Service Year Boulevard 109

 WOW what a success story!!!!

It was during my training in a fashion school that my name was uploaded on the porter for service, truth was I wasn’t really ready owing to the fact that I was already busy with something else and funny enough I was yet to complete my training. I was torn in between registering for service and wrapping up my training but I chose the former.

It’s no news how we all want the choicest place when it comes to service, places like Abuja, Lagos, Rivers, Ogun and the other complimentary states, lol.
So in a bid to get a place that is top notch what we may like to refer to as “happening place” I opted for Lagos and I paid heavily for it. With all anxiety fully packed up in my tiny chest I was eager to see where I was deployed to when the call up later was out.

With mixed feelings I checked the portal and boom I saw Akwa Ibom, my heart was not broken into two it was shredded in pieces cos I didn’t see this coming and I won’t even lie it did make me feel sad.

Amongst the multitude of corpers who came to Akwa Ibom I belong to the category that came clueless, naive,vague not knowing what to expect however something made the difference.

I may not have known my left from my right or just what I wanted but I trusted the process and without mincing words I did trust God.

I learnt a thing or two and I would be liberal to share.

First I learnt that, Luck is what happens when preparation meets opportunity.
Hitherto I mentioned I did undergo training on how to sew, little did I know that in camp an opportunity would come, the SAED facilitator in camp who was supposed to anchor the tailoring class wasn’t learned and thus couldn’t communicate, they asked, can anyone here teach? I shyly raised my hand and that’s how I became a SAED facilitator, at the end I was asked where would you want for your PPA, that was a slot with no financial constraints, I chose MOW and yes I got it, it didn’t just end there I got an endorsement letter to become a SAED facilitator and I’m thankful I did get a skill.

Secondly, I learnt how to recognize opportunities, I wasn’t myopic by any chance. I had difficulty in finding a house after squatting for a while. This here was a major problem, rather than give in into complaints or murmuring I laid it up in my heart to turn this issue to an opportunity, I didn’t want the next corper going through same stress so I became an agent. 

Female agent huh? Yeah that is what it is, success is not gender inclined it takes guts to succeed.

Thirdly,I learnt that it was okay to change the narratives.

I didn’t want to be a regular corper, so while still at MOW I continued sewing privately at home for customers. For all the times I taught in camp, I had corpers register for post camp training and this here was a big deal for me having over 10 students and yes man did cash out , hehehe.

Lastly I learnt it’s okay to multitask, I was deployed to Julius Berger from Ministry of works it didn’t bring to a halt all that I’ve been into, rather it made me even tougher I built systems and was able to duplicate myself in others such that even in my absence in any facet I could affirm someone could stand it for me and be able to deliver.

Having said all of this I would love to say success is a road under construction,it is relative and it has pointers, nobody has absolute success outside God.
In Summary whenever you go to a place know there’s a blessing and it has your name on it.

UGO