Prof. S.Kelly

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Cecilia Wanjiku: The Girl Who Ran Into Fire to Save Her Sisters
In the chaos of May 28, when flames ripped through Meline Waithera Dormitory at Utumishi Girls Academy, Cecilia Wanjiku did not run out. She ran in.
Witnesses say the Form Three student heard screams from the upper floor as smoke choked the two-storey building. While others scrambled for the exits, Cecilia grabbed a blanket, soaked it with water, and cut through the raging fire toward the cubicles where 135 double-decker beds were filled with sleeping girls.
Her classmates recall her voice cutting through the panic: “Follow me, low, low!” She pulled younger students from burning beds, shielding them with her body as embers fell around them. The heat was unbearable. The first floor collapsed in flames, but Cecilia kept pushing toward the back cubicles until the fire trapped her.
She never made it out.
Cecilia Wanjiku died trying to save others. She is among the 16 students who succumbed to burns in the tragedy that has left Gilgil grieving. At only 16 years old, she chose courage over fear, sisterhood over survival.
At Utumishi today, her name is spoken in whispers and prayers. A girl who saw fire and chose to become the way out for others.
📌 Life Lessons From Cecilia’s Story: • True courage is choosing others even when you are afraid.
• Heroes do not always wear uniforms; sometimes they wear school sweaters.
• Life is short — love people, protect people, stand for people.
• In moments of panic, humanity matters more than self-preservation.
• One brave soul can save many lives and inspire generations forever.
Rest in peace, Cecilia Wanjiku.
Your bravery will never be forgotten. 🕊️💔


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I'm coming home mama
Home where i belong
It will not be so long
Before i get to you mama

You saw me off in jubilation
With a whisper of congratulation
Encouraged me to study and serve the nation
But again I'm coming home mama, with me i carry emotions!

I have tried to make you proud mama
But my efforts were in vain
I writhed in pain
Groaned, yelled but held in a chain!

Be ready to receive me mama
But my heart hurt
I come in a casket
Please receive me in your humble hut

Mama i let you down
As you prepare to dig me down
I know you are full of frown
But mama,it wasn't my fault

It came raging
Helter skelter shouting your name mama
Helpless, hopeless and motionless I lay
Your and my efforts didn't pay!

I'm home mama
Home where I belong
I feel and smell your tears
How I wish I could hug you mama
But again,I can't breathe,I can't mama

Poem by teacher Jane Mugo. A teacher to many students. A parent. A Children's rights advocate. Their mentor. I am equally devastated, heart wrenched

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