As I alighted from the car, the soldiers were all over my face before i could say jack, which made everyone to stand to a halt. They told us to form a queue, instructing us to put our luggage on our head. I shivered and started to sweat profusely at the sight of these so called soldiers with well built bodies, deep baritone voices and never smiling faces.Alas! People ran helter-skelter to be on the queue, we were instructed to carry our bags on our head ones again and walk fast inside the Orientation Camp. This gave me a kind of sign that I was in for it! I didn't know registration could be this tedious, the last phase of the registration was when I was put under Platoon 4. We were given the NYSC kits which were not all my sizes. I found the food given to us that day bizarre. The first day so far hasn't been it but am quite hopeful tomorrow wouldn't be like that. The Beagle won't just stop sounding....Isn't this beagle guy tired already?
To be continued.......
To be continued.......
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