Must Read: Diary Of A Broke Playboy

Episode 6 years ago

Must Read: Diary Of A Broke Playboy

Last day in camp, all corpers where set to leave the camp, carrying their bags, but it was as if i wasn’t set to leave. “mehn i go miss this camp oh, i go miss mammy oh” i tot as i walked with Ayo to the field where the passing out parade was to take place.

The parade began amidst cheer from different directions. I and Ayo watched the march pass keenly as Ayo showed me Chioma, who was leading her platoon in the march pass. We were siping Alomo as a feeling of euphoria clouded my mind. Soon the Governor addressed the crowd saying, we should try to accept wherever we were posted to as our “destiny” for the next one year. “destiny wetin, no be persin wey dem post go better place”, “if dem post u go village na to die go be ur destiny na” i tot as we dismissed to go collect our posting letter.

As i in time located where my code number fell, i could feel the Alomo i drank wanting to tear my head to pieces. I collected my posting letter and this was what i saw: posted to Grace international school in Ilesa west LGA.

Immediately i asked a radom guy passing “Ilesa na for village e dey?” “i no know oh” he answered. That was the begining of my misery.

“Oshogbo, Oshogbo”, “Ife north”, “Ife south”, “Iwo, Iwo”, “Atakumosa east”, the bus drivers were chanting the places there were to carry corpers to “oga abeg where Ilesa West bus?” i asked “ilesa west bus, see am there” he pointed at a rickety bus by the corner.

I and Ayo met again when we went to carry our bags at “Baba Imo” food joint in mammy, where we kept our bags. “Ayo where dem post u go?” i curiously asked “na Oshogbo oh, ministry of Agriculture oh” he said. I asked Ayo if Ilesa was a city or village, he said it was a mini-city, and that it was closer to Oshogbo.

I got to where the rickety bus was as i checked my wallet to know how much i was left with, what i saw almost made me cry. “na only 2500 dey my hand oh, if d transport money com pass 2500 nkor” “i don jonz myself go spend all d alawi wey i collect oh” “how i go take chop for where i dey go?” “if no house nkor, how i go take rent hotel” all these clouded my little brain as the bus zoomed off…….
“driver na how much be d money” i asked from behind. The driver smiled and said “na free oh”. I was surprised as well as some corpers too. “where we go stay sef?” another corper asked “na for church” the driver answered as he explained that Winner chapel church would take care of us till we finished our clearance in the local government. “thank God oh” i said to myself as my mind was calm enough to notice this beautiful damsel seating just by my side……..