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5 Popular Myths about the NYSC Camp…you probably thought were true

Thursday, 13 October 2016 5 POPULAR MYTHS ABOUT THE NYSC CAMP (you probably thought were true) You’ve probably read a lot of thrills and feels about the NYSC orientation camp online- Except, of course, you exclusively subscribe to just whatsapp data plans, because I doubt if any publisher will devote a paperback to those sort … Continue reading 5 Popular Myths about the NYSC Camp…you probably thought were true

Whistle of Death: Scream of a Thousand Corpses- Episode 1

I don’t know what happened. I don’t know how it happened. I don’t even know when it happened, and my God!, I swear I am so afraid it happened. THEY ARE ALL DEAD! ALL OF THEM!! But how? Oh God! Please wake me from this nightmare. Just give my body a tap and I know … Continue reading Whistle of Death: Scream of a Thousand Corpses- Episode 1

My NYSC Camp Experience

My Camp Experience I came to Nigerian for holiday Go and stay for three months there, they said But soon plans began to change Go for NYSC was the next thing I heard. I mumbled and grumbled, did all to complain But all my mumblings were in vain 11 March 2014, a day never to … Continue reading My NYSC Camp Experience

Conversations II: On the Broken Road [2]

“I’ll give you the brief version. My parents had 4 children and we were all devoted, fervent Christians; but our lives were not better than those who were not as faithful as we were. Two of my siblings died before they were 18, the other – a girl is a drug addict and a streetwalker. … Continue reading Conversations II: On the Broken Road [2]

The Virgin Of The Night 1

The Virgin Of The Night 1

If fear was for sale, I would be rich and if dread were to be counted in grams, overflow would be recorded as I squirmed in a bid to be a little comfortable. My mind was in the middle of an overhaul and the toll of trying to make sense of anything was starting to … Continue reading The Virgin Of The Night 1

Clarion Call 9

  By this time, I had completely adjusted and the once rigorous camp routines bothered me no more. I was encompassed by a slight sense of relief mingled with urgent haste and pleasure that was overshadowed with regret. In the better part of three weeks, I had been through many new and intense experiences: some … Continue reading Clarion Call 9

Clarion Call Eight : My Chance, Sango, and the Little Child.

  Love is a hurricane, sometimes it will toss you away like a cheap coin and sometimes it will lend you wings to roam the sky. “I will leave you soon. When I do, keep going”.  Those were the mysterious words I uttered to my friends that morning, and my hasty tone made it clear … Continue reading Clarion Call Eight : My Chance, Sango, and the Little Child.

Clarion Call Seven

I thought long and hard but I could not think of a clever, preferably anonymous way of getting to the NYSC authorities to register my suspicions about the ridiculous amount we’d been made to pay so eventually, I abandoned caution and just went for it directly. The next afternoon, I walked to the admin block, … Continue reading Clarion Call Seven

The Clarion Call VI : Flashpoint.

I am continuing from where I left off, the scene in my hostel when I announced to my friend, Fiyi with a mischievous twinkle in my eye that I would find the girl I had last seen on the second day of the camp. My earnest search for the ‘shiny girl’ began the next day, … Continue reading The Clarion Call VI : Flashpoint.

Clarion Call IV

From last week, “With or without my assent, I had just become an official property of the Nigerian government, and I would need the help of God.” The morning was fairly routine and identical to most of the other mornings in camp. I woke around 4.30am to a frosty cold that whispered temptations of sleep … Continue reading Clarion Call IV