Congratulations batch 'b' corp members for having duely obeyed the clarion call and served your father land, Kudos for it is time to leave the otondo status. Some of you would go back to your state's of residence vowing never to step foot on the state you served again while those, who have found greener pastures in their various state of service would definitely stay back, to all of you i say "well done" for the journey has been filled with Funny, Hilarios, Bad, Good, Ugly and unbelievable experience.
Ex- otondos do you recall the first time you arrived camp from your various states of residence and your bags were subjected to gruesome search at the gate for bottles, clippers, electronic devices and all sort of contraband, this would be the begininig of your meeting people with different background, ethnicity, linguistic, characteristics and university calling at the orientation camp.
Do you remember when all the clothing you wore for three weeks was your white on white with your waist porch and maybe the khaki once a while, you remember waking up as early as 4.30 am every day to move to the parade ground fo rmeditation and morning drills, then at iyan ipaja camp our favorite morale song was "hold something".
you would definitely remember how you used to stand at attention at 6.00 am when Nigeria awakes and 6.00 pm when Nigeria goes to sleep,{then it used to sound funny to most of us}.
You remember how you used to queuee up for food at the kicthen with your plate and meal ticket in hand {if you like food like me, na two meal ticket go dey your hand}, then girls would hover around the kitchen waiting for the food to be ready {nobody dey form effizzy for anybody}, but few dey sha way get money to buy food for mami market.
You remember the most favorite place in camp "All hail the mami market", Na here every corper, and i mean every corper money dey finish, lights out go reach, we still no want commot there till soldiers come pursue us.
You remember the relationship you had in camp that you thougth would never end, but then at the end of orientation, you all went your ways only to cross paths by coincidence once in a while!
You remember when you first reported at your place of primary assignment & some were accepted while others rejected, remember going to community developement once in a week to waste precious time but still enjoying the one day off from work.
You would definitely remember the times when you were ' FLATBROKE' , borrowing all the money your personality can afford, then allowee no go show at the end of the month and you felt like ripping yourself apart.
Alas, all these experiences has come to an end but the memory shall forever linger on, as the once popular 9ice said everything na turn by turn , make we pray to papa God make e reach our turn. so i dey pray make my turn reach sharp, sharp,,,! Wish you guys all the best in your future endeavors GBOSA! GBOSA!! GBOSA!!!
