Some people were 'Serviced' all through their Service year..LOL
Good day Madam Stella *insert all the ass kissing people do on the blog*. I hope my SYB won't be too long to read.
I was both trilled (Wawuu, im going to a new place) and skeptical (they have many people living with HIV) when I was posted to obubra camp in cross river state,the way people were shaking my hands and telling me congratulations I thought I had hit jackpot till I got to obubracamp camp.
Since I did not have flight money and I was not an Edo Babe, I knew that journey was going to be 18 hours long by road,so I decided to divide the journey into two days. I travelled to PH first, then from PH to obubracamp.
Registration would have been tedious if I did not come with my own method, even when I was in school, I was the Queen of late Registration. For example if a certain Registration was to take place from mon-fri,trust me when I say that place will be crowded Monday to Thursday and the place will be empty on friday, you will never see me there until Friday where I will stroll in and do All my registration at once *wink*
Before I entered camp, I have heard lot of people talking about how they regretted their camp experience cause they went there with the mind of doing big boys and girls and did not have fun cause they were uptight so I went with the mind of mixing and having fun to the fullest. Too be honest,the food was not that bad *shoutout to the team I never ate Kitchen food like as if it is rep*. I was walking with one Babe like that and we were cool till she met up with one other light skinned girl and they start speaking through their noses and saying innit,gonna,i just shifted from her and started walking with one other yoruba Muslim girl and that was when fun started in camp for me,we were always together and I was escaping lectures by sleeping in the mosque,she would give me her scarf to tie, there was a day that I received a call in the mosque,i did not know when I shouted Jesus and all the hijab sisters turned to look at me since they thought I was a Muslim sister. I participated in parade and I marched on the last day.
Maami was another issue to tackle,i have heard girls talk about how they did not spend one naira in camp, I did not know I was going to join #teamfindaguytosponsemaami. While other girls were thinking the money was with the yoruba demons * yoruba boys have a way of making mouth you will believe them* or the Igbo light skinned brothers, me and my friend hit jackpot with the Hausa boys. Jesus,these boy are boxed up. The trick behind it is this, for an Hausa to be educated to university level,most times there is someone with serious money in that family and my theory proved to be right,my innit friend *remember her,the one I was walking with at first * did not understand what I see in the hausa clan in camp till she ate one meal with us. These boys ended up being the ones with the coolest PPA and easiest redeployment while their #MancrushMaami ended up in villages and schools. The day we were collecting our 1500, that was how we saw plenty of the so called big boys struggling for 1500 too.
LESSONS I LEARNT IN CAMP
1) I learnt a little about some cultures. For example one of my Hausa friend was telling me that if a man has 4 wives and want to marry more,you can divorce the first wife and settle her with house in another state and money so you can have space for another one
2) I think the west (yoruba side) has the best exposure, I am not saying the igbo people are dullards but the ones that are even brilliant, apart from book,they don't know any other thing. Even their guys were still chauvinistic.they lack exposure,I don't really know how to explain it but there are just some things you are suppose to know,they don't just know it then the south south University, most of their student are not sound upstairs *at least the Igbos are actually brilliant in their field,South south people that schooled in their side paid their way through school from 100 level to final year. Their own is even worse,no exposure,no brain.
I happen to be there when they were talking about the different price of sorting in their schl and how much they paid to graduate. Hausa pple are alright,they just struggle with english and it makes them self conscious cause most of them tell me "sorry about my english" before they start conversation with me. But you will meet someone from the west even the igbos and Hausa that grew up there,they are all round, they know the latest things,know trump is an idiot,know the latest music and keep up with life generally.
While the famous OBS is the hottest cake in camp,there are other medium to get yourself to the capital like me I got posted to calabar cause I played volleyball *they take very good players in case NYSC has a competition. After giving us plenty talk of don't change your posting, people changed their posting even in camp. I was posted to a school, I knew I was not going to be able to teach because, I am a disciplinarian and I won't be able to teach without beating and I don't want all these children to gang up and beat me, so I found greener pasture. Oh and before I forget. The food is not all that in Calabar (I was lacking sweet steady after meals) and calabar is a sleeping town that comes alive just a week in a whole year (calabar festival).
Accommodation is expensive in Calabar so I took a room with a girl I met in camp (200k plus 20k agent fees) but I took hotel so no need to buy bed and other things (the only down side is when you re going out at night and you are dressed up waiting for a cab in front of the hotel,you will look like a working prostitute). People can pretend oh, my roomate claimed to be a virgin and even talks like one until the day I found postinor2 Park in the room,i even thought it was mine for a min,until I saw a used condom wrapper that was when my doubt cleared that I was not the owner.
My fellow female corpers have spoilt service to the extent I now nod in understanding when guys are laughing at their friend that the girlfriend is going for service. Jesus,people are doing things,sleeping with everybody and anybody, I believe all these runs things should end in school. And female corpers reputation is so bad now that we are grouped into another class of runs girls. If you just introduce yourself as a corper,yiu will see the way the guys there will be drooling like as if you are a fan soup. Well service has been good and I will be through in the next 3 month.
GOOD THINGS ABOUT CALABAR
1) the road network is superb and there is no holdup/go slow
2) their lawns/field are free for parties,you can just rent canopy and throw your party anywhere cause they have nice green lawn.
Good lawd,I have just two good things to say.
BAD THINGS ABOUT CALABAR
1) The amount of Calabar unstable people (mad) on the street is like redeem church vision,1 Every 5 minutes walk. It is alarming,they are way too much.
2) the men start drinking from like 8:30 in the morning at bars. True story.
3) the level of illiteracy is too high. I work in a place where I deal with people at least 100 everyday and the amount that appear knowledgeable and ready to reason is too low,the rest just want to fight.
4) They have these set of children mostly boys (skolombo boys) they live on the street, rape women sometimes and steal, they re popular in Calabar and everybody know but they are still roaming the street, in a better state they would have been taken to juvenile home.
I hope I did not bore you with my service year story and I will be finishing my service in 3 months time.
`*I love the people from this tribe because of their food..kaiiiiiiiiii...stop watching your room mate and mind your business,is it your 'fake virginity'?
Meanwhile you wack 404?