On becoming a corper Day 1
That morning was full of thanksgiving, we were grateful that God made it possible for me to be posted to Abuja. So finally we left the house with my mum, uncle and cousin. I carried three bags 🙄 and my hand bag making it 4. We got to kubwa around 9.30am. Every where looked rowdy, women selling pillows, waist purse,,mosquito nets, shorts etc soldiers ordering corp members around. Now I knew I have arrived. I carried some of stuffs while my cousin helped me with the rest. I joined the queue while the officers checked our call up letters, before letting us pass. The soldiers were friendly, my cousin helped me with my stuff to the main gate. He couldn’t go beyond the gate. I waved at my mummy, uncle and cousin and proceeded into the camp.
My bags was searched, I discovered they were seizing extension box, 🍴, mugs and breakable plates.from there I was directed to a canopy where we were given a brief orientation. After that we were told to go meet the man o war officials. On seeing me and my luggage they asked if I was moving into my husbands house 🤣🤣. We were told to make a queue and we sang some songs. It was very interesting though, then we marched to the hostel following the directive of the Man O War officials.
The hostel which was painted green looked good from outside, I was so excited nysc camp is not as bad as they say... the matron finally allowed me inside with the rest of us on the queue. That was when I realized that the quote that “not all that glitters is Gold “ is very true. The inside was not as appealing as the outside. The mattress was so flat a typical “ sleep and die”. I dropped my things and I went to the registration hall. I finished my registration by 3pm. During my registration I met a soldier called mosquito, very tough man with a lot of energy. I think his energy is too much for nysc camp , it will be useful in sambisa forest🤣🤣.
By 4pm the soldiers blew the bugle and the next sound was a whistle, it meant we should move to the parade ground 🙄. I was like we just arrived today 😏, at least let us rest till tomorrow. Then I quickly changed into my white short knickers and shirt. Immediately I stepped out I was hearing “double up “ that is to say no walking you have to jog or run 🏃🏽♀️ down to the parade ground. To be continued
My bags was searched, I discovered they were seizing extension box, 🍴, mugs and breakable plates.from there I was directed to a canopy where we were given a brief orientation. After that we were told to go meet the man o war officials. On seeing me and my luggage they asked if I was moving into my husbands house 🤣🤣. We were told to make a queue and we sang some songs. It was very interesting though, then we marched to the hostel following the directive of the Man O War officials.
The hostel which was painted green looked good from outside, I was so excited nysc camp is not as bad as they say... the matron finally allowed me inside with the rest of us on the queue. That was when I realized that the quote that “not all that glitters is Gold “ is very true. The inside was not as appealing as the outside. The mattress was so flat a typical “ sleep and die”. I dropped my things and I went to the registration hall. I finished my registration by 3pm. During my registration I met a soldier called mosquito, very tough man with a lot of energy. I think his energy is too much for nysc camp , it will be useful in sambisa forest🤣🤣.
By 4pm the soldiers blew the bugle and the next sound was a whistle, it meant we should move to the parade ground 🙄. I was like we just arrived today 😏, at least let us rest till tomorrow. Then I quickly changed into my white short knickers and shirt. Immediately I stepped out I was hearing “double up “ that is to say no walking you have to jog or run 🏃🏽♀️ down to the parade ground. To be continued
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