<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss version="2.0"
	xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"
	xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"
	xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"
	>
<channel>
	<title>Comments on: &#8220;Packed lunch&#8221; trauma</title>
	<atom:link href="http://www.kenyanpundit.com/2006/04/25/packed-lunch-trauma/feed/" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" />
	<link>http://www.kenyanpundit.com/2006/04/25/packed-lunch-trauma/</link>
	<description>Opinions, commentary, na kadhalika</description>
	<pubDate>Fri, 05 Dec 2008 13:12:18 +0000</pubDate>
	<generator>http://wordpress.org/?v=2.6</generator>
		<item>
		<title>By: KM</title>
		<link>http://www.kenyanpundit.com/2006/04/25/packed-lunch-trauma/#comment-1256</link>
		<dc:creator>KM</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 01 May 2006 12:51:56 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.kenyanpundit.com/?p=169#comment-1256</guid>
		<description>Tihihihi, Nice one.

Me, I was with the knitted sweater. My mama could not knit, but my mama's best fren could. Ma, then its those heavy sweaters with bumps ati for design, and you know that is so not from a shop.

Lunch? Ah! where to start? Besides the fact that my mama made me carry an egg regardless of what was packed...arrrrghed. Evne if it was like rice, it came with an egg regardless!!!
Hmmmph, me githeri nothin!! I refused. I would rather starve than take githeri to school. Kwanza I would cry in the morning till mathe sare'd

But Cool post. Great memories there</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Tihihihi, Nice one.</p>
<p>Me, I was with the knitted sweater. My mama could not knit, but my mama&#8217;s best fren could. Ma, then its those heavy sweaters with bumps ati for design, and you know that is so not from a shop.</p>
<p>Lunch? Ah! where to start? Besides the fact that my mama made me carry an egg regardless of what was packed&#8230;arrrrghed. Evne if it was like rice, it came with an egg regardless!!!<br />
Hmmmph, me githeri nothin!! I refused. I would rather starve than take githeri to school. Kwanza I would cry in the morning till mathe sare&#8217;d</p>
<p>But Cool post. Great memories there</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: M</title>
		<link>http://www.kenyanpundit.com/2006/04/25/packed-lunch-trauma/#comment-1253</link>
		<dc:creator>M</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 01 May 2006 11:31:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.kenyanpundit.com/?p=169#comment-1253</guid>
		<description>I remember trying to carry soda in one of those thick plastic juice bottles that would swell up and then start leaking ....</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I remember trying to carry soda in one of those thick plastic juice bottles that would swell up and then start leaking &#8230;.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: Osas</title>
		<link>http://www.kenyanpundit.com/2006/04/25/packed-lunch-trauma/#comment-1242</link>
		<dc:creator>Osas</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 30 Apr 2006 21:06:56 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.kenyanpundit.com/?p=169#comment-1242</guid>
		<description>Ory:
have emailed you. Bill text now also available in a second location. Atrocious. The British emergecy laws were not as bad and brutal as this monstrous fantasy of very warped minds.

Osas</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ory:<br />
have emailed you. Bill text now also available in a second location. Atrocious. The British emergecy laws were not as bad and brutal as this monstrous fantasy of very warped minds.</p>
<p>Osas</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: kamau</title>
		<link>http://www.kenyanpundit.com/2006/04/25/packed-lunch-trauma/#comment-1167</link>
		<dc:creator>kamau</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 28 Apr 2006 22:58:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.kenyanpundit.com/?p=169#comment-1167</guid>
		<description>hawks at lunch time! now that takes me back to HHS where we would sit under trees/or near the hedge to avoid the dive bomb runs. although it was quite cool to flick bits of food and watch them dive down to scoop it up. very cool.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>hawks at lunch time! now that takes me back to HHS where we would sit under trees/or near the hedge to avoid the dive bomb runs. although it was quite cool to flick bits of food and watch them dive down to scoop it up. very cool.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: Osas</title>
		<link>http://www.kenyanpundit.com/2006/04/25/packed-lunch-trauma/#comment-1078</link>
		<dc:creator>Osas</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 27 Apr 2006 16:20:07 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.kenyanpundit.com/?p=169#comment-1078</guid>
		<description>The draft bill is online, though maybe the version is a couple of weeks dated. Its whatabouts have been extensively explained -but NOT in the lying and ignorant media, rather in the blogosphere and some other cyber discussion venues.

Osas

&lt;strong&gt;Osas, please post the link if you can.   Thanks!&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The draft bill is online, though maybe the version is a couple of weeks dated. Its whatabouts have been extensively explained -but NOT in the lying and ignorant media, rather in the blogosphere and some other cyber discussion venues.</p>
<p>Osas</p>
<p><strong>Osas, please post the link if you can.   Thanks!</strong></p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: Ms K</title>
		<link>http://www.kenyanpundit.com/2006/04/25/packed-lunch-trauma/#comment-1075</link>
		<dc:creator>Ms K</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 27 Apr 2006 10:45:51 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.kenyanpundit.com/?p=169#comment-1075</guid>
		<description>Remember when yourfood would have gadaad (gone stale) and you'd have to deal with the derision and mockery AND hunger cos of course you didn't have money! Trauma!!

Hey, was wondering if you have a copy of the sexual offences bill?

&lt;strong&gt;Trauma indeed!   Don't have a soft copy will drop you a line once I locate one. &lt;/strong&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Remember when yourfood would have gadaad (gone stale) and you&#8217;d have to deal with the derision and mockery AND hunger cos of course you didn&#8217;t have money! Trauma!!</p>
<p>Hey, was wondering if you have a copy of the sexual offences bill?</p>
<p><strong>Trauma indeed!   Don&#8217;t have a soft copy will drop you a line once I locate one. </strong></p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: Ntwiga</title>
		<link>http://www.kenyanpundit.com/2006/04/25/packed-lunch-trauma/#comment-1059</link>
		<dc:creator>Ntwiga</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 27 Apr 2006 05:12:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.kenyanpundit.com/?p=169#comment-1059</guid>
		<description>After I broke my first flask on the day it was bought, that was the end of flasks for me.  I was the kid with the soccer ball so at lunch, someone else would always grab my bag to take out the ball and I would find it tossed somewhere in the middle of the field  (I seriously miss those lunch time soccer games, 8 teams, maybe 5 to 6 ball, 4 goalies to a side but NO-ONE would ever kick a ball belonging to another game (class). 

Then I remember when this one girl decided she wanted to play soccer with the boys at lunch and she did. That was quite an event since she had to beat someone up in the process.

I run the gamut from packed lunches to sandwiches to to lining up at the tuck shop (good old HHS, we are the best!!!) to having lunch brought to us at lunch tim e(yes!!) but my parents drew the line at hot lunch.  How I envied those kids, it is interesting to hear that those same kids were envying us at the tuck shop.

I have to be real though, like Acolyte, I went though some seriously mboof  lunches including gith and mchele with peas &#38; carrots mixed in it (which I still HATE until today) .</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>After I broke my first flask on the day it was bought, that was the end of flasks for me.  I was the kid with the soccer ball so at lunch, someone else would always grab my bag to take out the ball and I would find it tossed somewhere in the middle of the field  (I seriously miss those lunch time soccer games, 8 teams, maybe 5 to 6 ball, 4 goalies to a side but NO-ONE would ever kick a ball belonging to another game (class). </p>
<p>Then I remember when this one girl decided she wanted to play soccer with the boys at lunch and she did. That was quite an event since she had to beat someone up in the process.</p>
<p>I run the gamut from packed lunches to sandwiches to to lining up at the tuck shop (good old HHS, we are the best!!!) to having lunch brought to us at lunch tim e(yes!!) but my parents drew the line at hot lunch.  How I envied those kids, it is interesting to hear that those same kids were envying us at the tuck shop.</p>
<p>I have to be real though, like Acolyte, I went though some seriously mboof  lunches including gith and mchele with peas &amp; carrots mixed in it (which I still HATE until today) .</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: Mimi</title>
		<link>http://www.kenyanpundit.com/2006/04/25/packed-lunch-trauma/#comment-1051</link>
		<dc:creator>Mimi</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 26 Apr 2006 21:36:04 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.kenyanpundit.com/?p=169#comment-1051</guid>
		<description>Ory- negotiated hot lunch very appreciated by your small sis! I still remember the RED flask and juice bottles! Infact, there were to cool and not so cool juice bottles... Remember the juice packs when things were not thick (I forget the name but it was orange juice in a green pack)  Good times...good times!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ory- negotiated hot lunch very appreciated by your small sis! I still remember the RED flask and juice bottles! Infact, there were to cool and not so cool juice bottles&#8230; Remember the juice packs when things were not thick (I forget the name but it was orange juice in a green pack)  Good times&#8230;good times!</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: msaniixl</title>
		<link>http://www.kenyanpundit.com/2006/04/25/packed-lunch-trauma/#comment-1048</link>
		<dc:creator>msaniixl</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 26 Apr 2006 14:38:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.kenyanpundit.com/?p=169#comment-1048</guid>
		<description>I leaved and died  hot lunch which was off the chains now that i think of it...

Fries na kanyake, chapatia na dengu..rice na cabbage..na ka matunda fter lunch..memories</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I leaved and died  hot lunch which was off the chains now that i think of it&#8230;</p>
<p>Fries na kanyake, chapatia na dengu..rice na cabbage..na ka matunda fter lunch..memories</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: Mitzy</title>
		<link>http://www.kenyanpundit.com/2006/04/25/packed-lunch-trauma/#comment-1047</link>
		<dc:creator>Mitzy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 26 Apr 2006 12:51:21 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.kenyanpundit.com/?p=169#comment-1047</guid>
		<description>Oh my!  I can remember the hawks that would dive for the hotdogs and meat pies right after you've bought them!  Its weird how they would be flying all over the school at 12:45 sharp!  Just like Bankelele, I broke enough flasks...a sharp pain would pierce through my heart whenever the thing shuttered  (always broke while in my backpack).  LOL @ baked beans and rice and rubbery cold fries.  The lunchtime negotiations &#38; food trading amongst the kids in my primo (name withheld) was priceless!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh my!  I can remember the hawks that would dive for the hotdogs and meat pies right after you&#8217;ve bought them!  Its weird how they would be flying all over the school at 12:45 sharp!  Just like Bankelele, I broke enough flasks&#8230;a sharp pain would pierce through my heart whenever the thing shuttered  (always broke while in my backpack).  LOL @ baked beans and rice and rubbery cold fries.  The lunchtime negotiations &amp; food trading amongst the kids in my primo (name withheld) was priceless!</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
</channel>
</rss>
