They were held in such awe that other wannabe students actually formed a fan group in their honour. Their clique were the absolute “elite” in school. It all started about six months ago when I transferred to a new school and hooked up with some new friends. I braced myself and pushed open his door entering the unknown… I clenched and unclenched my fists, feeling my chewed nails dig into my sweaty palms. I stood for a moment, breathing deeply, trying to soothe my nerves. I suddenly realized that it was my turn and stood panicking, my heart thumping in my chest. “Next!” We all jumped as he called for the next “patient” to come through. Everybody here, it seemed, had a problem “too huge to cope with” and had knocked on the door of renowned herbal doctor from Uganda, Prof. He was trying to put on a calm demeanour and display a brave front, but the stains of sweat rapidly spreading on his shirt betrayed his nervousness. ![]() ![]() To the right I spotted a balding man who constantly fidgeted. ![]() To my left was a shabbily-dressed woman with bloodshot eyes who’d clearly spent the past few days crying. I sat in the line of the waiting room, secretly examining those around me.
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