Chronicles of an Ijebu corper pt 1

I woke early to make sure I make it to the cybercafe on time. It was important I get there on time if I was to be amongst the first batch of people who filled and submitted their forms once nysc portal was open. Thankfully, I made it.
I wanted a good state. A place that was economically viable. I had no plans whatsoever to waste one full year of my life. Once I entered the cafe, I went straight to the desk of the cafe manager. He’ll know shortcuts and easy access routes to the site given his wealth of experience and how long he’s been in business, I thought. Thankfully, my plan worked. He was more than willing to help, many thanks to my small stature. In his words, I was so tiny and he wondered how I even managed throughout my stay in the university. His help wasn’t free, yes, but by the end of two hours, my forms were completed and I was ready to submit.
Though I had decided not to influence my posting, I had a few choices in my head. But much to my displeasure, those choice states were fully booked at the time I got to the point of choosing preferred state and that left me with the not-so-fancy options. Ogun state happened to be one of those. I did not think I was going to include a state like that in my options and quite unfortunately, the oldies shared the same sentiments. I was scolded for choosing such a state, even though i tried to argue that it was not my first choice. I became anxious. At one point, I resigned fully to fate. I was a pro at doing that, letting go and letting God I mean. I just let God and life run their course. After all, that was how I ended up in the secondary school I ended up in. No regrets. But that is a story for another day.
When postings were out, your guess is as good as mine. My last choice was where i was posted to. Though not ecstatic about my postings, yet I was more than excited to leave home. However, before everything was fully ready, I went through enough stress from the tertiary institution I attended, not to mention the hassles of making over 15 photocopies each of my documents. Don’t blame me, I was a newbie and was told it was a necessity. A big fat lie I later found out. In fact, I still have a good number of those photocopies. A subtle reminder of energy and funds wasted that year.
My journey to camp is next. Stay glued.

4 thoughts on “Chronicles of an Ijebu corper pt 1

  • September 19, 2019 at 11:09 am
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    Nice pieces, but I’m curious. Where did you live before going on NYSC

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    • September 19, 2019 at 1:00 pm
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      My formative years were in Akwa-ibom then I moved on to Port Harcourt
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  • September 25, 2019 at 2:29 pm
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    I could remember the euphoria of picturing self in the nysc khaki. What an anxiety, finally proving to the world you went to school and succeeded through.
    Anyway! Why did you make Ogun a choice?

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    • September 25, 2019 at 3:10 pm
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      I had to pick one state from each geopolitical zone and Lagos was filled. So I thought the closest option to Lagos was ogun
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