The Carnival fear 🤣

I nearly ran away from NYSC camp because of carnival 😂Back in camp, I was very quiet.I stayed on my own, minding my business, and avoiding unnecessary human interaction like my life depended on it 😩One afternoon, I was lying on my bunk, not sleeping. just staring on the space and thinking about life and suffering.Then my phone rang.Hello Samuel, this is your platoon leader.Okayyy…?Please come to the hall immediately, the platoon officer wants to see you.Immediately my spirit left my body small 😭Wetin happen?Oboy just come, he responded.I dropped the phone first.Because why are you people looking for me? What did I do? 🤷🏾‍♂️Then I started overthinking.What if na documentation issue?What if dem discover say my passport photograph no resemble me? 😩I quickly checked the platoon group chat.Omo…Everybody was looking for me.At that point, fear catch me properly 🤲🏼I rushed to the hall expecting to meet maybe two or three people.Only for me to enter and see almost half of the platoon fellows gathered as if they are waiting for a village chief for an emergency meeting 😭The officer looked at me and asked:Are you innocent Kennedy.“It’s Benedict ma ”Before I could breathe, everybody shouted:Ehn ehn! Come come come! Na you we dey find!I was Already annoyed, I asked:For what naw?😒That was when the officer explained that carnival was coming up, and our platoon was assigned Calabar culture.I was like “Calabar………. wetting concern Kaduna man with Calabar culture?So they wanted me to coordinate everything.My anger increased immediately.😠In my mind I was like:So na this rubbish una carry me commot hostel for? 😒They kept talking.Honestly, I didn’t hear half of what they said again.I just wanted to return to my bed and continue facing wall in peace 😩I stood there nodding.After trying so hard to get me to contribute, the officer finally said:This guy is too quiet o… I don’t think he can coordinate this thing.Then she appointed me as leader and added two other people to assist me because apparently I could not talk 😂I just smiled one dangerous smile like:This woman no know me shaBack in the hostel, I became restless.I had been enjoying my peaceful camp life quietly…Now these people wanted me to dress like Obong of Calabar and stand before over 1,500 human beings?Nahhh 😭I don enter premium problem.I even started planning my escape root.Should I fake malaria?Should I hide inside mammy market?Shey if person jump fence dem fit forgive am?😩I considered everything.But later I told myself:Whether prepared or not, disgrace must not occur.The next day, I called everybody for rehearsals.The officer wanted the normal Ekombi dance.That regular:“Eyen Eyen O” We even brought one serious Calabar dancer from another platoon to teach everybody while I directed the sequence.But deep down, I wasn’t satisfied.Too regular,Too predictable.Like a secondary school cultural day 😩Two days before the event, I called my university friend and explain things to him and I also asked him to tell me one deep Efik cultural act people may not know.That was when he told me about “Eban Isong” Women of the Land.A cultural punishment where a woman who falsely accuses another woman is publicly disgraced after investigation proves she lied.Immediately I heard it, my eyes cleared .I came back and told my people:Attention everybody,we are changing everything.You should have seen their faces 😁Two days to carnival??“Yes 😌”We started a fresh rehearsals immediately.Funny enough, the reserved coordinator suddenly turned into movie director.YOU! Fall here!YOU! Cry with pain!Madam kneel properly abeg!😭😂Even me, I was shocked at myself.Then D-Day came.Before we entered the stage, my people kept asking:Benedict,hope say this thing go work?I go just give them one wicked smile 😊Finally, it was our turn.Guyyyyyyyyyys!!The performance was mad 🔥I don’t know where the confidence came from.Oscar-level acting.Full energy.Traditional authority.Accents flying everywhere 😂The crowd went wild.People stood up.Everybody was shouting.For the first time, I even saw the camp commandant smile 😂When we finished everything,the noise was too much.We came second 🏆Omo these people carried me on their shoulders and paraded me round the camp like a presidential election winner.The same officer that said I couldn’t talk was just looking at me in a confusion way.Suddenly everybody knew me.Ahhh so you dey our platoon?Where have you beenPlease let’s snap picture!On Social night that evening?Omo…I was moving like a camp celebrity 😂.The same me that was always hiding and sleeping.😩Sadly, camp ended the within 3 days.Naso my fame in camp started and end within hours 😂My NYSCdiary

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