Today's reflector is someone I respect and accord "plenty plenty tuale", He is another a "fine boy",you know those fine boys that you can't leave your girlfriend in their care, if you do am sorry for you o, because "na your girlfriend go even toast am self", no jokes o, there was no time ladies didn't flock around him, like he had a magnet of some sort, lols... I met this dynamic young man in 2008, we studied Microbiology together in Babcock University, he is one of those "Ori gbono"(hot heads), those people wey no dey like play football,lols. Emmmm, Feranmi as "most girls" love calling that part of his name, deliberatly skipping the "Faith" side, is a good Actor, I still recall that he was in one Drama group in school those days.
It is important for me to add that i served in Faith's state of origin, Ekiti state,(even though I no see pounded yam chop from him house), he is fun to be with and he is a Man with a wonderful vision and personality, Ladies and Gentlemen I give you our 9th reflector on this project #31Days31Reflections, Feranmi Faith...
I am Feranmi Faith, a simple and gentle guy who hails from Ekiti state, I am a Microbiologist, and a lover of God almighty.
I started Jan 1st 2013 with great hope and lots of expectations, I didn't stay much at home after the new year as I made a boring 6hrs journey back to Awka, Anambra State from Lagos on the 2nd of January, 2013. I got to awka, Anambra state, and there stood before me, a 10-months-long NYSC journey.
The piercing claws of cold was my first ally. The thrashing wild wind of cold greets me good morning each day all through January, every morning and night were always crazy, but NYSC has to be completed, so Awka I remained.
The seconds ticked, the days rolled by and months after month, I was so expectant, anxious and hoping to finish NYSC. Not like life in Anambra wasn't wonderful and memorable, of course it was fun to some extent, because I am not really the outing type. Hmmmm.....I remembered the various tours, trips and journeys I made to the deepest parts of anambra state, like -Idemili, -Orumba, -Ekwusigo,-Nnewi, -Nnobi, -Ozubulu, -Ayamelume, -Ihiala, -Ekwulobia and even Umunya (O boy u waka ooo,Tatafo's comment) .
Because I was in Anambra, I decided I would visit d south-south regions of Nigeria, and a few other eastern states, since Anambra was closer than Lagos. For sure, I tried, but I only visited Enugu and Imo states.
February was a bit slow, that month was crazy, damn!!!, myself and my other colleagues never experienced any tougher month than february. Valentine's day was crazy, it was POP day for batch A (2012). The Sun was high and I was under that crazy sun from morning till evening.
Majority of my days in 2013 were spent in Anambra state, from the buzzling city of Awka to the rural environs of Mbaukwu. It was a memory of fun, hanging outs, adventure, and WORK.
I was a member of the Dance and Drama CDs group, we danced and beat Eastern fashion of drums all through NYSC year. My CDs group exposed me 2 another culture, trdition and way of life. I mastered lots of Igbo dance steps and I beat lots of their instruments like the "Ekwue" "The big gong" "The Pot" and normal drums.
Like every other corps member, I was waiting patiently for October 10, but in June 2013, I felt like I don't wanna leave Anambra again. I was used to the environment, my students loved me, I began to enjoy teaching them, but Batch B (2012) was passing out that same June and it was a signal to tell me, "guy, you're next"
October came, and my POP was just few days away, then the Heat began, my students began to cry, permanent teachers began 2 pray for me in d staff office and even some gave gift items. On my school send-forth party, my hands were filled with gifts wrapped in neatly packed cartons. I could remember vividly, my students in SS2 A, 22 of dem all went back to their class and ALL WERE CRYING. That day, I knew I had not come to Anambra in vain. I fought back tears from my eyes and I tried 2 act strong, but of a truth, it was emotional. My students were all over me, I remembered a student in SS3 B, she cried until she began to run her nose. I even gave her my handkerchief till today. it was a mixture of fun, emotion and lessons in my School, all those were memories never to be forgotten.
November; hmmm....I was back at home, every1 was elated to see me back after 1yr of NYSC, I came back home and Life was waiting for me. Responsibilities to bear, Decisions 2 make, steps to take and Life to conquer. I came to realise that Life is of stages- everything we thought would be long before it comes to us to handle, comes at the times you are almost not prepared for it- I was back at home and the question "What next to do" never cease to ring in my heart.
December. I was much more stable at home, settled myself and knew what I wanted to do next with my world, and I was already on it.
2013 has been wonderful, it was a year I gained and learnt a lot of things. Most especially, I learnt to get closer to God and I developed a closer relationship with Him in 2013. I owe Him all the praises for His loving kindness and favour, blessings and mercy and peace that was all mine.
In 2014, I look forward to a better life, a higher level of life,and an improved status. I thank God for everything, and forever will I remain faithful to HIM.....Thank you for going through my reflections, I hope I was reflective enough....Do drop you comments to show me some love...*smiles*
I am Feranmi Faith, a simple and gentle guy who hails from Ekiti state, I am a Microbiologist, and a lover of God almighty.
I started Jan 1st 2013 with great hope and lots of expectations, I didn't stay much at home after the new year as I made a boring 6hrs journey back to Awka, Anambra State from Lagos on the 2nd of January, 2013. I got to awka, Anambra state, and there stood before me, a 10-months-long NYSC journey.
The piercing claws of cold was my first ally. The thrashing wild wind of cold greets me good morning each day all through January, every morning and night were always crazy, but NYSC has to be completed, so Awka I remained.
The seconds ticked, the days rolled by and months after month, I was so expectant, anxious and hoping to finish NYSC. Not like life in Anambra wasn't wonderful and memorable, of course it was fun to some extent, because I am not really the outing type. Hmmmm.....I remembered the various tours, trips and journeys I made to the deepest parts of anambra state, like -Idemili, -Orumba, -Ekwusigo,-Nnewi, -Nnobi, -Ozubulu, -Ayamelume, -Ihiala, -Ekwulobia and even Umunya (O boy u waka ooo,Tatafo's comment) .
Because I was in Anambra, I decided I would visit d south-south regions of Nigeria, and a few other eastern states, since Anambra was closer than Lagos. For sure, I tried, but I only visited Enugu and Imo states.
February was a bit slow, that month was crazy, damn!!!, myself and my other colleagues never experienced any tougher month than february. Valentine's day was crazy, it was POP day for batch A (2012). The Sun was high and I was under that crazy sun from morning till evening.
Majority of my days in 2013 were spent in Anambra state, from the buzzling city of Awka to the rural environs of Mbaukwu. It was a memory of fun, hanging outs, adventure, and WORK.
I was a member of the Dance and Drama CDs group, we danced and beat Eastern fashion of drums all through NYSC year. My CDs group exposed me 2 another culture, trdition and way of life. I mastered lots of Igbo dance steps and I beat lots of their instruments like the "Ekwue" "The big gong" "The Pot" and normal drums.
Like every other corps member, I was waiting patiently for October 10, but in June 2013, I felt like I don't wanna leave Anambra again. I was used to the environment, my students loved me, I began to enjoy teaching them, but Batch B (2012) was passing out that same June and it was a signal to tell me, "guy, you're next"
October came, and my POP was just few days away, then the Heat began, my students began to cry, permanent teachers began 2 pray for me in d staff office and even some gave gift items. On my school send-forth party, my hands were filled with gifts wrapped in neatly packed cartons. I could remember vividly, my students in SS2 A, 22 of dem all went back to their class and ALL WERE CRYING. That day, I knew I had not come to Anambra in vain. I fought back tears from my eyes and I tried 2 act strong, but of a truth, it was emotional. My students were all over me, I remembered a student in SS3 B, she cried until she began to run her nose. I even gave her my handkerchief till today. it was a mixture of fun, emotion and lessons in my School, all those were memories never to be forgotten.
November; hmmm....I was back at home, every1 was elated to see me back after 1yr of NYSC, I came back home and Life was waiting for me. Responsibilities to bear, Decisions 2 make, steps to take and Life to conquer. I came to realise that Life is of stages- everything we thought would be long before it comes to us to handle, comes at the times you are almost not prepared for it- I was back at home and the question "What next to do" never cease to ring in my heart.
December. I was much more stable at home, settled myself and knew what I wanted to do next with my world, and I was already on it.
2013 has been wonderful, it was a year I gained and learnt a lot of things. Most especially, I learnt to get closer to God and I developed a closer relationship with Him in 2013. I owe Him all the praises for His loving kindness and favour, blessings and mercy and peace that was all mine.
In 2014, I look forward to a better life, a higher level of life,and an improved status. I thank God for everything, and forever will I remain faithful to HIM.....Thank you for going through my reflections, I hope I was reflective enough....Do drop you comments to show me some love...*smiles*
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7 comments:
Igbo man...nice one bro
Mehn!!!....Prince dat was a nyc intro. Your gr8 man. Thanks for d privilege
Kai!!!, Nna Men, emeka!!, see confirm Igbo man wey dey call me igbo....lolz...tanks bro. Dats my 2nd sibling, I hav jst 2 brothers, of same blood, but from another mother. Emeka n Yinka
Hey...bro...nyc 1..bt my mind dey tell me say those gurls deey cry say dey no go see fyn boi again..lol...miss u bro
@ first we were scared 2 serve in the East...bt @ end we had a 1dafu fun filled service year...A̶̲̥̅♏ loving the igbo land...lol..@ Emeka no talk ooo..lol
Nice one...
Miss anambra........it was fun doe..... miss u too Feran
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