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The Chronicles Of Corper Sam, the Ijebu corper by Nobody: 6:54pm On Jul 25, 2015 |
If there’s any experience every Nigerian undergraduate student looks forward to, it is the one year compulsory National youth service, the euphoria of finishing a University education was always spiced up by the expectation of having this experience. When I was about going for service, I had hoped to serve in states like Rivers, Delta or some South eastern states,I am Yoruba, so South western states was almost definitely impossible, It was therefore manically bewildering (Apologies to Igodomigodo) when after much suspense, I found myself in Ogun state! I got to Ogun state NYSC camp on 5th March, 2013. From the first minutes within the gate, we were welcomed by stern looking, never-smiling, always- barking-instructions soldiers, it was as if their mandate there was to take away smile from our faces too, While some chased us to the parade ground with sticks, others barked “Move before I move you”…Hey you, you’re a bagga! I almost cursed back at one, who despite seeing I was just coming with my load, could not wait till I settle before chasing me out of the hostel like some Alagbon inmates, I can’t possibly remember which was fiercer,his face which looked like a tiger’s or his command,but for the koboko in his hands, I would have asked if he was ever taught a lesson in courtesy The first week was tense, so tense we almost concluded we were spending the entire three weeks in hell, how ever, by the second week, we had familiarised with the soldiers, to the extent some of us even had friends among them with whom we “ran things together”. By the second week, the soldiers seems to have lost their fierceness, some corp members could even take advantage of them, stories flew around of the ‘sexscapades’ of some female corpers with certain soldiers too, we realised those rain-faced uniformed men who woke us with gun boots and heavy noises in our first week were humans after all. A bottle of beer could make a soldier your friend forever, with exceptions whenever his superior officer was around. I remember a particular soldier we nicknamed “Ballotelli”, he was an Hausa boy who joined the military early, he was not only fierce but strict, he was one of the few soldiers who made us feel we should be treated like some military recruits. Ballotelli it was who would wake us up around 4:30 each day, he once scared me out of my bed, while I was having a sweet dream, I was dreaming about getting married to a girl I had always admired, at a point in the dream, the Pastor said to me,”you may now kiss your bride”, I leapt forward to do that which I’d long awaited only for Ballotelli to put his gun boot near my head with a loud scream, I woke up kissing his dirty gun boot instead of the sweet lips of the sister! Seeing the gun boot, I jumped and ran like an antelope being chased by a herd of lions, I had gotten to the hostel gate undressed before I remembered I was in the NYSC camp and not in some guerilla war front. When it was time for platoons to present their dramas in a competition, I decided it was time to get back at Ballotelli, I knew he would be there that night, so I acted and talked exactly like him, while adding some ‘ajasa’, while doing my stuff acting Ballotelli on stage, everyone in the hall laughed out loud, people told me I wasn’t different from Ballotelli on stage, he was there too and he laughed, he became soft and friendly thereafter, and that earned me not just the same nickname, but a 2 week celebrity status on camp, and of course…Some advances from the female folks The name Balotelli seemed to have overshadowed my real name, I got used to it in those two weeks, but for my decision not to date girls in camp, I would have ended up dating 2 married ladies. These two managed to keep their wedding rings till the day of POP, while one was bold enough to demand privacy with me, which I stylishly rejected, the other wasn’t bold enough, but would call in the dead of the night, telling me stuffs not meant for your reading eyes *winks* The camp life got so interesting and lively by the third week, it was always fun going to parade grounds, and it was likewise fun listening to tales, some corpers were so funny that the soldiers couldn’t help but laugh along when they jest at someone or something, there was a day we were being punished for strolling to the parade ground despite coming late, the soldier who punished us told us to hold one another’s waist while frog- jumping. Most of those who defaulted were females, though I had a guy in front of me, each of the other male corpers had ladies,whose waists they held, while frog jumping, when the soldier wanted to free us from our punishment, the guys objected, insisting they deserved to be punished for long all because they were enjoying holding those ladies by their ‘Ukwu region’, the Sargent laughed his heart out Follow this story Source: https://samueliyanu./2015/07/21/the-chronicles-of-corper-sam/ 1 Like |
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