Just a few days ago, I remembered the ugly incidents that happened during my youth service on an island in bayelsa state, almost 10 years ago.
I was posted to bayelsa state for my national youth service, after the orientation I was posted to this island. I was not scared because I had already prepared my mind to accept my PPA with joy, no matter where I'm posted to. On our way, so many ladies were crying I was just there watching and confessing positively. I told my mum immediately I got my letter but I didn't give her the details that I was going to spend two hours on water to get to my destination. The journey was really fun for me, I got to enjoy the ride on a speed boat for the first time. We got to the island late in the evening and the corp members were already waiting to welcome us at the jetty. They gave us a warm welcome singing and dancing and introducing themselves to us. That gesture made those crying while we were on the boat to cheer up a bit. They took us to the Lodge and served us dinner and assigned us to various rooms where we will be staying.
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We all settled in nicely and returned to our various homes a week later to prepare for resumption the next month. On the day I was to return to the island, I had a little delay and I got to yenagoa a bit late. I met one of the corp members of my batch there.
That journey was my most scary journey on water I was very scared because it was late at night and the boat ⛵ got spoilt on water. We were just there while the driver was trying to fix the engine at about 8:30 p.m. the passengers on the boat with us encouraged us not to be afraid, that the boat will be fixed. I think they were already used to things like that. We got to the island around past 9 p.m. and the guy became my friend. I want to call him "uncle". After work each day I an uncle usually take a stroll out to the field and we'll sit and talk for a long time before returning to the lodge late in the evenings. "uncle" was very nice and fun to be with after a few weeks I discovered that when anyone was looking for him they come straight to my room to ask for him, also when anyone is looking for me they go to him to ask for me. we were very close we discussed a lot of things.
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After some time, People started saying things I was not comfortable with anymore but I didn't know what to do about it I knew something was wrong even in the fellowship.
One day one of the fellowship excos came to call me in my room for an interview. They were interviewing people for the executive positions in The fellowship and I was called. I went there they asked me questions both personal and religious. I answered them and they asked me if I wouldn't mind being one of the executives of the fellowship. I told them that I'm not interested that I'm okay as a member the next thing the sisters coordinator said was that "God can use anybody even a PROSTITUTE" I didn't know why she used the word. I am not interested because I discovered a lot of backbiting and gossiping among them that I didn't want to be part of, that was why I said I am not interested. When I got to my room I started thinking about the word 'prostitute'. why did she use it? I didn't think much of it because there was no basis
I went to my PPA on this fateful day and my colleague accused me of not telling her that I broke up with 'uncle'. I told her we were friends never dating and he had never asked me out. She then told me a lot of things that he had said about me that we were in a relationship and I cheated on him with different guys. that he has done a lot of things for me that I cannot even type. A lot of other funny stories. I was confused how, when? Uncle had never even asked me out, why will he say such things about me? I just gave him space and reduced our communication because he was becoming so controlling as a friend. And he went about painting another picture of me in the lodge. He had lied so much about me.
It affected me greatly and I became angry at those that didn't care to ask me about it. I was really sad, and I wondered why. I didn't confront him because I hate confrontations and I told everyone that cared to listen that I never had a relationship with him talk less of cheating. Thank God it was just few weeks to the end of service. We haven't spoken till date.
Since then, I don't trust Anyone and I don't believe what anybody tells me about another person because people can kill with the words of their mouth.
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