THE BACKBENCH: SIT AND DON’T GET COMFORTABLE

Hello there! I hope some of your emails found you well. Welcome to the Backbench.

Shut your eyes. Allow me to take you back in time.

The clouds are allowing just enough sunlight to penetrate.

Therefore, it is neither too warm nor too cold.

The dreaded final list has been called and so far so good. You have made it to the bus-park, quite a feat in any high school. 

She chugs along and stops; the ‘chuuu’ sound of the handbrake signifying it is safe to board. Weirdly, there is no scramble for the door that would besmirch Bismarck and his crew of thieving nations. No one rushes in to secure a seat. No one but you can. What seat do you go to?

It would have been the backbench for me.

The seat of the mighty!

What do a bus and a Rolls Royce Phantom have in common?  Well, the bosses sit in the back.

Occupants of this bench drive the bus as the driver steers. The mood of an entire trip rests on their shoulders.

The best jokes and worst laughs call this place home.

Fast forward to an amphitheater.

Again, the backbench is heaven.

Panoramic views of a room, a line of sight that a sniper would kill (or die) for; depending on which figure of speech tickles your fancy.

Here, you are far back enough to observe unperturbed but close enough to be involved.

WHAT’S IN THE BACKBENCH FOR YOU?

We are here to laugh and smile with you and probe society.

That’s our vision.

On the ground, it’s a glimpse into the minds, or lack thereof, of two wise fools.The last bits of the last sentence are a joke. Or are they?

Abel Mutua has his ‘wakurugenzi’. We are headed to our own pet name soon.

It is our hope that the stories do not end with the last words written.

Rather, that where the word count cuts us off, we (you and us) engage and give the tales lives of their own. 

In class, we are located on the back seats. Oh! Yeah, if you don’t yet know, that is where the action is.

We are mischievous, fun and bold. Charting our own paths, albeit in ignorance. We don’t care. We see, feel and tell of tales beyond the spotlight.

A movement this is; We are the BACKBENCHAS

Welcome to this roomy backbench that will always have space for you! 

Sit back, relax but don’t get comfortable as we embark on this journey together; SAKO KWA BAKO, MUNDU KHU MUNDU!

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THE ACTION HAPPENS AWAY FROM THE SPOTLIGHT.

Namaste!

Yours in spirit,

BackBenchas