Waiting is never easy!
Do not know where to start from …I have always wanted to share this story someday hoping it would bless and encourage someone out there. As I try to put all this together, I can’t help but thank God, I am tears, for Indeed God has been faithful towards me.
I graduated in 2001 and was supposed to attend NYSC (Nigerian Youth Service Camp) in January 2002. Call-up letters were given but somehow at the ninth hour I found out I had issues so I couldn’t make it to CAMP.
Frustration isn’t the word to describe how I felt; I was depressed, I still struggled to somehow get into camp but all efforts failed. It was on the day of the bomb blast that I resigned to my fate and told my family that I wasn’t attending camp that period.
Trust our Nigerian mothers, my mum didn’t spare me initially, it was always one thing or the other. It wasn’t easy staying home, friends coming to see you in the same place they left you, some would even come with their NYSC kit, not that I was envious but it drove me further into depression.
My consolation at the time was Paula on Rhythm 93.7fm radio station, and I had this word that I held onto, “I will get through this … somewhere behind all of this is a break through”. But how, I did not know. How can I forget the song that helped me carry on “Shirley Murdock-The dream”.
How I made it through January, it was by His mercies. In February … it was the valentine blues, there was no one to love, so I held on to God, I poured out my entire being to Him; He was all I had at the moment. During that time, I became a fulltime house maker … at the time couldn’t understand or appreciate what was happening, but today it has paid off. I even became best friends with the security man of my close – Ajibade – that I looked forward to the OPC (militant group) gist.
March came, then April … May … June … July and August, I just kept on believing, what else could I to do? I believed that breakthrough was around corner.
And then September came, my birth month, I love September, not that am Superstitious or anything, but hey I just love September; I got a call that the NYSC list was out and my name was posted, before I could decide on what day to travel to get my call-up letter, my friend said she had picked mine and was heading for Lagos with it. That was how I made it to NYSC CAMP.
Who said settling down afterwards to get a job would be easy? Mary Mary sang “Nobody told me the road would be easy but He didn’t bring us this far to leave us alone”, so from camp I wrote all kinds of tests…from Standard Trust to Oceanic bank, to NLNG, which I all passed, but somehow my name got missing from the list. Also did Platinum bank test, Trust bank and Lead bank and NNB! I was tired. My mum even asked if I was going to take the test for mercantile (now a defunct bank)! All this happened from October till December, you can just imagine what I was going.