Nigerian Boarding House Stories And Pictures

I once slept under the bed as punishment from a senior student. True, life moves on, but those days were quite frustrating, I mean the punishment. One of my roommates took it very hard and threatened revenge sometimes when he was punished. Na one of these ajebutter guys, who would imagine that revenge would occur in one form or the other. I spoke with him over the weekend, the guy works for Mobil, and he was just asking me if I knew of one guy in another house, who was very mean to students. He could not recall the guy's name, but he described his looks, which I kind of suspect maybe one that I know. He told me that the guy is in a subordinate role in his company, and that when he saw him, he was quite shaken. My former roommate did not confront him though, but just let things slide. When he brought it up, I just know we should brush past those injustices. More or less, as much as they were unfair and borderline wicked, don't dwell on such things anymore.

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Sorry to be laughing at you Seun, but that must be some tall dream you have there. Come on human beings are social animals and everywhere animals gather, the strong will always bully the weak. check your facts even in the so called civilized countries.
Hell even my previous supervisor used to bully me in the office. He is one idiot with a goatee (God please forgive me) now I have a lady boss and she's a lot more nicer if u r good at reading her moods.

That said, I would also like to add my voice in saying that my best years were those I spent in the secondary school and all of my class mates those I am still in contact with agree too. By the way I went to FGC Okigwe which was one of the meanest badest unity schools during my set only bested then by FGC warri.
Oh dear were do I start from every day then was like you were in some movie that could be compared to 'prison break' or so. When I was a junior student every time a senior called you u already had a fib to tell. You don't think about it because its already second nature. We were kings at bluffing, you had to be strong or you make friends with the strong and it don't come cheap.

We stole, broke bounds (ie left school without permission) through angle ninety, upschool and swinging, rushed food - no rush now u go go bed hungry, ate half cooked rice boiled in buckets used for washing toilets and dorms with boiling ring (which was contraband) and ate em with salt and palm oil, kai but they tasted so heavenly. Sold our soaps, toilet paper, and OMO as mercha (short for merchandise). Escaped from the tightest burglary proof - it was then that I scientifically found out that any hole ur head n shoulders passes can take the rest of you body).

We paid 'Laun' - I think thats a yoruba word for settlement. broke into school our shop to steal and,  Oh dear there were just too many things going on ,  you never hard a dull moment.

My worst experience was a classic slap I got once from my very OWN school father ( the pig). I say classic because I really really saw stars as in one moment this guy pull my glasses the next I heard this GBAM, had this numb feel on my face, suddenly everywhere went dark sorry black and there were these white things faires, stars or angels floating before my eyes wow,  and wot was my crime I took his cloth to the borehole to wash instead of going to fetch water from there and doing the laundry at the hostel. Anyway I live and am better for it

it is a pity the schul is collapsing bcs of the neglect by the ministry of education/govt.

if dey could bring back d reformer Chief Mrs E.O. Babaniji, i blive d schul will be revivved.
not the likes of mama Alaba. 

these schuls remind one of the good old days and i love to send my children to boarding schuls. they help one to be independent and observe  the "survival of the fittest" thingy. 

Attented Federal Goverment college Enugu (fedicol enugu) 05/06

Can forget that eventful evenin when i wasn JS 2. I was an active dodger and a work staper
ie i don't stay at hostel due to pressures from senoir folks.
On this day was the i recived the beating of my life.
It was on a wednesday and there is usually mid-week hostel inspection, i was in PEACE House. normally we dress out bed with white bed spread and a counter pel,
Being a dodger and an active staper, i was as usual not around to dress my bed as i have lesft the hostel as early as 3:30am to avoid been seen by any senoir folk to dodgers favorite spot "OKPA JOINT"
Normally i organise some one whom does it but this day luck wasnt by my side.

During the inspection which usually takes place between 11am - 1pm mid week. my matrass wasnt even dressed!
My house captain was blamed and was almost slaped by my then angry house master. i was instantly summoned from class. When i retured i wqas made to dress the bed and frog jump, i was also made to cut a little portion of land. thing that that was, butthats just the preambles!
After our house master is gone and the inspection is through, my house capt, took me to ground floor peace house which is tagged :(BROKLYN, The death trap) There i was incredibly flogged 179 strocks of cain by my house capt alone who treated to make it 200, to make matas worst , Vampire, Bado, And Pinto, the worst senoir folks i dread through my stay in FEDI, gave the worst mass beating which i will never wish my worst enemy to GO THROUGH
only b/because i have no money to sort them!
I was beatn to coma, I work up only to find my self in the sick bay, i was later transfered to UNTH enugu. from were i was directly taken home a week later.
My house capt lied and covered their track at the school panel, i was set up and i faced the wrath of the school, nobody belived that i was beaten by the house capt except that he claimed that he only gave me six strokes!!!!

Since then i never dare cross their part, i even changed my residence to the bush until that set gratuated.!

Its one experince and a bloody i can't forget!!!

Am grateful to God that i survived it
Thank God that FGCE is now up to the challanges of bullying.
Am still of FGCE. cause it still the best!!!!

It really a interesting topic,remembrering all the pranks i play in boarding house before travelling out of the country i can stop to laugh on my own at the corner of my room all the time,well it will be better saying it in pigin english,i no go forget one weh be say we dey hungry die for hostel and one of my friend i dey always give part of my own provision dey tell me say him garri don finish he come go wrap the garri inside DHL  bag come put am inside in travelling bag so i go think say na just cloth dey there,well i just call him elder brother come tell am say ur younger brother get garri but he dey pedi abi,i come comspire with him brother with one other friend take the garri and drink am come put back the DHL bag there inside the travelling bag empty,after the owner of the garri come he no get gut to ask me though na the same room we dey,he come take style ask him brother me just pretend as if i no hear wetin he dey talk and i come they take am laugh on top my bunk.

Another experince,was when i go sleep some body else mattress,make u na no blame me na so they still my own too and if i tell my papa he go abuse me taya,so me we no dey quick resume for the new term but because of the bad work weh i wan do before other student come back,i just go our store room  comot one nice mattress ,mo wa se ki ni,mo bo sho fun mattress yen,i comot the mattress cloth come take my name  decorate am with the new mattress cloth size i don sow from holiday.

i like to dey look for trouble then,so most of the senior weh look small pass me i go when chance them if their mate no dey there,there was an incident weh be say person dey sleep i just flash my touch light for him face and give am dirty slap at the same time come run away imagine person weh dey sleep,well den na part of fun of living in a boarding house.


well a lot experience still dey to share on the different issues but i will say that later ,stay kool

walata,
london

@ whiteroses

Just saw u wt my little'sis in d posted foto at osco. A u still in touch?

Small world eh?

Boardin sch is the best so far!

ha speaking of boarding life whaooo!!  i went to CSSJ command secondary school jos and to be honest a had great memories only i tell all my friends over her in Ireland and they all like how come you still alive and stuff. but i gotta say tho boarding life is a good life.

i remember my first day in command i met a friend a tru friend mike we went to bed and i woke up on the bare bunk with no bed no blanket and thats where life begins 

i remember after our head boy fucking clackson took all my provision so i decided to steal and in return i got nothing but hell back i was beating by every senior from ss1-3 in my domitory  den all the juniors from jss1-3 spat on me oloshi 

i remember the day i had to frog jump on a pitch of about 900mtrs and had no rest that day fely like hell

also the day we played a match against nms nigeria military school o Lord come see fight people just were cutting heads like they nuturing chickens 

another day we were going to play a football match but prior to that we were laughing at out coach been punished by the cao commander in action not knowing he had plans for us too as we were leaving for the match he made us work for 19 hours none stop till we got to zaria imagine how long that is

imagine a senior abusing you by saying your father is a bastard, am i your father's mate?? too ad for your father?? i have to say they all sound funny now but shit those days were great alot more to say but others got here first u get me pow am out peace

I went to Lagos Model College Igbonla

I cheated in EVERY single exam,  And i mean EVERY.

I once broke into the Vice Principal's office through his roof to steal the Chemistry Exam questions for the next day,we were caught ! So we went to a babalawa to do some Jazz,and the case died down.

When i was a junior if i senior sent me to fetch water,i always urinated in it,  No exceptions

At night,i off the room lights,flog someone sleeping then run away laughing

My specialty,  At night,i wind an iron hanger till it becomes hot,then use it to burn anyone who offended me during the day

Once,i tied a juniour privates to the fan,then put the fan on HI SPEED,he reported me - i got him back by clearing out his locker 2 weeks later during PREP,  He didn't have one shirt till the end of that term

I was a little devil,but funny enough i never liked stealing even when i didn't have.

Stories of ghosts were so common especially at night, that students were frightened at the prospect of going to the toilet at night time. (I am referring to after lights out). Occasionally, you had to, and at times, would awaken a friend to accompany you to the toilet, which was quite a distance from the dormitory. Now, my school's security was very lax, we were very close to the Afaha village, and just behind one of the dormitories was the football field. I mean, who knows what danger could be lurking in the paths on your way to the toilet in the middle of the night, be it physical or otherwise. So, that explained why some students were very reluctant to relieve themselves at night. One of the guys would armor himself with prayers and would step out boldly to the toilet, but some were wussies.

Ok, here is the gist. During exam time in my ss1, all of us from the same dormitory were dumped into one single room, so it was quite compacted. And there were some grumblings amongst my classmate with having to share their space with junior students. don't know what the big deal was, but one day, students in the dorm woke up and saw  a pile of human faeces on the floor. I never saw it, but some of the students were interrogated (I wasnt, perhaps, the room prefect automatically did not question his classmates or thereabout), but one of my classmates confessed! He was scared of trooping to the toilet all alone during lights out, so he choose to defecate in the dormitory. Olboy, them beat this guy, but at that time, I sort of excused his story that he had no one to accompany him to the toilet, hence, he was justified to relieve himself in the dorms. Overall, boarding house was cool.

hehehe. . . .i went to a real 4cked up school

the most unfortunate nicknames were given by students and teachers alike

I remember one particularly disgusting chore. Cause there were communal toilets in our
hostel with no running water to flush the waste away. . . they often filled up quickly and thickened,
so the unlucky group of students assigned the toilet had to literally pound the shit into submission.

So there you were with you pounding stick and piece of cloth to cover your nose and mouth.

Naturally. . . . .the House master started calling such attired students NINJAS.

@Kadman,
U are a big freak. .I swear!