Service Year Boulevard 89

I Love this story!....Drama!!!

Mrs. Korkus, I greet you wella. After much contemplation, I decided to send my own service year story. I finished since 2013 but my exam officer delayed our mobilization for reasons best known to him. Finally, after much agitation, we left for service in October 2015. I was posted to Ebonyi state.

 Even tho I felt bad, I just wanted to be far away from my location at that time. So I got to camp safely, did my registration smoothly and shaperly, joined the nysc band, since I was good at playing the snare… infact I was the only female snare player all through my service year. There in the band, I met a guy, let me nickname him “ochuko”. 

He became so into me that I was scared of how the service year would be with him already making plans on top my matter. The guy just had this stupid idea that since I was from Akwa ibom, he don nack jackpot and his friends kept hailing him about it. 

He was already suggesting that if we get posted to the same LG, we would live together and I was like WTH? So I was seriously praying it wouldn’t be like that cause me sef don chop the guy money go far. Finally when posting came, he was sent to Afikpo, while I was posted to Abakaliki… you for see my happiness na, while ochuko was extremely angry. I had to promise that we would always visit any time we feel.

 But during the course of the year, I had to officially break up with him cause he would always keep long quarrels with me because I refuse to give him the cherry and would always tell me words like “the thing go soon sour ” or “you dey fall your people hand ”.

my service year would have been termed peaceful but for one neighbor like that. Debby was a corp member as I was and also from my state. What brought about contention was my business. I started a business of making cupcakes and supplying to shops and supermarkets and while at it, I met a guy.. Another corper, who was impressed with my work and asked me out, which I agreed. 

Not only did this guy love me, he was willing to help. I would mix the cake batter, scoop into pans and he would put them into the oven for me because he didn’t want me to touch anything hot. After the baking and packaging, he would join me to supply to shops around his PPA and would even source for more shops for me. This made Debby jealous because while her boyfriend was using his allawee to drink, mine was investing into my business. So she stopped responding to my greetings and would always sing mocking songs about how she didn’t need to sell anything to survive cos she has a rich dad. She also got my guy’s number and told him to leave me alone. 

She told him he was just suffering for nothing because after the supply, a guy would come to my house and collect all the money. When she saw that he was not moved, she told him that i was cursed by my father and if he continues, he would inherit it. She called me several things and the guy just told her that he has heard. All through this, I tried to find out what I had done wrong.

 One fateful day, another neighbor decided to settle the issue and she told him I offended her since January 2016 and that she has a record of the days, the dates, the time and the nature of my offences and this was in September 2016. All the while she had me in mind; I have been innocently sharing the same plate of food with her, living with her as a sister. She even went ahead to say that my guy was about to leave me but she begged him not to and that was where I told her I had read her chat with him. She got violent immediately and pounced on me. 

To God who made me, I don’t know the kind of spirit that entered me; I couldn’t raise a finger on her. This was someone whose punches was feeling like a baby’s tap and I knew that the right blow in the right spot, she would just faint, but I couldn’t do anything. I tried but something kept pulling me back. This chick no gree o.. Even when she was taken outside, she started shouting that if I was born by my parents (called their full names), I should come and fight her. Called my father a tout, my mother a prostitute and so on. 

All this while, my other neighbors were watching for my reaction because they felt the insult was too much. I just quietly entered my room and locked my door. She came again and was banging my door that she must spill my blood before she would rest. People came to beg her but she refused. She poured a bucket of water into my room through the door, but I didn’t budge.

After weighing my options and considering that I didn’t want anything that would bring extension of service, I decided to call the police authorities. So I picked up the handbook we were given in camp and dialed the army number there. When the army personnel came, this girl ran to her room and asked someone to lock her from outside. But the army man was adamant and threatened to call his battalion to punish the entire tenant unless they produce her. When she finally came out, she lied that she was sick and asthmatic so the man would be lenient with her. The man reprimanded her and told her to kneel and apologize to me. He also ordered her to mop the water she had poured and fix my door which she had broken. 

He got her state code number and threatened to extend her service if any further complains should come. After the whole squabble, my neighbors came and were asking me what church do I attend, that they admire my patience. She herself came the next morning and was thanking me for not reacting that only God knows what it would have led to if I had reacted.

My dears, as e reach 6th October, 2016; I packed my “kaya” and left the state peacefully. She called me twice and I refused to pick because I didn’t want that kind of friendship anymore.

Nevertheless, I had a great service year and I hope I didn’t ‘west’ your time.

WOW,what a sweet story.I love the Patience you exhibited and I ma sure your story will help others who didnt know about the number..I didnt know there was a number you could,probably cos i no read my handbook finish..heheheheeheh too much groove no let me ooh.

Shout out to all the Corps members in Ilesa town..Is anyone is Ilesa East or west local government Secetariat?Please mail me oooooooh.

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