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Beyond This Day, Life After NYSC By Yahya Oluwaseun

Beyond This Day, Life After NYSC By Yahya Oluwaseun

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Things You Must Know and Do Before, During and After NYSC

Yahya Oluwaseun Writes

Distinguished readers

Nnamdi Azikiwe wanted to commit suicide by standing on a rail track till a coming train crushed him. A man from behind sighted him and went to pull him away at the right time.

Imagine he was successful with the attempt, would he have become the Zik-Of-Africa? Would he have become the first Nigeria President? Would he have become the role model to the generation of today? That’s leaves us to the situation and untold story that many Nigeria Youth are facing today

Ostensibly, the life of a man has been measured in a way that, everything that he want to be in life goes along with his commitment and how unique he is, in character. This world have been populated and it now depends on the pathway in which you have chosen.

I remembered my growing up when my teachers used to tell me that the basic ingredients to survive life is Education. And late Nelson Mandela once said that “marriage can wait, but education cannot”. Which symbolises that, education is the salt that brings taste to a food, without ingredients in a soup, that soup would be more like sour or flur soup. Education polishes man into a good being.

In Nigeria today, many are becoming disillusioned. Employment is a cold scientific thing. It works this way. Economy has to work, investors invest and generate employment, then the Youth can be employed who will provide for their family with the money they make and so be happy.

We should not deny that we do not know how the giant wall of fame fell. After all, we all feigned to be blind when the bull came to scratch its itching body diminishing the wall before the falling. Or didn’t we all fold our arms when Bọ́dẹdé exercised his hunting skills of shooting arrow through the wall?

We all pay no mind when the price for our lives were paid to the fake men in helmets and heavy boots that built our bridges with slabs and weak planks. That time, who among us challenged the authorities that laid the ambush that brought down our wall of fame? Did we not laugh it off when we saw how our drainage was eroded the day it was channeled with porous sand of no aggregate cement? And when the wall was falling, we all heard the cackling of the bricks And how time threw stones to inform the falling wall.

No one thought it’s an hint of losing our pride. We could not decipher the near end. Now that the giant wall has fallen, so demolished that human lives scattered in the sharp forest of low hope, and blur dream; nothing exists on this land, except the flashback of a once great fortress that stand no more. Nigeria my country

Who among us has the freedom to blame the hands or tables that staked our lives in turn for foreign cards? If I may talk, I would say, we all made it fell. No one is free to blame anyone, we all nourished what brought us to this shame.

I digress.

Today, several litter employment seminars, webinars and all form of employment programmes including those in religious houses, where they seek favour and drink all sorts of concoctions and waters, which they think can boost their chances of employment.

The plain fact is, if there is no good economy, there is no country, those prayers, however hard, will still not be answered for most people. A million jobs available for 10million. Definitely, 9 million will always be left out, what would be the faith of the left out? Surely, to engage in different forms of wrong deeds, so as to bring food to the table of their families.

Truth need to be told, life after NYSC Scheme required a great physical mental effort to accomplish, comprehend, endure and challenging. To some among us, it is not, because of the influence of their parents, who some of them has bought space for in some of this established institution to start up their life after their Scheme. While others, it would be a story of starting from the scratch, which is, so help me God.

It is this way in this country and the reason to live is being lost by many. “Why? What is the purpose? What is there to live for?”. The Youths are more confused than ever. What keeps us alive is purpose and many do not have that beyond the fleeting lifestyle which many Young boys have taken to.

While these answers may elude most Youths. There is still gain in waiting to watch how it comes. It gets better hopefully.

I digress.

Some month ago, prior before the Coronavirus pandemic outbreak in Nigeria, I followed a close friend to his workplace, a private school in Nasarawa State. Being a secondary school teacher, his office is located at the top of the building while the primary section of the school uses the ground floor. I decided to stay at the ground level because I simply do not want to disturb or distract his attention while teaching his students.

While I was still battling with my thoughts at the rapid rate of unemployment in Nigeria and how the colony of unemployed ones keeps expanding, yet, there are no visible, critical, long and surviving solutions or measures put in place to address this growing epidemic. Some parents came into the school to see the principal of the school to buy books and appeal to the school authorities to give them more time in regards to tuition fees. Out of all scenes and dramas I witnessed in the school, there was a particular scene that caught my attention and I felt so sad and weak that our leaders have not done much at all for the future of these young boys and girls.

The scene is about a new intake, newly admitted student of the school. She was followed by her mother who could not read and write but genuinely loves education. She asked for the list of the new intakes, the list contains materials needed and amount of fees to be paid. The tuition fee is #8,000. Apart from black shoes, school uniforms, bag, notebooks, food flask and other essential items, the price stipulated for textbooks is #11,500. I looked at the woman; she felt like a great blow descended on her, very sad and the shock was rude. She never expected that the total fees would be so high like that. She collected the bills, walked away with the kid with a pledge that she will return with the kid the next day.

Private schools are really flourishing due to negligence and irresponsible acts of the government. If it takes a ward, #6000, two textbooks and basic materials to attend grammar schools owned by the government and there are no visible changes in the life of these kids, I see no reason why private schools are not better alternatives. That government officials, civil servants, politicians and so called public school teachers take their kids to private schools is laughable.

The story of the “kid” is very similar to the stories of many disadvantaged Nigerians. Parents and guardians suffer greatly to educate their wards and what most students do to sustain themselves in tertiary schools is quite alarming.

The decent ones do odd jobs while the indecent ones involve themselves in prostitution, robbery and internet fraud business. They suffer greatly and do all their best to become graduates yet they join the colony of unemployed ones and this colony keeps on expanding every day. Every parent spends heavily on their children so that they would reap the fruits of their hard labour. It is sad and quite unfortunate that parents and wards would go through hard times to become educated and employment will become a greater challenge. It is really sad.

Recently, i met a lady at 102 Guards Battalion, Zuma Barrack, Suleja, Niger State, where she narrated to me on how she has to drop out from school because of the homongous fee attached to education, which her parents can’t afford it, according to her. She has to leave the school for her siblings to be able to attend, as it stands, she’s the one responsible for the fees of her younger ones, with the little stipends she’s collecting at her place of work, quite disheartening that we are leaving a deplorable life, which our Government has subjected us to.

I have stated it several times unequivocally that as blessed as Nigeria is, people who exploit, continuously and tirelessly rape her offsprings, have made her worthless. She has been so unlucky to have ineptitude leaders and they have never charted possible solutions to this “growing colony of educated and unemployed youths” and whenever they provide any social intervention programme, it leads to their bank of private resource.

I digress.

This is the time for creativity and mental alertness. Graduates should depend heavily on native intelligence and wealth creation. They should apply for professional courses and extend their wings to entrepreneurship.

Inspite of the neglects by governments, we still have young Nigerians who are striving so hard for the survival of their businesses. These young Nigerians did not allow the sad narratives of the country to weaken their morals rather they become steadfast and imbibe the spirit of persistent determination.

I have always agitated for a clear financial prospects for young graduates that would assist their business and make them grow well. Government should build more om existing social intervention policies and ensure its full implementation.

As Batch B Corps members take their final bow, they must be prepared to survive the sad narratives of this nation. They need to change their mindset that there are available jobs after NYSC and focus on more ways to create jobs so that they would also employ people.

The government has failed in her duties but they should not fail themselves. If you are a corps member and you have taken the final bow, these are the four elements that you need to carry with you always.

1. Giving all available shots trial, regardless of where is coming from.

2. Unifying all positive forces, bringing to consideration on your uniqueness

3. Networking available contacts and checking through online application for any available jobs

4. Standing firm on the principles of resiliency, commitment and dedication to your doings.

When there is life. There’s hope, believe in yourself, by doing so, only time will tell the rest of the story.

Yahya Oluwaseun
A Writer, Advocate Of Youth In Governance and Public Analyst.

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