Favemmzar200:
Gombe get airport ooo
I'm from gombe
BTW what part of gombe are u

Kindly try to double check your statement before making a discrediting statement.
Gombe state HAD NO airport before 2004.
Closest was Jos.

yean1:



What are the things you enjoyed doing?

smoking, drinking, partying, publicly practicing my different belief, defending girls right/opposition to child marriage, mutual relationship with girls, debating/argument, to mention a few.

Willzkid:

Wow, Tongo was where I was to be redeployed to but I spoke with the guy at the LGA headquarters so I was retained at Bajoga. Served in GDSSS Bajoga.... Men those are years old memories

Tongo head qtrs of millipedes and mosquito the size of flies..

We're I was originally confirmed into secret society


Beans and potatoes aka "wake da Dankali" crew

Or Burnt Beans institute



I don renounce sha

Becos of recession

midetinz:


Kindly try to double check your statement before making a discrediting statement.
Gombe state HAD NO airport before 2004.
Closest was Jos.

True but their airport only came to limelight

In 2010 with corpers paying 7k to and fro

For the Forum CIDs kindly note that these were reports of early 2000s.

***
Two strange things were my observations about Gombe state as at then
1)they don't reject torn currencies (as in very torn) but you also must not reject anyone given to you
2)If you board a bike/okada(called achaba), you can stop at will in the course of the trip to exchange greetings (as long as brief) without affecting your charges(lol).
It makes the axis presents a serene non violent ideology at most times. Despite the language differences I could quote for free that there was no violent encounter between indigenes and corp members.
*****
The phrase "how old are you" reconfirmed my doubt about the average age validity of my "students". Overtime, I gained unparalleled respect from the class set through my ability to deliver lecture seamlessly for an hour or sometimes two ,without any notes or draft. The students are sometimes amazed at my level of accuracy even though my little shorthand knowledge always rescue me in difficult times. I was hell bent on selling my handout as o had always wanted to author a "best seller", lol. But I was not too much in a hurry to do that as I felt that in order to achieve about 98% success in sales, I must learn to be their friend. Having achieved my brilliance threshold, I hinted the class that I will come back to the school premises in the evening to participate in the football game(the school has boarding facilities).
Perhaps out of disbelieve or intent to make a profound jest at me, the pitch was filled with spectators to witness the game. Summarily, most of the spectators were left in awe at the level of my football skills. At this point I was very popular across their hostels and even the guys were quick to guarantee me a sure babe in case I will be later interested.
The following morning I made an announcement of my course handout which should be ready within the week. Virtually all students with financial ability paid up front for the handout. The profit was more worthy compared to the effort.
TBC

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A person who identifies themselves as a Ronaldo hater but can't stop thinking about him and talks about him in posts that are not even related to him. This kind of person secretly has a crush on Cristiano Ronaldo and is called a Ronaldo hater.

slawormiir:
Damnnn niggarrrr
Niggarrrr
Nice write up

But why you nor Green take the last penalty na

Na wetin penaldo...sorry..I mean Ronaldo take dey shine

And moreover delta girls in general not just warri girls are damnn strong

Nice one OP!

Gombe! Lovely memories from this story! Camping in Mallam Sidi was hardly any fun for me; but unlike your time, we met fairly new structures by 2011, built by Danjuma Goje. And the airport was functional by then too. 10k from Akure to Gombe.

Were you vaccinated against meningitis? Did you attend NCCF or NACC? I still remember the acronym G.O.M.B.E (God of my beautiful experience).

I rep Kaltungo Town aka Snake Island.
Ohibenemma, when will you share your experiences?

observer88:
Nice one OP!
I rep Kaltungo Town aka Snake Island.
Ohibenemma, when will you share your experiences?

Please share your experience in the Kaltungo town. I will love to know how you survived in a land filled with lots of lala's pet

midetinz:
On the second month of my NYSC year, I registered for a certificate course but was immediately faced with the challenge of attendance as classes only hold in Gombe town. After attending few classes, I prophesied on the effect of weekly transportation on my allowee then decided to attend class once in two weeks while I make up with notes from course mates.
At my third month, a request letter from the school of tech came asking for my resumption with the school.
Who am I not to resume when I had perfected my plans ab initio on hand out production for sale to my students as my lecture guide. On getting to the school, my first observation was that about 60% of my students to be are older than I am with respect to age. I met with the school principal(principal is used for tech schools) and he assured me of his special support with emphasis to my relationship with the matured ladies as virtually ALL of them are married. Through our discussion, I was able to draw conclusions that an average indigen is very skeptical of corp members and their sexual looseness. They see corp members as a virus whose effect are eventually damaging. That immediately gave possible meaning to about three kids called "corper" in my Lodge.
In my Lodge,there are four calm guys whose primary attraction as at then were never the TANGALE girls.
My first day in class was fun but equally embarrassing. A lady in her late 20s, openly asked me during question time. she asked "how old are you sir" and the whole class bursted into a thunderous laughter. I was annoyed but I kept my calm. I responded to the class that I was old enough to impact new knowledge. The class gave a joint applause.

Is that all

NOwazobia:
smoking, drinking, partying, publicly practicing my different belief, defending girls right/opposition to child marriage, mutual relationship with girls, debating/argument, to mention a few.

You can smoke your cigarettes peacefully but if it's marijuana I don't think there is any part of Nigeria you can openly smoke that


Drinking of Alcohol is prohibited. Infact you will hardly find an alcohol joint over there except at the barracks. You can have your alcohol at maami barracks.


The wrong believe we Southerners have is that nothern practice only Islam. This belief is � wrong. I have many notherners here that are Christians. The zuru tribe are predominantly Christans here in kebbi state. Few months ago the governor of the state still contribute tens of millions for building of their central church. Lots of Northern Christans can be found in sokoto, kebbi, Kaduna, Jos, bauchi, gombe, Adamawa, taraba etc. You can practice your religion openly and peacefully just don't instigate any religion crises by attacking Islam or their belief.


There is a lot of symposium and programs already on going about female child education. If you want to be part of it, feel free to join or established an NGO on it. It's a welcome idea.
Regarding the issue of child marriage. Work is already on going on it. The council of Imams in northern Nigeria are already reorrientating their followers regarding this view. Infact in Saudi-Arabia and many Arab countries, marriage age is 18 (previously 16 in some). Child marriage is northern old culture imbibe into Islam. It's not Islamical.


You can have a mutual relationship with girls. Infact their girls love to be with Southerners. There is just rule of engagement. What I mean by this is that there are limitations to how you can play with them seductively.


North is home my dear brother. Ask people who have been opportune to live in their midst.

The NYSC Camp is no more at Mallam Sidi, is now located at a temporary orientation camp at Science Technical College, Amada, along Gombe-Bauchi Highway, Akko LGA. Is close to Gombe International Airport. Is about 20mins drive from Gombe town to there. In the camp you only have 2g network for browsing. The Mallam Sidi camp is use for IDP camp.

Favemmzar200:
Gombe get airport ooo
I'm from gombe
BTW what part of gombe are u

The airport was built around 2009/2010 by Gov Danjuma Goje.

midetinz:
Mallam Sidi" is the name of the town where the NYSC camp was located then,(I don't know of now) I got to Mallam sidi on the first day of the camp and at about the time the camp commandant was about to address the Corp members.
"You are welcome to the NYSC camp, Gombe state. For the next three weeks,you don't have a brain of your own. We will do the thinking for you henceforth. We will tell you when to sleep and when to wake up" roared the camp commandant amidst other things.
I can't remember vividly all that happened but will do my best to recap(it's almost 20years now).
We were paid N500 as bicycle allowance, N1000 as transport allowance and told that our monthly allowee will be N7500.
I did my best to enjoy the three weeks. I was in platoon 8 . I didn't participate in marching as such but I played football to the peak. During the course of training for team selection, a guy insisted that I must be in the football team, eventually I was chosen as part of the first eleven and I justified my selection 100%.
When we got to the final of the football competition, we were to play against platoon 6.
The event was quite colorful as few big men from Gombe town were invited and the then coach of Gombe United was physically present. Due to my dribbling skill,I was left to play a free role and ended up scoring the only goal for platoon 8 in the match. It was a sweet solo effort which met a thunderous celebration from the crowd. Platoon 6 was equally good, hence they ended up equalizing before the sound of the final whistle.
The game was to be decided by penalty shoot out. As at then I was the talk of the camp and my friendship circle was boosted by male and female alike.
The first taker for platoon 6 lost his penalty while we scored ours. The captain at that point suddenly changed the sequence of our penalty players by insisting I play the FINAL penalty of the game so that once the other players could score theirs, mine was a guaranteed goal and then we win the cup. At first, I thought it was a fantastic idea but sooner regretted it as EVERBODY else scored in the shootout. I was enjoying the popularity I had garnered all the while and I could not risk any wrong penalty,turned me to an alien.
While the last taker in platoon 6 was celebrated, I pretended to be very pressed and must visit the gent as a matter of urgency. I was granted just 2 minutes to offload, but I knew I will NEVER come back to the field except if the match has ended.
I left the field and after about 5mins of waiting, another player was asked to take the kick from our platoon and he scored seamlessly despite beign an average player. The whole camp was agog with celebration and I came out of my "hiding".
I knew you were never pressed, you couldn't handle the anxiety said Mary, a fellow Corp member from a difft platoon. I agree to her submission and we laughed over her detective skills. She was my first "camp love" lol.
TBC

Yes mallam sidi is still the camp location. But they have a permanent site opposite the temporary secondary school you guys used during your time. My set Was The first to launch the new site, Batch B 2010

CEOwatazs:
sometime last year around December is paid 19800

How? are you sure

onward4life:

It was commissioned

By

2010 batch A...


So you too rep Funkaye..?

Me Tongo

No it was commissioned by batch B 2010. I was in batch B and was privileged to use new stuffs both foams and mosquito nets. I passed out 2011

Gentlealibu:
Nice one OP, bringing back old memories.

As a jewel corper myself, I had a good time serving in Gombe state. Though I was posted to Yamatul Deba LGA, and later to GVTC hinna in Dadin kowa. The border between Gombe and Borno state. A very peaceful and serene environment where Bima hills and Dadin kowa dam is located.

I never enjoyed camp maybe because of the extreme heat at Mallam Sidi at that time (Feb-March) as my platoon were always running into trouble and those soldiers always tell us to sit or lie flat on the ground.

I lived in Dadin kowa for about 3months (nearly totally cut off from the rest of the world as there was no GSM network) then "something happened" that made me rethink my living there and i had relocate to Gombe town to live there permanently, only travelling to my PPA daily and returning back before nightfall.

"What happened"?

xest:
No it was commissioned by batch B 2010. I was in batch B and was privileged to use new stuffs both foams and mosquito nets. I passed out 2011

I think Yu right!!

because I am sure 2009 set didn't use that facility

onward4life:


Tongo head qtrs of millipedes and mosquito the size of flies..

We're I was originally confirmed into secret society


Beans and potatoes aka "wake da Dankali" crew

Or Burnt Beans institute



I don renounce sha

Becos of recession

Lol... Gombe has a lot of insects and reptiles

Amidst the popularity brouhaha, I noticed a rather calm but pretty lady called Layla(not real name) who appears to be from an influential family. With further probe, I confirmed she came from a state up north Gombe and she is a princess of major town there. She was usually in convoy of a driver who commutes her to and fro school. Overtime we became friends but I never fell for the temptation of asking her out. We were seen together at virtually every public gathering and the guys from the school gave a nod at our new friendship.
Female corp members weert suddenly dissing is but I jokingly reply them that the princess presents with natural unaided beauty which was a rare northern gem.
One fateful day, while I was deep in gist with fellow lodge members, she walked in all teary into the corpers lodge. "Corper dude", I will like to see you. And the next seconds, she said I lost my immediate brother just now and I am on my way to our town. And with that she hopped into her car. When I got back to our common room, I narrated the ordeal to my guys and the general consensus was that I should be there the next day to console with the family.
The next day, the "mumu me" embarked on a journey of about 2.5hrs up north Gombe state. When I got to her town, locating here was quite easy(via the palace). With my created best, I entered the palace environs and asked to see her. Her mum came back with the "errand man" saying she doubt if it could really be me. While trying to describe myself further she screamed my name in disbelief and her grieve for a while turned to sheepish smile. After my consolation and all, I announced my departure and she promised to check on me once back in Biliri after her showers of appreciations.
TBC......

Op why u dae dull na?

Midetinz come and complete this story o.

Few days after the burial, she came back to town and our friendship elevated to a noticeable zone.
It was about this time I decided to explore a place she told me about;TULA. What interested me about TULA was that I heard there is a "high profile" prison there were top Nigerian leaders has been kept. Gist had it that when Abiola was taken to TULA, he said;" why should I be sentenced in Nigeria and I will be taken to Cameroonian prisons?
One thing very commendable with NYSC life I'm the north as at then was that with your crested best, you can go to a village and insist to be hosted by the Mai or the village/town leader
They will welcome you with their little resources but with delight written all over their faces.
So in company of my squad, we went to TULA. I can't remember the specific distance but it was around around two hours. On getting to TULA, one natural security feature I observed was that the entrance has two hills beside each other with a space just enough to take a vehicle at a time. One of the rocks was like a semicircle while the other,like a square. The one vehicle per car entrance was so elevative in nature such that if your vehicle "gear one" is not strong enough, you can NEVER have an easy entry into Tula
When we finally got in,I observed that TULA had nothing like a pole or electrical wiring which means they don't have electricity neither do they plan to have as at then.
Before my NYSC, I had a negative predisposition to easterners but that day, I respected them additionally when i saw an ibo man who own a supermarket (shabbily to standard of Tula), with an Inscription of "cold drinks available" . How ironical in a place with no hope of electricity!.
We got to Mai TULA palace where we intend to spend the night and the Emir was very glad to receive corp members as visitors from other areas of Gombe state. Glaringly all corp members originally posted to Tula has achieved there redeployment as soon as arrival.
After the palace gist and excitement, the Mai gisted us that truly, the Tula prison is the ONLY federal establishment in Tula. Coincidentally, it has hosted many top government officials. He told us that the reason for this is because there is no hope of a jail break as death is guaranteed with such. This was because the window in every cell of tula prison borders with a next village(can't remember the name) which happens to be a valley, a deep one at that and hence without helicopter aid, Nobody can engage in a jail break through the window. We also talked about several things and when it was evening the palace insisted they will host is with what Lagosians love best-Jollof rice!!!!. May God not forgive whoever brought up the idea as the resultant food came out VERY controversially. Yes, you will taste the Maggi sauce but it was nothing compared to a concortion talk more of a jollof rice. Our team lead insisted we should painfully enjoy the "sacrifice" so that our host won't feel bad.
The night was so long though we slept on a fantastically woven may with padded effect. In the morning, we were set to leave for Biliri but put of curiosity, I told my team that we should visit the Tula supermarket for a chilled drink. Lol.
On getting there the Ibo man told us he was doing "fantastically well" in the deserted Tula. He said the whole of the town depends on his shop for everything and hence he sees himself as their Dangote supplies. I asked for a cold drink, but the man laughed hysterically asking me if I ever saw an electric pole. I asked him why the Inscription of "cold drinks" ? He said it was just an advert to ensure every visitor MUST visit his shop and end up buying something, whatever thing. He said he always put the drinks in water overnight and by morning,it won't be "hot" again.
IGBOKWENU!!!
There is a local drink across Gombe, alcohol of course called KWALI.it was a local gin and I remember that a 4L paint bucket sells for less than a bottle of any beer.
Our trip back was very smooth and the Tula experience remains a point of reference.
TBC......

Big up sir

Enjoying your story. Was in Tula once and remember a similar shop owned by an Igbo man. It was a one-stop shopping centre, but unlike it was during your time, there was a generator for charging phones (for a fee, of course).

I was batch B of the service year hence mobilized in September. The month of March of the next year was tragedy dotted as we post two corp members to the hands of death.
The first was a particular guy(I'd forgotten his name) who was a frequent traveller to Lagos from Gombe. On this particular trip, he had gotten to Kara just before Berger, the entry point of Lagos on lag-ibadan express way. The bus he boarded from Jos(a J5) developed a fault and the driver appealed to passengers to help in pushing the vehicle off the road. The dude was part of those that took up the task. While the brief pushbwas on going, a blood thirsty trailer rammed into them from the rear killing about 6 of them instantly. RIP.
The second guy was a sickle cell anaemic patient who developed crisis while in Lagos during visitation. The corper community was thrown into mourning mood as both guys were lost within 5days interval. So we decided to observe a candle light possession in their honor. On the day of the candle light, the host town were very shocked as they haven't seen such before. We had previously informed the Mai and a town crier had disseminated the info regarding the candlelight. During the candle light possession, corpers were seen weeping profusely while the host community were showering us with "sannu" as they shared in our mood.
I could have been the third victim......
A friend of mine serving in Tundun wada local government came to me to inform me about his interview at the embassy for his proposed trip to US. Having convinced me with documents, he dropped the bombshell. He needed me to help him with clearance and headcount at his LG especially to avoid service year extension as it was a toxic offence those days. At this point we got an achaba man for the job, negotiated with him and paid him upfront for to to&fro service (yes, you can trust Hausas very well then, I don't know of now). On the D day, after my clearance, I swapped my passport with his on the poorly laminated ID card and with the aid of the bike man, we zoomed off to Tundun wada. On getting there, I was just on time. Names were been reeled out for clearance and headcount. I had to repeatedly remind myself of my new name in the wada ordeal.
When my new name was called ,I stepped forward to append a signature. Though I was with the Fez cap, the Z.I(Zonal inspector) immediately adjusted her seat and said "you look and walk exactly like my cousin" how come I hadn't noticed you since all these months of clearance? What is that your name again?she asked. I was about to answer her when the state coordinator called on her to confirm something. She quickly told me to see her after clearance to boost familiarity. After signing, I remembered that her last question about reconfirming my name is indicative that she might never recollect lt or be able to trace it(moreso,I signed while she was with the SC). On this note I hurriedly left the scene and echoed "achaba! Achaba!! Achaba!!! Till I got one that was ready to travel to Biliri. I mounted the bike and we vamoosed......
If I had been caught, I will surely had earned about 3-6months extension and I could have "died".
That friend of mine made a success of the interview and he travel immediately after NYSC. He is still in the U.S.
TBC........

Lol
Runz tinz

midetinz:
I was batch B of the service year hence mobilized in September. The month of March of the next year was tragedy dotted as we post two corp members to the hands of death.
The first was a particular guy(I'd forgotten his name) who was a frequent traveller to Lagos from Gombe. On this particular trip, he had gotten to Kara just before Berger, the entry point of Lagos on lag-ibadan express way. The bus he boarded from Jos(a J5) developed a fault and the driver appealed to passengers to help in pushing the vehicle off the road. The dude was part of those that took up the task. While the brief pushbwas on going, a blood thirsty trailer rammed into them from the rear killing about 6 of them instantly. RIP.
The second guy was a sickle cell anaemic patient who developed crisis while in Lagos during visitation. The corper community was thrown into mourning mood as both guys were lost within 5days interval. So we decided to observe a candle light possession in their honor. On the day of the candle light, the host town were very shocked as they haven't seen such before. We had previously informed the Mai and a town crier had disseminated the info regarding the candlelight. During the candle light possession, corpers were seen weeping profusely while the host community were showering us with "sannu" as they shared in our mood.
I could have been the third victim......
A friend of mine serving in Tundun wada local government came to me to inform me about his interview at the embassy for his proposed trip to US. Having convinced me with documents, he dropped the bombshell. He needed me to help him with clearance and headcount at his LG especially to avoid service year extension as it was a toxic offence those days. At this point we got an achaba man for the job, negotiated with him and paid him upfront for to to&fro service (yes, you can trust Hausas very well then, I don't know of now). On the D day, after my clearance, I swapped my passport with his on the poorly laminated ID card and with the aid of the bike man, we zoomed off to Tundun wada. On getting there, I was just on time. Names were been reeled out for clearance and headcount. I had to repeatedly remind myself of my new name in the wada ordeal.
When my new name was called ,I stepped forward to append a signature. Though I was with the Fez cap, the Z.I(Zonal inspector) immediately adjusted her seat and said "you look and walk exactly like my cousin" how come I hadn't noticed you since all these months of clearance? What is that your name again?she asked. I was about to answer her when the state coordinator called on her to confirm something. She quickly told me to see her after clearance to boost familiarity. After signing, I remembered that her last question about reconfirming my name is indicative that she might never recollect lt or be able to trace it(moreso,I signed while she was with the SC). On this note I hurriedly left the scene and echoed "achaba! Achaba!! Achaba!!! Till I got one that was ready to travel to Biliri. I mounted the bike and we vamoosed......
If I had been caught, I will surely had earned about 3-6months extension and I could have "died".
That friend of mine made a success of the interview and he travel immediately after NYSC. He is still in the U.S.
TBC........

wehdone sir

The month of May was Layla's birthmonth and our relationship has blossomed into a very envious one. On her part, she had tasted the excitement of dating a better exposed guy and she was enjoying every bit of the relationship. She always urge me to stay back a bit after NYSC as she is not prepared to let go but I had assured her that I will be leaving Gombe on the POP day irrespective of the challenge posed. She knew I was the very determined type and she'll sometime cry whenever she envisaged that all these razmatazz will end soon. She knew I was always concerned about her and I didn't see any convinction to date any lady during our pairing.
Along the line, one hausa politician son threw a birthday bash for her. She invited me though and of course I went but was not exactly impressed(perhaps jealous). I told her during dance time that I will celebrate her birthday for her in a unique and unforgettable manner
All she did was to giggle and said "Lagos boy".
Why it was seemingly cool to roll with her was because of her affluence. She never asked me for a dime and I was also careful not to Dole out a dime from my HARD EARNED N7500. Good thing was we both chrished all moments. In the course of thinking through how to create an indelible impression, I consulted with one of my sociable islander who sold the idea of having the celebration on top of one of the tall hills of Biliri. The idea was endorsed hook,line and sinker but we escalated it into a picnic amidst corp members. Luckily, every serving corp member bought into the idea and a date was agreed upon. it was as if the corp members were starved of fun as voluntary donation sufficed for all we needed(snacks and drinks e.t.c).
Having perfected the plan, I told Layla that I will be celebrating her Bday with all the serving corp members in Biliri. She was awed as she couldn't control her blush frequency. She was particularly impressed that graduates of the federal republic of Nigeria will be her guest for her Bday(NYSC was so big a deal as at then Sha). In no time, the rumors spread around the town and she was extremely ranked as the happening babe in town. Fortunately for me, because I still play football with the natives, they saw me as a sure Ally and never allowed any threat of any type to come my way. To finetune my plan, I had told my pals from Kaltungo, Akko e.t.c.
On the D day, we all converged around 4:15pm at the foot of the hill (I had forgotten the name o) and by 4:30pm, we started climbing. It was fun all the way as both male and female corpers were fully dressed in crested outfit as we also had a professional photographer. We climbed, we rested. We also shared chilled drink as we climbed. Layla forgot about the stressful aspect of the ascend and was just happy. After about a hour of hill climbing, we got to the Apex of the hill. And from there, we could assess about 80% ariel view of the local government. What a beauty to behold! Everybody was frenzied about their present position. While the eating and drinking was ongoing, my friend echoed " A round of applause for our dear Layla who is celebrating her birthday today" . A thunderous clap ensued which lasted for more than 10 minutes. Layla was obviously impressed and whispered to my ear; "pls don't leave me forever". For my mind I replied "For wia??"
Sincerely, I loved Layla but I had a girlfriend in Lagos which I knew I was going to marry and I doubt if anything can stop that from happening.
By 6:30pm we were all exhausted with fun, dance ,gist and yabis and we started descending the hill. It is far easier to descend of course and In no time, we were at the base of the hill.
Everibody was happy.
Layla was delighted.
Promise made, promise kept.
TBC.......

Op, you said you wouldn't consider taking Layla as a wife because you already had a girlfriend in Lagos. But I'll really like to know if anything like sexual intercourse happened between you and Layla. You chop the Hausa babe plate run comot abi?

midetinz:
The month of May was Layla's birthmonth and our relationship has blossomed into a very envious one. On her part, she had tasted the excitement of dating a better exposed guy and she was enjoying every bit of the relationship. She always urge me to stay back a bit after NYSC as she is not prepared to let go but I had assured her that I will be leaving Gombe on the POP day irrespective of the challenge posed. She knew I was the very determined type and she'll sometime cry whenever she envisaged that all these razmatazz will end soon. She knew I was always concerned about her and I didn't see any convinction to date any lady during our pairing.
Along the line, one hausa politician son threw a birthday bash for her. She invited me though and of course I went but was not exactly impressed(perhaps jealous). I told her during dance time that I will celebrate her birthday for her in a unique and unforgettable manner
All she did was to giggle and said "Lagos boy".
Why it was seemingly cool to roll with her was because of her affluence. She never asked me for a dime and I was also careful not to Dole out a dime from my HARD EARNED N7500. Good thing was we both chrished all moments. In the course of thinking through how to create an indelible impression, I consulted with one of my sociable islander who sold the idea of having the celebration on top of one of the tall hills of Biliri. The idea was endorsed hook,line and sinker but we escalated it into a picnic amidst corp members. Luckily, every serving corp member bought into the idea and a date was agreed upon. it was as if the corp members were starved of fun as voluntary donation sufficed for all we needed(snacks and drinks e.t.c).
Having perfected the plan, I told Layla that I will be celebrating her Bday with all the serving corp members in Biliri. She was awed as she couldn't control her blush frequency. She was particularly impressed that graduates of the federal republic of Nigeria will be her guest for her Bday(NYSC was so big a deal as at then Sha). In no time, the rumors spread around the town and she was extremely ranked as the happening babe in town. Fortunately for me, because I still play football with the natives, they saw me as a sure Ally and never allowed any threat of any type to come my way. To finetune my plan, I had told my pals from Kaltungo, Akko e.t.c.
On the D day, we all converged around 4:15pm at the foot of the hill (I had forgotten the name o) and by 4:30pm, we started climbing. It was fun all the way as both male and female corpers were fully dressed in crested outfit as we also had a professional photographer. We climbed, we rested. We also shared chilled drink as we climbed. Layla forgot about the stressful aspect of the ascend and was just happy. After about a hour of hill climbing, we got to the Apex of the hill. And from there, we could assess about 80% ariel view of the local government. What a beauty to behold! Everybody was frenzied about their present position. While the eating and drinking was ongoing, my friend echoed " A round of applause for our dear Layla who is celebrating her birthday today" . A thunderous clap ensued which lasted for more than 10 minutes. Layla was obviously impressed and whispered to my ear; "pls don't leave me forever". For my mind I replied "For wia??"
Sincerely, I loved Layla but I had a girlfriend in Lagos which I knew I was going to marry and I doubt if anything can stop that from happening.
By 6:30pm we were all exhausted with fun, dance ,gist and yabis and we started descending the hill. It is far easier to descend of course and In no time, we were at the base of the hill.
Everibody was happy.
Layla was delighted.
Promise made, promise kept.
TBC.......

Of course there was but it was mutual with the goal post Predefined. I couldn't delve into much details as we no dey romance/sexuality section. Lol.

The harsh weather in the Northeastern part of Nigeria is common knowledge and I remembered most corp members found it extremely difficult coping with the reality. During heat, to avoid outright dehydration and meningitis, you must frequently drink water and also bath. You dare not allow your bare skin to touch the wall(especially unpainted) directly. Rain comes with very wild whirlwind and quite fiercely too. To an extent, i felt the snake world must have released it's contents willingly as survival in a non ventilated arena could have been suicidal.
We tried to survive and blend with life against all odds. For times when Layla was off on holidays, I had some few natives ,male and females alike to roll with. I ate tuwo like I'd known it since birth. The two species(masara and shinkafa) are just fine for me. But I consumed much of donkwa then. It was consistently spicy and came very handy during cold. Donkwa is tanfirin. I was skeptical about kulikuli cos I heard it is usually prepared by lepers(lol. A rumour though but it stuck to my head). The hausas don't usually like to eat bulk meat with food but they can eat meat alone as food. Because of their sugary affinity, they ensured they always had Maggi in their pockets in case the food is not tasty enough. I one met an hausa man in a local restaurant and when he was served demo with soup, he emptied ONE CUBE of Maggi in his served soup before eating.
They could conveniently use the lid quantity of oil of lacasera to fry three eggs. The art mastery of Mai Shai and tea mixing is beyond havard standard.
As the service year was rounding up, i began intensified effort on hausa language learning, mistakenly I could have started earlier but I learnt quite a few and I learnt fast which I still use sparingly in Lagos market. I bought a life goat which has been well fed and matured for N2000 in Kaltungo market. I got someone to slaughter it but had no preservation skills. None of the chunk wasted though as it ended in delicacies.
Layla was prepping her mind for my departure. It was a very tough one on her the day I told her I have just 2months to go. She was very cold but made me assure her that we will exchange letters. As at this time, network presence was getting better but not up to 40% coverage.
TBC