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WHY AN INTERNATIONAL SCHOOL?

Once you are blessed with an extra coin to afford some extra luxury, such as a second or third car, try foregoing that car and enroll your kid(s) in some of these International schools in Kenya.

The secret at the International schools is pretty simple; their curriculum is designed to align students, with their talents and passion; so while the kid at the local/national schools is cracking their heads with parts of a grasshopper, titration, mole concept, vectors, integration & Differentiation, etc.,

The kid at those international school is waking up and jovially rushing to school because they do what they love and have passion for. Is it music? They join music classes, Is it arts? arts classes, Sports? Sports classes etc.,

That kid from a younger age grows and nurtures his/her talent, and begins to take care of his/her bills and that of her family at an early age because of their talents.

Look at the Moipei sisters, and now Nikita Kering' a true testimony, that, talent, is the way to go in the current Kenya where the probability of landing a good job is 0% if you don't know somebody who knows somebody somewhere to hook you up.

With talent such as singing, arts, sports, accounts etc., you need not know somebody somewhere or forced to go against your morals & ethics to satisfy somebody's desires for you to get what is rightfully yours.

Invest in talent nurturing school systems for the kids, besides most of this top schools offer scholarships for exceptionally talented students. So despite the high cost of tuition fee, there is an opportunity for talent.

My prayer is to, in future be in a position to support my kids & help them nurture their talents, for that
is the best gift as a parent I could give them, so help me God!




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