Chapter one

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"Information reaching us is that The official calendar for batch A stream One will soon be dropped later this weekend" Said the Admin of the Nysc w******p group that I was in. " what of batch C stream that were supposed to go this January?" someone asked "They have been moved to Batch A stream One " The Admin added. "Ok ma'am " someone added "Are we needing the nerd stuff?" I asked "No, this stream won't be needing it" The Admin replied. "Ok I understand" I responded That day was a Thursday afternoon. After then the group remained silent Till Saturday morning when the Admin addressed the group about the new calendar. 21st January to 23rd January as the day to report to camp. "Good afternoon everyone, I hope you have all seen the new calendar for this batch A stream One. Automatically those in stream c have been shifted to stream A. Congratulations to those who will be following this batch. Lastly Call up numbers will be dropping soon." Other information were based on direct posting, medical and other vital information to foreign graduates and married people. Call up number started dropping on Sunday morning by 3am according to the news flying around the News. And I didn't get any at that moment. Well according to my friend, Jim, "CHETA no dy panic" Why will I panic self. I waited till Tuesday morning and still I didn't get any call up number and honestly I panicked fully. I even had to call the Admin of the group if she knew any information about call up number being slow. "Hello ma'am, good morning. my name is cheta" "I know who you are" she replied Almost immediately as if she had been expecting my call. " So what do I owe this call this early morning" she added. "ma'am" I replied "Call me by my name. Deborah. ma'am is too much for me" she added jokingly. "My apologies, Miss Deborah, I heard about the call up number and I wanted to confirm if it was true, because I had checked my dashboard, refreshed it countless times and I haven't seen it yet or maybe it's some glitch on the server" "Maybe it's network " she replied. "I will advise Mr CHETA , that you relax because Nysc is not going anywhere, you will see your call up number and then in fews days, you will get your call up letter. I hope you are doing direct posting" "No ma'am I think I will accept my fate this time" I said boldly. "With this insecurity in the country I will suggest you do it, to save cost and your safety. Think about it Cheta " "Don't worry Miss Deborah I will accept my fate " "Ok. thank you for calling " she responded, a sigh of defeat in her voice. "No problem ma'am, oh sorry Miss Deborah " Later that evening, I got my call up number and broke the news to my family, friends and her. Few days later I got my official call up letter. Port Harcourt. That was my destination.
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