My NYSC Camp Experience
I sneaked into the kitchen one day and found a huge pot of beans swimming in a mixture of oil and water. I peeked at the bucket of watery tea and it looked like the milk they put was keeping malice with the hot water. Literally, they both refused to ‘mingle’.
I instantly became a food rights activists with talks of
“How can they serve us this thing when we have no toilets?”
”Do they realise some of us are first class graduates?”
There was wastage of food that evening as most people rejected the beans.
That night, our coordinator assembled every corp member and asked why three quarters of us didn’t utilize our meal ticket.
She pleaded for answers.
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