nonye6194:


Maybe I didn't make it more specific, but the camp court dosent consist of any lawyer or trained law individual. Just top echelon nysc officials who use the nysc bye rule handbook to treat issues in camp.

And that their issue tire me honestly


Fayrouz deserves to accept responsibility for their staff's behaviour, hired hand or full time staff. That's what is obtainable in a society where integrity is key

Imagine the amount of folks that would be introduced to weed or indulge in it and other substance abuse. Good call for me

But Fayrouz have been called back and the fences mended. They were in camp in the last camp I was told. Even now with the current batch C guys

Good that fences have been mended.

For me, I would have preferred that the boy caught in the act is handed over to the police/NDLEA and fayrouz is asked to pay a fine or do community service for oversight.

DAY 15

Today went on as usual, with SAED in the morning period until noon time, then parade in the late noon and other evening activities following up. Before now, we were informed by one of our OBS staff (not Mr Math o ) to put down a choice primary place of assignment (PPA) we wish to be posted to serve in. Well of course with exception to oil and gas firms, telecommunication firms, banks and multinationals (unless you have a request letter from any of these).
Why I listed these exception is because this categories of organisations were affected by the bill the former president Goodluck Jonathan signed into law, preventing corpers from being posted to these places by the nysc . When we asked asked the staff why Uncle Good luck signed such a bill, he replied that nysc observed that the corpers posted to these firms are used for cheap labour and paid meagre salaries. He added that they are barely retained at the end of their service because the firms will receive yet another new batch of posted cheap labour . And they (nysc) were the ones that even mounted pressure for the bill to be signed into law.

In my mind I was wondering if they thought about including schools they send corpers to slave in into the bill too. Because they are providing same cheap labour to these institutions (most times without salaries). Some of my friends are teaching 4-8 subjects in remote locations, with extra lesson tutorials they're forced to take the students on .

Crazy country

Well, we started making connects and enquires about the best places we can serve in Lagos as it's the city full of opportunities . This is like the major payback the staff reward us for our work in the OBS. I mean, we cannor be waking up at 2am for nothing now .
The warning the staff gave us before dismissing us was to be very sure the firm would accept us if we're posted there. And if it's possible to get a request letter from the prospective PPA, the better for everyone. This is to avoid getting rejected as it's the biggest fear of corp members.

Today was inter platoon quiz competition sponsored by Leadway pensions and none of us in the OBS even cared about what happened around us anymore other than the Primary place of assignment we're supposed to choose and submit in a few days.
Personally, I didn't have a place in mind yet but I thought I would fancy a PPA close to my uncles', saving accommodation, chow and transport expenses. I spoke to a former lecturer/mentor who made several calls after which he told me to pick a certain multinational firm in Ogba area of Ikeja LGA that produces peak and three crowns milk products . With the reasons he gave me about this choice (with the major being about a possible retainment). I didn't see any reasons not to, so I inked down the firm as my choice.

Back in the hostel, I spoke to AY about the PPA sturvs and he told me that he has a prospective PPA in he wants to serve in, with someone on the inside that will ensure he's accepted if posted there. I advised him to contact the person and get a request letter, which he did and I submitted it alongside our OBS list. I also spoke to Greg about this and he told me that he has folks already pushing buttons in that regard for him, I was like bad guyyyyy .
Later in the evening was dance and drama finale and our platoon actually came first in dance but lost out in drama and everyone was furious and I'll tell you why.
When the competition started a few days ago, every platoon had five evenings to act all the scenes in their drama/play and wrap it up before the expiration of this five evenings. Our platoon finished theirs in 2 evenings and we were the favourite at this time to win. But another yeye platoon started theirs immediately after ours ended, stole our drama plot and added more scenes and gave a performance that now made them winners. We got to know about this during the finale, when the platoons came up to give a rundown of their plots. The similarities was so glaring but what can we do ?
One of my friends was like we should sue their ass for such nonsense and ingredients .

So I finally met Tola after almost 9 days, yaay .
We ran into each other during the late afternoon when we went to fill the infamous BOOK OF LIFE. I started with apologising for seemingly hiding from her all these while and we gisted to catch up on several things we've been up to in camp. When I told her I was one of the heads of the OBS, she was so glad and proud of me lol. She was like 'no wonder you're always the one I see overworking in the OBS'. She then started calling me 'chief' and the name has since then stuck like glue
When we finally exhausted the pleasantries, she told me her own part of the quarrel between Greg and her over a week ago. It was then that I realised why AY was so mad at Greg that evening, and it was so bad that I bowed my head in shame.
She refuted all the claims Greg made and I didn't need a genie to tell me that she was telling the truth. At the end, she said she had forgiven him for everything but won't go back to ever speaking to him or being friends again, and I didn't even challenge her decisions because they were justified.
I mentioned about the nasty text Greg sent her in the first episode of this quarrel right?. Well, uncle Greg unblocked her contact, sent another one and blocked her again .
In the text he said he regrets not listening to girls in our platoon who told him they wanted to date him (lies) and other 'concerned' girls that advised him against dating a unilag babe who keeps no female friends (another lie). He also berated her for telling AY that she paid for his meals for a couple of days in the mami, emasculating him in the process, (lmao). Tola said she told AY that because Greg lied about paying for meals and other things he claimed but never did. Greg concluded the text by saying that she was ungrateful for everything he's done for her and she should send her account information so he'll refund her for whatever she spent on him (imagine the pettiness ).
After reading the text, I was weak in the knees and didn't know where to start apologising from to Tola. She smiled and waved it off, saying it's a thing of the past and she's glad it even happened. But she's only sad this had cost us the good friendship we all had going on.
Walahi, Greg took a huge L in this one .

While we were still talking, Tola mentioned that she noticed Greg stalks her and he is always within tens of yards whenever she's with a friend outside the hostel . I thought she was bluffing until I glanced around and shockingly, Greg was seated several yards away from us, with all of his attention focused in our direction. I felt irritated with such creepiness and wanted to walk up to him and confront him about this. Tola advised me not to as it'll seem she's the one who sent me. That her best weapon has been to ignore him and she'll continue same until we leave camp.
Tola and I spoke a bit more after filling the book of life. We hugged and went to our respective engagements of the evening.

Returning to the hostel, I was expecting Greg to come and ask me what I was discussing with Tola, so I'll use the opportunity to blast the mofo for all his Bleep ups. But he didn't, maybe he guessed what I had in mind. I told AY about my meeting with Tola, without giving him much details about our conversation. But the few things I let him know that Tola said made him loathe Greg the more. Sometimes I wonder if Greg was thinking right about all of what he says and does because some were just too extra.
Well, before I came to camp I was told by a friend who's been before that I'll see different peoples from different tribes, schools with their behaviours and craze. And that's exactly what I'm experiencing so far .
Before I retired for the day, I was discussing with a soldier (the one who threatened to seize my bracelet and watch back during parade times ) downstairs about the 'hold something' story that went down a few days ago which was still the gist everywhere and he told another one that left me shook.
He narrated about (in one of the camps he was was part of sometime ago in Abia ) a married female corper caught engaged in the act of sex with a male corper behind the mami after lights out, while they were on night patrol . To make matters worse, nysc called their next of kins the next day to report what happened and dismiss them as per camp rules. Unfortunately for the lady, her next of kin came and it was her hubby . Too unbelievable to sound true ba? oya read about it from someone who posted about it here on nairaland: https://www.nairaland.com/3509392/sexual-promiscuity-married-women-nysc
I couldn't even start picture the scenario with the sleep in my eyes so I kukuma bided my soldier friend goodnight and retired to my room for I had had enough for the day.

Shoulda posted a picture of the Tola that has been causing all these drama.

As for Greg, I'm not in a hurry to judge anyone before I meet them. His actions only speak of something bigger which you prolly don't know about.

Hehe. Nice story tho.




When are you going to share your own Bonny and Clyde story?

Tapout:

Does he wear glasses?? The mc/comedian??

and very dark too.

Tapout:

Does he wear glasses?? The mc/comedian??

and very dark too.

DkJay:


Shoulda posted a picture of the Tola that has been causing all these drama.

As for Greg, I'm not in a hurry to judge anyone before I meet them. His actions only speak of something bigger which you prolly don't know about.

Hehe. Nice story tho.




When are you going to share your own Bonny and Clyde story?

main characters won't have their pictures displayed, part of my agreement with them for me to write this. sorry


and there was no bonnie and Clyde story for me While back in camp, sorry to disappoint amigo

nonye6194:


main characters won't have their pictures displayed, part of my agreement with them for me to write this. sorry


and there was no bonnie and Clyde story for me While back in camp, sorry to disappoint amigo

Pls dnt listen to dis guy abt his doubts abt Tola nd Greg's issue. There are guys like dat nd dey re so many in Nigeria. I remember one guy like dat dat went abt telling pple how he bleeps a particular girl till I tld d girl. Come see drama! And if not for d kinf of person I am, nobdy wld hv blivd dat guy was lying bc he is someone you wld see nd think he is matured nd responsible nd I bliv dos were d reasons d girl tlks wif him cos she hardly tlks to guys nd dat was als wot made pple bliv dis guy. I mean dis girl was almost RUINED. It might surprise you dat even dis guy dat quoted you is one of dem.

icogb:
Pls dnt listen to dis guy abt his doubts abt Tola nd Greg's issue. There are guys like dat nd dey re so many in Nigeria. I remember one guy like dat dat went abt telling pple how he bleeps a particular girl till I tld d girl. Come see drama! And if not for d kinf of person I am, nobdy wld hv blivd dat guy was lying bc he is someone you wld see nd think he is matured nd responsible nd I bliv dos were d reasons d girl tlks wif him cos she hardly tlks to guys nd dat was als wot made pple bliv dis guy. I mean dis girl was almost RUINED. It might surprise you dat even dis guy dat quoted you is one of dem.

you lost me sir

nonye6194:


you lost me sir

Oh... I meant d guy you responded to last. D one da was asking abt your own love experience in d camp.

nonye6194:


no presence of fast food outlets in the camp. one is constrained to mostly local dishes

I'll add others later

Hi Bro,

I am currently in Lagos Orientation camp Batch C. Please, can you link me to any good paying PPA where I can get a request letter. I sent you a mail via your email. I am anticipating your response.

Best regards.

nonye6194:

Lol.

Lol. Waawu.

I'd have tried explaining to you what I meant in my previous post but that would only make you be more convinced of who you think me to be.


But me, bad guy? Hehe.






What about a love story, outside of camp?

Abeg come warm this stew before e go sour.

DkJay:
Lol. Waawu.

I'd have tried explaining to you what I meant in my previous post but that would only make you be more convinced of who you think me to be.


But me, bad guy? Hehe.






What about a love story, outside of camp?

no vex my guy

hold your own bottle fez

emotions1:
Abeg come warm this stew before e go sour.

egbon no vex, nysc stress no be here

will continue today. New pot of stew

nonye6194:



egbon no vex, nysc stress no be here

will continue today. New pot of stew

egbon I hail thee...
More ink to your pen bruh..

DAY 16

While the camp activities was ongoing, a few (special) CDS group representatives came in and addressed corpers about their groups and what they do with the aim to enlist interested folks into their respective groups. Two groups stood out with their number and interests, this was the sustainable development goals (SDGs) and DrinkIQ groups . Some folks who haven't been to Lagos camp will be asking which one is DrinkIQ again ?
Well, DrinkIQ is a CDs group with the sole aim to educate the public about alcohol, its effects on the body and most importantly, the need to drink responsibly. It didn't take much conviction for some of my OBS colleagues and I to join DrinkIQ, the shayo related group . But I joined thinking it'll be fun and with interesting activities since it's l sponsored by Guinness Nigeria PLC, which could also open doors to a possible recruitment if you think am as a sharp guy .
During the meetings I attended, I found out that were so many in the group, consisting mostly of guys who think we'll be getting free Guinness products once in a while.

werey children .

It was all fun and full of laughter until the group presentations started . The presentation were done by everyone, grouped to take on and present topics related to alcohol and effects on the human body.
I won't lie, it was like another boring SAED lecture session for me all over again . That was even when I started losing interest in the group, coupled with the exponential rate at which our membership was growing.

Then the time for examinations came and broke the table of DrinkIQ membership .

The coordinator conducted a simple exam based on the several topics she taught and some of the presentations done. The successful ones out of this exam will become the ones that'll now be enlisted in the group as members for the rest of their service year. I won't lie, I didn't read sheeet and some of ua cheated like kilode in the hall . Imagine an almagamation of cheaters from different universities and tribes uniting to write exams under one confined space. The devil was scared that day I'm sure .
Results took forever to come out and by then I got introduced to the Tourism CDS group, and that was how I ported o .
I didn't have strength for DrinkIQ anymore because I did a bit of research of what they do as part of their community service and results I found weren't pleasing . They go to popular drinking spots, market places and other public places to speak about Drinking responsibly. I didn't see myself doing such for the next eleven months biko lol.
Tourism CDs on the other hand was all fun and chills . We tour interesting and attractive sites in Lagos state. That's basically what we do and it's been fun so far for everyone . So if you're coming to Lagos, pick either tourism, DrinkIQ or SDG CDs group. Anything other than this issa counterfeit.

There's even a CDs group that their members duty is to sweep and keep the LGAs clean, but I'm not going to shake any table on this episode. Not today Satan .

Lemme even go to today's main gist lol

The director general (representative) of the NYSC visited us today and as usual, inspected the camp facilities and addressed with the camp community shortly before the SAED lectures for the day kicked off. Towards the end of his address, the representative dashed us a cow for our camp bonfire night.

correct man .

He also gifted the parade leader (who was a corper) with an envelope containing a cheque. He did same donation to the heads of utilities, band and guards. While the presentations was ongoing, my OBS colleagues started gingering me to get ready to be called since they were calling service groups out and OBS is one of them too. But I didn't take them seriously as I didn't think we'll be noticed. And to confirm my thoughts, we weren't .

By noon, the OANDO debate competition took place and winners emerged as usual. I kinda regretted not attending the debate as the topic was related to preserving the Environment and I'm a die hard renewable energy person and anything pro-environmental protection.

But e don pass, e don pass

Later after the debate, the inter platoon parade competition was underway and the atmosphere was full of excitement. Before now, the soldiers assigned to the respective platoons had trained and selected the best guys per platoon for today's showdown. And these guys had undergone some serious drills, I no go lie :*. At some point I felt they were cadets already with the rigourous training, but wetin even consign us for OBS .
So it was about time for the competition to begin and the invited senior army staff and other dignitaries were taking their seats and the platoons were fully kitted and in formation on the parade ground. Then something started happening.

Two guys in two different platoons fainted and fell down. The red cross rushed to their assistance at once. While this was ongoing, another corper fainted. Then another again fell .

See Nigerian feem

There was confusion and fear among everyone around. Concerns for the corpers was what was on the lips of many because some of the platoons (of these guys who were about to compete in) missed some activities in the past days to gain extra time marching.
Moreover, the sun this afternoon was up and it was blazing hot. Maybe this could also be a factor.

Don't forget the belle factor, man gats chow wella

Some of the officials convened with the army instructors immediately to determine if they can still go ahead with the competition. They came to a conclusion after a few minutes to carry on after the emergencies had been contained.

The competition finally kicked off and I must admit, all the ten platoons impressed me. No platoon made any major blunder and it was just an event that erupted cheers and claps from the rest of the spectators and guests.
As good as they were and as difficult as it was to choose the top platoons, winners were still announced and cash prizes given. Every other platoon that didn't get anything out of the competition were sad because they worked their arses out for this, but poo happens right?!

Later that evening while I was going through my messages, I read one that interested me. It was a reminder for folks in our platoon to come and join the team to represent the platoon in the inter platoon business plan competition a.k.a Lion's den. Since I've not been able to participate in anything here so far, I decided to give it a shot.
I met up with the other guys who were in the group and already had a business idea they want to work with. Since I also had one I worked on before camp for a friend, I pitched it to them and they loved it. Needless to say, they adopted my own business idea and since it's my idea, I became the one fronting the preparation for my platoon with assistance from those I met in the group.
That was how I carried myself to goan collect work on top of the OBS cross I was already carrying.

Wetin dey work me sef .

I started that evening to begin work on the plan, tailoring it to the template we were given to submit in two days for consideration for the finals since only 5 platoons would be picked to compete in the lion's den.
Since Kele and I were in the same platoon, he stayed up this night with me to work on this in the studio and we took all night working painstakingly on qualifying for the finals.

pictured below:
OANDO debate winners

state coordinator presenting one of the prizes to the heads of service groups

inter platoon drills competition winners

our business plan punishment setup

I promised to gist y'all about my room leader and here it is

Right from the night we got our room and lodged in, we identified him as our leader and it stuck on him since he was the perfect person (giving his statue and talkative nature). He was among the folks I mentioned about who got nick names the night we got to camp.

His was Dickson

You should be able to figure out what that means

Here's the first crazy thing about this guy. Dickson passed the security checkpoint at the gate with already rolled sticks of marijuana .
While he was telling us this, he was showing off the ziploc bag of the weed. I swear I could count close to 20 heavily rolled blunts and I was worried for my safety . While AY and I were still wondering which type of room mate our village people have doomed us with, Dickson asked in a nice manner if any of us has any allergy to marijuana as he's about to light one up (this was about 1 am) .

Of course, almost all of us chorused 'yes' that we have a problem with his request and we all started laughing. The medical doctor corper among us begged him specifically to carry his craze to one of the empty rooms several floors up since they are yet to be occupied. That was how our room leader left us for the rest of the night to goan get high .

After a few days in camp, the camp top officials met with room leaders one evening to discuss any challenges they're facing in their respective rooms. I happened to attend this meeting because I had to monitor the public address system used for the meeting.
Did I mention that our room had like most of the wahala a typical room had before now?
From broken lock latch to ceiling fan rotating in opposite direction (hence not blowing air). Plus we had just one functional bulb to the four lighting sockets we had.
And before the complaints started, the state coordinator promised that all the complaints will be addressed and addressed in less than 48 hours.

Every room leader showed up and complained, except one.

Yeah You guessed right .

Dickson was a no show

The meeting ended and he still didn't show up. I set out looking for him around the hostel but it was a futile search because you can only see Dickson twice in a day back in
the hostel:
when it's rising time or when it's bed time.

This is because of his position as a senior member in the National Fellowship of Mami Market Spenders (NFMMS) .

I went to our floor manager to beg him to collect our room complaints we wrote down since we couldn't find our leader, which our room mates available had agreed to this alternative. The man took things out of hand and instead went to report our room to the camp director that our leader didn't attend the meeting and showed her our list.

Which kain wahala be this one again

So the camp director who saw me at the meeting declared I will now be the room leader .

I started begging this aunty not to do this to me and she didn't answer me o .
It took the intervention of one of our OBS staff to exonerate me from this one and I was so relieved. Because it will look like I did this to topple Dickson as the room leader, which I most certainly never thought of since he was our favourite guy in the room with the jokes and gists. Although his leadership skills is nothing to write home about, we still like the 042 guy .
The camp director directed us to find him before bed time and we set out to find him again.
Somehow one of our search teams got lucky and found him and with some of my roomies who were also searching for him, we berated him for not showing up to the meeting for our own interest. He apologised while we took him to goan see aunty director for punishment . The director just gave him several warnings and at the collected our list, alleluia !

While the CDS groups were already meeting in camp, I gisted Dickson about DrinkIQ and the next meeting he was seated at the back with the rest of the senior citizens of the fellowship . They caused so much stir in the group, made so much noise and brought life to the meetings. When they found out that Guinness wouldn't be giving out any free African Special or Stout, they ported back to their base .

I'm certainly not done with Dickson, as I have gist for days concerning him, but lemme end with this last one.
One evening before the lights went out, Dickson came back to the room dancing and was in a jolly mood. On asking what happened, he responded saying that a babe bought beer and skewered Turkey meat for him in mami market this evening.
He went on to say that it's his first time of getting free drink and meat from a babe and he was happy like someone who popped his cherry .

We all had a good laugh that night but he didn't even send us. He kept dancing his thing and chanting:

'turkey, turkey, turkey.....' .

That night we christened him another nick name.

Turkey .


And below is Dr Turkey doing his thing as a contestant during the Mr Macho competition

nonye6194:
I promised to gist y'all about my room leader and here it is

Right from the night we got our room and lodged in, we identified him as our leader and it stuck on him since he was the perfect person (giving his statue and talkative nature). He was among the folks I mentioned about who got nick names the night we got to camp.

His was Dickson

You should be able to figure out what that means

Here's the first crazy thing about this guy. Dickson passed the security checkpoint at the gate with already rolled sticks of marijuana .
While he was telling us this, he was showing off the ziploc bag of the weed. I swear I could count close to 20 heavily rolled blunts and I was worried for my safety . While AY and I were still wondering which type of room mate our village people have doomed us with, Dickson asked in a nice manner if any of us has any allergy to marijuana as he's about to light one up (this was about 1 am) .

Of course, almost all of us chorused 'yes' that we have a problem with his request and we all started laughing. The medical doctor corper among us begged him specifically to carry his craze to one of the empty rooms several floors up since they are yet to be occupied. That was how our room leader left us for the rest of the night to goan get high .

After a few days in camp, the camp top officials met with room leaders one evening to discuss any challenges they're facing in their respective rooms. I happened to attend this meeting because I had to monitor the public address system used for the meeting.
Did I mention that our room had like most of the wahala a typical room had before now?
From broken lock latch to ceiling fan rotating in opposite direction (hence not blowing air). Plus we had just one functional bulb to the four lighting sockets we had.
And before the complaints started, the state coordinator promised that all the complaints will be addressed and addressed in less than 48 hours.

Every room leader showed up and complained, except one.

Yeah You guessed right .

Dickson was a no show

The meeting ended and he still didn't show up. I set out looking for him around the hostel but it was a futile search because you can only see Dickson twice in a day back in
the hostel:
when it's rising time or when it's bed time.

This is because of his position as a senior member in the National Fellowship of Mami Market Spenders (NFMMS) .

I went to our floor manager to beg him to collect our room complaints we wrote down since we couldn't find our leader, which our room mates available had agreed to this alternative. The man took things out of hand and instead went to report our room to the camp director that our leader didn't attend the meeting and showed her our list.

Which kain wahala be this one again

So the camp director who saw me at the meeting declared I will now be the room leader .

I started begging this aunty not to do this to me and she didn't answer me o .
It took the intervention of one of our OBS staff to exonerate me from this one and I was so relieved. Because it will look like I did this to topple Dickson as the room leader, which I most certainly never thought of since he was our favourite guy in the room with the jokes and gists. Although his leadership skills is nothing to write home about, we still like the .
The camp director directed us to find him before bed time and we set out to find him again.
Somehow one of our search teams got lucky and found him and with some of my roomies who were also searching for him, we berated him for not showing up to the meeting for our own interest. He apologised while we took him to goan see aunty director for punishment . The director just gave him several warnings and at the collected our list, alleluia !

While the CDS groups were already meeting in camp, I gisted Dickson about DrinkIQ and the next meeting he was seated at the back with the rest of the senior citizens of the fellowship . They caused so much stir in the group, made so much noise and brought life to the meetings. When they found out that Guinness wouldn't be giving out any free African Special or Stout, they ported back to their base .

I'm certainly not done with Dickson, as I have gist for days concerning him, but lemme end with this last one.
One evening before the lights out, Dickson came back to the room dancing and was in a jolly mood. On asking what happened, he responded saying that a babe bought beer and skewered Turkey meat for him in mami market this evening.
He went on to say that it's his first time of getting free drink and meat from a babe and he was happy like someone who popped his cherry .

We all had a good laugh that night but he didn't even send us. He kept dancing his thing and chanting:

'turkey, turkey, turkey.....' .

That night we christened him another nick name.

Turkey .


And below is Dr Turkey doing his thing as a contestant during the Mr Macho competition

una allow this guy contest for macho??
Una no know God...
I been think say na native doctor role e been dey play o..

What a room leader
Thanks for the update as promised

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Nonye, i have been a ghost reader since from the beginning. I have to tell you that I enjoyed every bit of your story.


Well done sir! More ink to your pen.

Guy! This your story dey level up

Keep it up, man

DAY 17

So I stayed up the night until this morning (at about 2:40 am) to complete the business plan for our platoon's finale submission. By the time I finished, some of my colleagues were already down in the studio and moving equipment out for morning parade setup.
I went back to freshen up and join the rest to setup. I wouldn't have returned for morning parade since I was tired but one of ours in the OBS was celebrating his birthday today .

It was our DJ's birthday and as per tradition in the camp, every birthday celebrant is called out in front of the whole community during the morning parade and everyone sings happy birthday for them.
Before today, we had convened and got something special for our DJ celebrant. When it was time for him to be called out this morning alongside other celebrants, every of our OBS members gave him a standing/hailing ovation lol. When he returned, the girl that had eyes for him in our OBS gave him the gift and card on behalf of us .
By this time in camp, most of the activities which started the previous week were drawing to a gradual end, with SAED being the one everyone looked forward to its end lol.
I won't lie, folks before now skipped SAED and stayed back in their rooms, hiding under their bunks and inside the wardrobes to avoid being caught by man o war or worse still, soldiers . Because if you're caught, what happened to these guys in this link is your portion o : https://www.nairaland.com/3608693/katsina-corpers-refused-attend-saed

Some smart folks joined the band, martial arts or the red cross to skip parade. My guy Greg joined Red cross while AY went to try his luck with martial arts . And it didn't take long before AY ran back one evening panting and swearing that he'll rather do parade ten times than do martial arts again, lmaoooo.
Greg actually lasted in red cross for a few days but he never participated in any way whilst being a member. My guy just wore the red cross jacket to break rules and what he wanted to at odd times. The heads got tired of his apiam way and fired him .

When it was noon time, a cooking competition sponsored by Honeywell took place and it was an interesting event. Each platoon got same ingredients and materials to prepare specific type of meals which they were judged by.
Winners got prizes and platoons got cartons of Honeywell spaghetti. Some of my colleagues in the OBS who attended the competition even returned back with packs of spaghetti and I honestly didn't know how to react .

Before now, I met with the other members of the business plan group and we went through the document I prepared before proceeding to print. We couldn't find any printing outlet in the mami market and the nysc business centre was closed. Deadline for submission of the plan was 12:00pm today and it was about 10:48am and we couldn't find a place to print.

Our village people have done it again .

I tried all I could using my OBS to get one of the staff to print out the document to no avail. I wasn't ready to give up after dedicating time and effort to this competition. One of our members suggested we mail the soft copy instead and explain why we're not submitting a hardcopy. We did exactly that and our submission was acknowledged .

Evening drew near and it was time for social activity of the day. Today was another comedy night but featured only guest comedians. Although most of us in the OBS couldn't attend the event because of the DJ's birthday party we had back in the studio, we received better reviews of the comedy show from attendees.
Back in the studio, we had a good time celebrating our DJ and it was a special evening for all of us. To top off the fun, I got inside info that our group's submission for the business plan competition had already made it into the finale (lion's den) with other four groups representing their respective platoons who qualified too on merit.
We partied until it was lights out and then we said our good nights and dispersed to our beds. Since it was a good day, I wore my headphones to listen to one of my country music favourites 'Johnny cash' until I slept off.


pictured below:

our celebrant's fine ass cake

our platoon contestant in the Honeywell cooking competition

AY's martial arts pipu doing their sturvs

Back to Greg's case
We were five folks posted to Lagos state from my school and I was the only male in the five. One of us was unlucky to be posted to undergo her orientation in Ondo state camp while I didn't know one was a graduate of our school until towards the end of camp. So that leaves me and two girls I knew from school on camp, and we all underwent the same programme.
Due to how camp was busy and stressful for all us, we couldn't meet nor hangout together. We tried several times but instead met one of the girls seldomly. So one day when I was gisting with one the girls (Emi), Uncle Greg appeared from nowhere and joined in our conversation . He introduced himself to Emi and before I could say Jack, he had changed our conversation to talk to Emi who he hasn't met with before now .
When he was done, he got her contact left us. Emi started barging me with questions about how I knew Greg and all, lol. I answered what she asked without mentioning about the four horsemen nor Tola. We continued our gists until we left for other engagements.
Back in my thoughts, I was wondering what was Greg plans towards Emi because I knew Emi and how much damage she can cause to my guy if he tries that b.s he did with Tola. I just hoped he will restrict himself to just being friends cos Emi knows everything in the playbook. But a part of me was itching for another drama so much since it involves Emi .
So instead of worrying myself, I was actually looking forward to see how this play out .

For the next few days, Emi was complaining about my friend Greg and how he was becoming a pest to her. She tried to wave the guy off with her relationship status but my guy was resilient still . She told me he wanted to be just friends but she wasn't ready to even be enemies talk less of friends.
Before I knew what was happening, uncle started posting Emi's pictures on his status with love emoji and I was shook . On asking Emi how far with the latest development, she said she's as shocked as I was too. One evening sef, she called me to comman carry him away from her, that he followed her almost all day and he's currently seated waiting for her whilst she had her hair done in a saloon at mami .
I told her to have fun and lemme out of their blossoming love and relationship . After her hair was done, Uncle Greg in his benevolent manner paid off her bill and took her to mami for dinner.

Oga chairman himself .

But he was yet to know how loaded Emi was because babe is a rich ass kid.
But how would Greg ever know? When he offers to over do everytime and assumes a girl can't pay for her sh-t.

Back in the hostel, AY brought my attention to a really weird pattern of happenings that involved Greg. AY told me that right from the day we got to camp up till now he was speaking to me, that anytime any of us has any misunderstanding with Greg, one loses one leg of his slippers until he got back to speaking terms with him. Immediately one reconciles issues with him, the slippers return. I felt AY was just taking Greg's beef to another level but I still decided to test his hypothesis since I've lost my slippers and found it under my bunk later like 2-3 times so far .
So I caused a mild misunderstanding with Greg in the morning before breakfast (without AY's knowledge) and when I returned after breakfast with AY, my slippers were gone . I combed the room to no avail. I later met with Greg and patched up things and believe it or not, the slippers returned that evening .

When I told AY about this, we laughed about it. But I was a bit disturbed by Greg's behaviour and I hoped it was just hiding slippers and nothing else .

This didn't stop us from having uninitiated misunderstandings later on sha. And whenever we did, I hid my slippers for safety .


below are some half decent shots of the hostel I took one afternoon during siesta

So today was the end of SAED lectures/trainings.

Alleluia!!!

It was also the finale of the business plan competition so I'll I just skip straight to it.


Fully kitted in our khaki, we stepped out and assumed our assigned seats and waited for the competition to begin. While waiting, the finale of hands-on training started, so did creative writing competition and sigma pension's business plan competition where winners were announced and prizes given.
Before now, we had met and rehearsed our presentation in the studio regularly, so we were ready for today. I felt confident that we are favourites to win since I believed in what we had as a team to present.

When it was time, the lion's den began. Each platoon group was called to face a team of business professionals to pitch every key detail of their business in five minutes and undergo a grill of questions that'll make one understand why it's called the Lion's den . It came to our turn and we did our thing and left, although just like other groups, we couldn't exhaust our pitch under five minutes.
Results were soon called out but we didn't emerge winners. We sha got consolation prizes and took pictures with the sponsors, Diamond bank.

The loss pain me sha, I no lie.

By now, other competitions that started had finished and results were now being announced. Our platoon emerged overall best in the SAED hands-on training and we were all excited. At least, I got consolation that we emerged overall best .

That was how SAED finally ended o my brethren

Later in the afternoon, the cowbell female volleyball finals took place and our platoon emerged winners again . And the captain was my school mate so this win was extra special for me for I didn't care about our earlier loss anymore.

In the evening, we had the biggest (or second) social activity in the camp I.e. Mr Macho and Miss Nysc competition. The event was so colourful and interesting to watch, all thanks to the sponsors and organisers.
Our platoon representatives for the competition were our leaders and I couldn't have asked for a more better pair . They did marvelously well and made no mistakes like most did.
The hilarious part of the night was when it was time for Q&A. In this session, most of the contestants fall the hands of their respective platoons with their answers .

How can you say that the present vice president is Yemi Obasanjo . Is you okay

Remember my room leader 'Turkey' ? He represented his platoon as Mr macho contestant and his own performances were something else .
Before now, he hinted to us in the about wearing an animal skin as a cultural wear for the evening and we all kicked against it, but to no avail. My guy hired the animal skin full ensemble and wore it to everyone's amusement this night. Even though he didn't win nor emerge as any of the runner ups, everyone enjoyed his contribution this night .

Sha at the end of the competition, our platoon leader emerged Mr Macho while we lost out in the 'Miss Nysc' category. The event was nearing its end when the lights went off because it was time for lights off I.e. 10:30pm .
I had a premonition this would happen so I left the event after our representatives underwent their Q&A session. And when the lights went off, everyone was venting their anger at how the event abruptly ended. The sponsors of the event (Trophy beer) came to rescue with their backup generator. So the event continued whilst the rest of the camp was in darkness.

I rounded up with some guys in the studio and found my way back to my room and had a goodnight rest because I've been staying up late for the previous nights to prepare for lion's den. Now there's no more lion , I can now get my sleep well.

Oya goodnight




pictured below:

our group's presentation turn during the business plan competition. na me dey middle o

our platoon's 'hands-on skills' overall winners

our platoon's female volleyball winners

our platoon's Mr macho and Miss Nysc contestants

more pictures from today:



Our Mr macho showing them what's up


Aerial view of the volleyball finals


One Mr macho contestant that wanted to die