20 – 10 – 2007
21 – 6 = 15 more days to go.
Platoon 17 assembled like all others, for drills this morning, but we were not happy. We jogged out of camp as usual, but in the other direction this time. A diesel tanker was inching along by our small clusters of platoons, on our way back, when the soldiers stopped him, an almost flogged him to death. It was a serious case of brutality. It brought back to my mind, a question I have been asking, “Who incorporated the Military Training into the NYSC programme? Why? Why weren’t other disciplinary organizations utilized, like Man – O – War?” Hopefully these questions will be answered someday.
After the jogging was drills, after drills was breakfast and after breakfast was environmental sanitation. I was standing in the sun like the others, when I got a mysterious phone call. “Come to the State Director’s Lodge immediately”. I ran, really scared, towards the general direction of where the signs said it was located. When I got there, I sighed with relief when I was told that it was for church – the pastor of a nearby branch of Seventh – Day Adventist Curch, and the Kabiyesi (King) of Eded had come to plead with the State Director to allow us to leave the camp and return after the service. Of course they were granted the permission to take us out. Thankfully praising God, I went to change to mufti, told my platoon leader about the two of us that were going, and then headed for the meeting point. Then I got terrible news.
Kanny had been rushed to the
Attending the service was a marvel. We were taken through
I got back to hear that Platoon 17 really suffered. The three platoons that were the last in the competition were instructed to assemble by noon for tests again, for an hour. Each platoon assembled earlier of course, to practice in preparation for the tests. I heard that out of the three, platoon 17 came last. The
Ask me what we were asked to do. Simple left turn, right turn, about turn, mark time (match on one spot), forward match and halt. That is all o! personally I thank God I wasn’t there because I doubt if I would have been able to keep my anger down and my mouth shut.