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My Journey towards Standards



It was an evening just like any other. I was doing my preps, getting ready for mocks. The days had been rough. I had to work ultra hard, if I was to succed in exams. Out of the blue, our headmaster, entered the preproom. I thought it was normal, because he usually came to check up on us. He came to me, and then told me about a competition that was to take place. In reality, he did not know what it was about. All he knew was that the winners would go to South Korea for the international competition.
I did not feel like doing it. I had mocks, university research and college essays. So my schedule was very tight, I had to either squezze it much more, or to give up on that opportunity. What made me accept the offer was that three of us were selected, and I could not stop them from participating, so I consented.
On thursday morning, we left Gashora Girls Academy, and headed to Rwanda Standards Bureau in Kicukiro. I had no idea what was going to happen, and I did not expect to win.
We were ushered in a conference room, where all the other contestants were seated, anxiously waiting for the verdict. A man, in his forties, came to us and introduced the compettion. They would make a short presentation about standards and then give us a written test. The presentation was fascinating. At the end of it all, my mind was swirling with all the new information. I could not wait to share it with all my friends. Now, everytime I go to the supermarket, I first check the Standard marks before I buy anything.

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