You’ll never be exposed to a crowd of people as diverse as those you’ll meet in NYSC camp. Although the living conditions are appalling these people almost make the whole experience worth it.
There are the ones who just came back from the overseas and will start stressing everybody with ‘that’s not how we did thing in the States’ and accent.

There are the ones who were only interested in getting exeat so that they could go home.

The ones who just came to drink their destinies away at mammy market.

Then there were the ones who belonged to the school of hard knacks and only came to have as much sex as they could.

The ITKs that were always volunteering for everything.

The ‘do you know who my father is’ people?

The ones who were somehow so excited to be in camp.

We can’t leave out all those promise and fail soldiers.

The ones who were only there for the food.

The ones you are pretty sure were old enough to have been in the first ever batch of NYSC.

The ones whose life mission was to never step foot on the parade ground.

There was the friendly soldier everyone liked.

And the one who was only interested in making people miserable.

The ones who came to camp to find love.

The ones who secured their exeat with doctor’s report as soon as they stepped foot into the camp.
