Last week was sorta laid back and hectic at the same time.
A little history lesson....when we were in camp, we were promised monthly allowances of N19,800 from the federal government and N5000 from the state government. Upon resuming at our PPAs, we found out from our senior colleagues that the state allowance would not be paid monthly. But a lump some in our 7th or 10th month. We heard all sorts of details as to when it would be paid. Apparently, the state would give the school the money in cash to pay their Corpers but the governor (who would be running for his second term next year needs to start making amends, paying every state worker he owes and making people's lives easier) decided to pay us directly to our accounts and not through the school. This is a good thing, which also meant that every single Corper, Batch A, B & C from the two local governments in the town of Osogbo had to report to the secretariat for data capturing. Now, u can imagine how chaotic this could be. Especially how bad things become when too many Nigerians are gathered in one place, especially when it has to do with money.
To cut the long story short, it was chaotic but I'm sure we all got done one way or another. It was a good week because I hardly went to school using this as excuse and hectic because of this one day. I spent about 4-5hrs there. Some people were unfortunate to spend longer hours. I'm sure some spent less but I kinda doubt it. And oh! It doesn't mean people in my batch will be getting paid even in the next 2 months.
Now, on my way home, the unimaginable happened (maybe not the unimaginable but the unbelievable). I won't go into too much details because of time. A male student of mine saw me along the way home, walked with me to my house because it was enroute his house and he hit on me at my gate. Can u imagine? Me! His English teacher! He first mentioned that if my boyfriend saw him walking with me, he would tell him that he is my new boyfriend. I said nothing. Then he suggested that I could come to his house and sleepover and "we can play all night" while I fumbled through my purse to get my keys. I really didn't know what to say but I warned him to never say such to me again and verbally chased him away from my gate. I haven't been back to school since so I haven't seen him.
If I ever blog about being in love with my student, just know that he has jazzed me because I've heard stories about these boys practicing voodoo on their teachers. Whether that is just a rumor or not, if it happens, notify my parents to have me removed from Osogbo. LoL
After that, I thought "such guts." I've crushed on many teachers as a kid but never dared nor did I ever have the guts to tell them irrespective of how close we got. That kid will get to places in life if he channels his nerves to the right situations.
~kdamsel~
Monday, 27 May 2013
Thursday, 16 May 2013
CDS Nomination
So! I was nominated by the President and the Provost of the EFCC CDS group for the presidential post. The current heads of the group will be passing out in a couple of weeks. Although I was flattered, I refused to contest by refusing to make a speech as to why I should be elected.
I know many would say "oh, but you should have ran at least." But the truth is, I probably would have been elected (I'm not blowing my own trumpet here). I say this because the last 2 presidents I've witnessed have been men and I would assume the ones before that were probably men also and many people are dying for a gender diversity for this particular post. The people sitting around me were actually encouraging me to run for the position saying they would vote for me and all that.
I refused because I'm hardly present for the meetings and when I do attend, I'm always late because I just don't understand the point of these meetings. And although I would like to work for the EFCC and the likes eventually, we have never, and I mean NEVER! done anything related to the actual organization. I can't possibly head a group I don't believe in.
Furthermore, the president always has to yell for people to be quiet (we Nigerians don't do well in a crowd) and for those who know me well, you know my voice wasn't built for hall speeches and we got no microphones. I mean, I can't even talk over loud music like most normal people. My voice was built for the bedroom. Lol.
The second most important reason is that when school goes on vacation, I would have to remain here in Osogbo for 2 months because of CDS and like most people do, I'm not one to be coming to Osogbo every Thursday. I'm certainly not built for such. I could use those 2 months to search for employment in Lagos, write tests or go to interviews (this is a hint that I am looking for employment for after NYSC so if any of my readers know of any hiring companies or can pull any strings, help a sista).
So, yea, those are my reasons for not contesting.
On my way to eat amala after the elections charades, I was gisting with the korope driver (those who read my old posts would know what this means but for those who don't, korope is what they call the public buses in Osogbo). He told me a story about a female Corper from Benue state who married one of his friends who also is a korope driver. She told him that she could not marry someone who went to school and graduated with her because if she does and her and her hubby both happen to get government jobs and the government owes them salary (this appears to be a common issue for government workers), they will be screwed. So she reckoned a korope driver was a better choice. That's good thinking but seriously? A korope driver? (Pardon my shallowness).
~kdamsel~
I know many would say "oh, but you should have ran at least." But the truth is, I probably would have been elected (I'm not blowing my own trumpet here). I say this because the last 2 presidents I've witnessed have been men and I would assume the ones before that were probably men also and many people are dying for a gender diversity for this particular post. The people sitting around me were actually encouraging me to run for the position saying they would vote for me and all that.
I refused because I'm hardly present for the meetings and when I do attend, I'm always late because I just don't understand the point of these meetings. And although I would like to work for the EFCC and the likes eventually, we have never, and I mean NEVER! done anything related to the actual organization. I can't possibly head a group I don't believe in.
Furthermore, the president always has to yell for people to be quiet (we Nigerians don't do well in a crowd) and for those who know me well, you know my voice wasn't built for hall speeches and we got no microphones. I mean, I can't even talk over loud music like most normal people. My voice was built for the bedroom. Lol.
The second most important reason is that when school goes on vacation, I would have to remain here in Osogbo for 2 months because of CDS and like most people do, I'm not one to be coming to Osogbo every Thursday. I'm certainly not built for such. I could use those 2 months to search for employment in Lagos, write tests or go to interviews (this is a hint that I am looking for employment for after NYSC so if any of my readers know of any hiring companies or can pull any strings, help a sista).
So, yea, those are my reasons for not contesting.
On my way to eat amala after the elections charades, I was gisting with the korope driver (those who read my old posts would know what this means but for those who don't, korope is what they call the public buses in Osogbo). He told me a story about a female Corper from Benue state who married one of his friends who also is a korope driver. She told him that she could not marry someone who went to school and graduated with her because if she does and her and her hubby both happen to get government jobs and the government owes them salary (this appears to be a common issue for government workers), they will be screwed. So she reckoned a korope driver was a better choice. That's good thinking but seriously? A korope driver? (Pardon my shallowness).
~kdamsel~
Tuesday, 14 May 2013
"Goggle it"
First, I apologize for not having posted anything in a while. I haven't had much to say and I don't like putting up unblogworthy posts.
So, let's get to bizness. I recently solved a controversy between a boy and a girl. Both in JSS2. I'm guessing they should be in the range of 12 to15 years old max! But in this case, the boy has repeated JSS2 a few times, so he's a little older than that.
Anyways I walked in on the controversy, which my colleagues had been deliberating on.
Here it goes. The girl came to report that the boy slapped her across the face. The Corpers called the boy in. Asked why he did it and he said she had been calling him names and all that especially when she was with her friends. And eventually, on that day, he had enough, lost control and slapped her. Then we asked why she was calling him names and we heard both sides of the story.
Her side: one day, he asked her if she was a virgin and she told him to ask google (she actually pronounced it goggle. Like swimming goggles....lol). After that day, he always asked her to come over his house and she always declined to avoid getting in trouble at home. Then one day, her mom sent her on an errand and she bumped into him and they went back to his house(they stood to talk at the gate she says). Then he started groping her boobies and all that stuff. She then gets him off her, called him names and left. Since then, she would call him names when she saw him at school.
His side: he asked her one day if she was a virgin and she told him to ask google (he said it wrong also). Him and her older brother are friends and word on the street is that every boy takes homegirl for a spin and even her brother testified to this. So, as a big brother figure, he wanted to talk to her and plead with her to change her ways, which was why he asked her to come to his house. As a matter of fact, that was all he discussed with her at his gate. However, his advice rubbed her in the wrong places and she started calling him names ever since.
They argued back and forth, called each other a liar and even cursed off each other. The girl said that she would never wanna be involved with him (although she said she was a virgin) because he has been in JSS2 forever. He maintained that she's too small and un-sexy for him and he would never wanna touch her. He also told her that he would f**k her up and beat her up.
Although I found this whole thing funny because it wasn't as civilized as I've narrated it and half of the discussion was in Yoruba and there's something funny about issues like these being told in Yoruba. We eventually told him not to lay hands on her for whatever reason, told her not to ever call him names again and if they didn't wanna be friends, they should just act as though the other didn't exist.
That was the best judgement we could offer.
By the way, one of the smartest students in my class must have told her mom about me because her mother came by to meet and greet me. I left class to say hello then I went back in. She came in, I met her halfway and she squeezed money into my palm and said "I know u didn't ask, but please, just for your drink." I declined but didn't wanna make a scene in front of the other students so I said thank you. I thought about giving it back to her daughter but my colleagues said she was just appreciating me and I should keep the N1000. I personally don't know how I feel about it or how to react. She had me in a situation where I couldn't continue to decline. I think she did it on purpose tho. Anyways. I spent the money on my way home so I guess that's gone. Lol.
~kdamsel~
So, let's get to bizness. I recently solved a controversy between a boy and a girl. Both in JSS2. I'm guessing they should be in the range of 12 to15 years old max! But in this case, the boy has repeated JSS2 a few times, so he's a little older than that.
Anyways I walked in on the controversy, which my colleagues had been deliberating on.
Here it goes. The girl came to report that the boy slapped her across the face. The Corpers called the boy in. Asked why he did it and he said she had been calling him names and all that especially when she was with her friends. And eventually, on that day, he had enough, lost control and slapped her. Then we asked why she was calling him names and we heard both sides of the story.
Her side: one day, he asked her if she was a virgin and she told him to ask google (she actually pronounced it goggle. Like swimming goggles....lol). After that day, he always asked her to come over his house and she always declined to avoid getting in trouble at home. Then one day, her mom sent her on an errand and she bumped into him and they went back to his house(they stood to talk at the gate she says). Then he started groping her boobies and all that stuff. She then gets him off her, called him names and left. Since then, she would call him names when she saw him at school.
His side: he asked her one day if she was a virgin and she told him to ask google (he said it wrong also). Him and her older brother are friends and word on the street is that every boy takes homegirl for a spin and even her brother testified to this. So, as a big brother figure, he wanted to talk to her and plead with her to change her ways, which was why he asked her to come to his house. As a matter of fact, that was all he discussed with her at his gate. However, his advice rubbed her in the wrong places and she started calling him names ever since.
They argued back and forth, called each other a liar and even cursed off each other. The girl said that she would never wanna be involved with him (although she said she was a virgin) because he has been in JSS2 forever. He maintained that she's too small and un-sexy for him and he would never wanna touch her. He also told her that he would f**k her up and beat her up.
Although I found this whole thing funny because it wasn't as civilized as I've narrated it and half of the discussion was in Yoruba and there's something funny about issues like these being told in Yoruba. We eventually told him not to lay hands on her for whatever reason, told her not to ever call him names again and if they didn't wanna be friends, they should just act as though the other didn't exist.
That was the best judgement we could offer.
By the way, one of the smartest students in my class must have told her mom about me because her mother came by to meet and greet me. I left class to say hello then I went back in. She came in, I met her halfway and she squeezed money into my palm and said "I know u didn't ask, but please, just for your drink." I declined but didn't wanna make a scene in front of the other students so I said thank you. I thought about giving it back to her daughter but my colleagues said she was just appreciating me and I should keep the N1000. I personally don't know how I feel about it or how to react. She had me in a situation where I couldn't continue to decline. I think she did it on purpose tho. Anyways. I spent the money on my way home so I guess that's gone. Lol.
~kdamsel~
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