My Experience

It's not always easy to be a graduate. I could remember very vividly twelve years ago when I was very tender, the thought of becoming an NYSC paramilitary had been my outcry. But, it was hard then, passing from secondary school Waec to viable examinations that only God knows what happen if you fail.

I successfully came through the end. I wore a khaki uniform I never dream of. I was now part of the worldwide celebrity, and if there's nothing I've achieved, the experience alone is a pattern I can't let rid of.