Page 24 - Demo - Department Eastern Cape Education COLOSA SENIOR

In search of Sponsorships for Colosa High School.
Background:
You’d never see Colosa High School from the N2, as you drive past Idutywa towards Umtata. If you wanted to see the school, you’d need to turn right where there is a Collywobbles sign, then drive for about half a kilometre and you’d see Colosa High nested at the foot of that village, still the same old Colosa High, except for a new set of ablution facility (2019) and a makeshift food scheme facility.
To tell you about the current status of Colosa High School, a once famed school, then follow me down Memory Lane.
Colosa High in the late 70’s, its unrivalled reputation preceding it. Principals of well-known schools like St. John’s College, Buntingville , Blythswood, Ngangelizwe and a few others would impulsively cringe at the mention of a rural performance school – be it in the corridors of Academia or the fire places of extra mural activities. Colosa High stood the test of time and conquered. This simply made its presence known; a presence manicured with beautiful girls and handsome gentlemen; a family of note, where brothers were obliged to protect their sisters.
The most feared Dr Rubusana and Cicirha Colleges of Education had long realized that they were no match for the enigmatic rugby players of Colosa High. A clash of the Titans when Colosa ‘boys’ went head to head against these Colleges of Education. The school soccer team was never to be outclassed by the rugby team, at any given time.
Lest we forget our female athletes – the ‘flowers’ of Colosa High – adopted a ruthless approach when facing their opponents.
For those who didn’t participate in sport, music was an avenue all participated in. Ours was a mass choir of beautiful, serene and divine voices that could interpret and transport what we read on the sheet into a melodious and solemn melancholy. Our choirmaster would magically scale his voice from Soprano, to Alto, to Tenner, to Bass, all in one breath. He was magic!
27 pieces rehearsed within eight months, and ready to stage a concert and thereafter tour the country before returning to write our exams.
All these held us together, under the invaluable and remarkable leadership of a dedicated Principal and his zealous, knowledgeable and diligent staff. Loving yet firm. Protective yet recreational. The brilliant Mr Makhonza Ngambu was a gem! He had his own way of instilling self-confidence, inter- dependence and a fierce passion for literature among his flock. He was a good shepherd, a very neat gentleman whose appearance reflected a clean heart that trophied a positive regard for a black child. Mr Ngambu was a visionary, who’d see to it that the potential of all his students was realized and maximized.
Our Principal made us go fetch our from the staff room if they didn’t show up for a period. A wheel barrow, championed by three or four boys would fetch the Educator and deliver them to the
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