Anyhow, it has come to an end. Yesterday was my last day as a Corper. After all the scares and unnecessary procedures the scheme required from us, it's all over!
I haven't taught since July because school went on summer vacay and didn't resume till Oct. 2nd and we passed out on the 10th. Oh! The governor has achieved changing the school system. They now have elementary, middle and high schools in Osun state, just like in Canada/America. As a result, the school I served at (yes, I'm already talkin in past tense) has been moved to neverland and all the new Corpers are complaining cuz its farther than expected.
Those 8 days between school resumption and passing out, we were required to go to school to get our final clearance forms and evaluation papers, in which I think I scored the highest in my PPA with 96.4% (not that this means anything cuz those who scored 40 will still get their certificate also). We've also had to go to Ede, which was where we camped during the 3wks orientation. Ofcourse I haven't been there more than twice out of the 5, 6 or 7 times we were asked to come.
In the end, it became apparent that many components of the program are quite pointless, especially CDS and all the other nonsense we participated in. Nonetheless, I jerked around and disobeyed a few rules and here I am with my certificate.
I remember on the list when we were signing to receive our certificates, some state codes had memos beside them. Some were absent, some redeployed, some dropped out, some got an extension, some people's certificate ended up in another state by mistake and some were deceased (RIP Kiki). As for the rest of us, the fortunate ones, we Thank the Almighty. I thank my Maker and my parents for making me comfy enough to enjoy the service year and ofcourse the unforgettable friends I made and the valuable life lessons learned. Also the opportunity to witness different living standards.
I'm gonna miss my pepper woman, my turkey seller, my meat seller and my convenience store lady. I'm gonna miss the 30 naira transport buses, my amala joint and the independence I had here which I never thought I could achieve in Nigeria, much more in Osun state.
No regrets! Back to reality and job searching.
~kdamsel~
