default:title><default:link>http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/10/26/okay_what_happens_to_these~263267/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2005-10-26T18:37:52+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/t/thepinkshirts/img/maria--s-picture-003.jpg" title=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/t/thepinkshirts/img/maria--s-picture-003_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Okay, you know what. I am beginning to think this has something to do with the scanner I am using, or just my maalo-chaloo eating kaalo, but I am working on it. Muteesi, mention negatives again and I will have to just beat you up.No negatives here. But, I guess you can tell who is who here.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Maria
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/10/26/okay_what_happens_to_these~263267/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/t/thepinkshirts/img/maria--s-picture-003.jpg" title=""><img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/t/thepinkshirts/img/maria--s-picture-003_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""></a></p>
	<p>Okay, you know what. I am beginning to think this has something to do with the scanner I am using, or just my maalo-chaloo eating kaalo, but I am working on it. Muteesi, mention negatives again and I will have to just beat you up.No negatives here. But, I guess you can tell who is who here.</p>
	<p>Maria
</p>
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&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/10/26/bazzexs~262304/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/t/thepinkshirts/img/Judy.jpg" title=""><img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/t/thepinkshirts/img/Judy_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""></a>
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/10/26/bazzexs~262304/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/10/25/testing~260954/"><default:title>TESTING</default:title><default:link>http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/10/25/testing~260954/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2005-10-25T18:59:17+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/t/thepinkshirts/img/maria--s-picture.jpg" title=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/t/thepinkshirts/img/maria--s-picture_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Iam hoping this has actually worked. I followed Muteesi's instructions.If they are wrong, we will just have to deport such-one.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Someone explain to me why the photo is such a mini one............Muteesi, what saith thee?
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/10/25/testing~260954/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/t/thepinkshirts/img/maria--s-picture.jpg" title=""><img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/t/thepinkshirts/img/maria--s-picture_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""></a></p>
	<p>Iam hoping this has actually worked. I followed Muteesi's instructions.If they are wrong, we will just have to deport such-one.</p>
	<p>Someone explain to me why the photo is such a mini one............Muteesi, what saith thee?
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/10/25/testing~260954/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/10/25/just_testing_whether_this_picture_thing_~259868/"><default:title>just testing whether this picture thing will work..not a recent picture of me</default:title><default:link>http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/10/25/just_testing_whether_this_picture_thing_~259868/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2005-10-25T10:47:16+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/t/thepinkshirts/img/penny.jpg" title="testing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/t/thepinkshirts/img/penny_small.jpg" border="0" alt="testing"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/10/25/just_testing_whether_this_picture_thing_~259868/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/t/thepinkshirts/img/penny.jpg" title="testing"><img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/t/thepinkshirts/img/penny_small.jpg" border="0" alt="testing"></a>
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	&lt;p&gt;Now somebody please tell what 17/18 year olds were doing dressed up like we were headed to see the Pope himself!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Of course there are always exceptions to the rule- Sophy and Lydia (again) were clearly thinking outside the box...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Jackie.&lt;a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/t/thepinkshirts/img/2_01.jpg" title=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/t/thepinkshirts/img/2_01_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://thepinkshirts.blog.co.uk/2005/10/12/seasons_change~230473/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Now this is serious: everytime I look at pictures of our Moms' generation in high school, I see babes donning serious mini skirts which very few of you can handle- one such parent told me that when she sat down she never got to sit on her skirt...</p>
	<p>Now somebody please tell what 17/18 year olds were doing dressed up like we were headed to see the Pope himself!</p>
	<p>Of course there are always exceptions to the rule- Sophy and Lydia (again) were clearly thinking outside the box...</p>
	<p>Enjoy!</p>
	<p>Jackie.<a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/t/thepinkshirts/img/2_01.jpg" title=""><img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/t/thepinkshirts/img/2_01_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""></a>
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