Journey to Taraba
When I was about to leave for NYSC camp last year, my family and I prayed together. My dad gave me some advice and blessed me before I left. I was nervous but excited.
I took a bus to Abuja, where I would spend the night with a relative before continuing my journey to Taraba. But things didn't go as planned. The road was bad, and I had to cross a sea to get to my destination. I was scared because I had never done anything like that before.
When we got to the sea, I was really worried. I even called my Dad to tell him about it and he encouraged me to be brave. Our car drove onto a ship, and I got on too. Everyone around me was praying for a safe trip. I joined in, hoping everything would be okay.
Crossing the sea was a strange experience. Funny enough, I fell asleep inside the ship despite being afraid 😂
When we finally reached the other side, I thanked God for keeping us safe. I did my training for 2 weeks at the camp and the rest was history
I took a bus to Abuja, where I would spend the night with a relative before continuing my journey to Taraba. But things didn't go as planned. The road was bad, and I had to cross a sea to get to my destination. I was scared because I had never done anything like that before.
When we got to the sea, I was really worried. I even called my Dad to tell him about it and he encouraged me to be brave. Our car drove onto a ship, and I got on too. Everyone around me was praying for a safe trip. I joined in, hoping everything would be okay.
Crossing the sea was a strange experience. Funny enough, I fell asleep inside the ship despite being afraid 😂
When we finally reached the other side, I thanked God for keeping us safe. I did my training for 2 weeks at the camp and the rest was history
