Service, friendship, growth They say life is in stages- I agree. But if I hadn’t passed through the challenges that came with NYSC and made it to this point, I’d probably still be in comatose, asking God “Why me?” Before graduation, my friends; Lucy, Kyen, Melody, and I, discussed where we’d love to be posted for service. We’d done the entire four (technically six) years of university together, so it only made sense to plan to do life after school together, or at least close enough. We compared dreams, and they basically aligned. Little did we know. You know, when you’re in a particular stage of life and preparing for its end, the only logical thing to do is to dream of better, to stay optimistic, because faith, among other things, teaches us to believe that there’s always better ahead. Camp was the experience. I’d attended boarding school and even gone to camp as a junior cadet back in secondary school. I remember an endurance trek we went on one morning that nearly rendered my legs i...
Lesson learnt; rinse and never repeat. Who else went through this in boarding school? You'll get punished because you're waiting for your bestie to finish dressing up so you both can leave the hostel together. Your bestie is always late but the last time you ran out of the hostel and left her when the final bell for the next activity rang, she didn't talk to you for a week and that was the most miserable week of your life because she effortlessly recruited your other mutual friends to the beef when she told them the story. After junior class though, I left that senseless behaviour for people who had the strength. While on camp, it was easy to lose track of time especially during that break between lunch and siesta. People used the time to eat, gist, sleep, watch movies, wash their clothes and do a lot of other things because the break usually lasted for up to 2 hours. One minute you'll be gisting and laughing then somehow after you've just finished spreading you...