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| Burn fire! |
Last night's burn fire was an event i really didn't fit into somehow....
I was bored!
Lots of preparation had gone into it.....
Just yesterday,when I walked past the sport arena,i sighted a lot of large logs of timber...dark-chocolatey brown!...they were arranged in high cone-like shape....
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| Burn fire set up |
I didn't need to be told that was the site for burn fire!...others were staring at it too....
It was obviously going to be a crazy and rowdy night....everything and everyone in camp was preparing towards it...
Canopies for the different platoons were arranged in numeric order around the field close to the basketball court,just in safe distance from the arranged logs of timber!
Each platoon decorated their canopies in a way that it can be recognised by anyone who was looking for his/her platoon.
In another side of the camp,Corp members were gathered around pots,coolers and cooking stands.each platoon was cooking at different spots....
Everyone always wants to participate in anything food!
The crowd at the cooking spot was large....
Everyone was talking!...everyone was the cook!.
*bring this!...bring that!...no! Bring those!
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| My platoon cooking Rachel with the braid |
One platoon fighting another because of turning stick....
There was argument here and there.....
Either those who have been doing the cooking and running errands had gotten short of tolerance or someone who just appeared suddenly wants to take over the cooking....
the cooking battalion was working and WARRING!
As the cooking wind down to an end....the crowd doubled!
..*well done o*... was being said repeatedly with their coolers in their hands...
the crowd around the food was like that of ants around a cube of sugar....
In one platoon,everyone was talking over the food!...seriously arguement....almost a fight!
The inter platoon cooking eh!....Afi suuru!
Eye just dey red!!!
Well..the hight point of the day for me was when my platoon guys came running around the camp in jubilation with one of them carrying a trophy..dancing and singing on top of their voice
.....see as them dey look us......
....see as them dey look us...those otondos!!!
We won the final football match!
We have bagged in two out of the most important trophies in all camp competition....
We won the dance competition too....
We won only in places where team work was unquestionably displayed.....
I observed it other platoon's too....
Victory in this camp is a siamese twin to team work!
No team work! NO VICTORY!!!
They fun about it was that as they passed by any platoon 3 members,that person either joined them rejoicing,smiled or lifted his/her hands(thats what I did)....or did everything and alittle more...!
Everyone was really looking at platoon 3!
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| My platoon dish table! |
I got talking with yemi.he is a corper too who often says hello to me...he has the physic of a basketball player and often dressed like one...a graduate of uniabuja.we talked and talked....quite an interesting fellow.....
Rachel was also one of the cooks except for the fact that she sat down,played with her phone and chatted with me half the time!...( we had fun together though, she was quite impressed with my blog)...she and yemi are friends too...
The bugle sounded ...everyone trouped down to the burn fire site in masses...
Getting a chair was like treasure hunt. The ones yemi and I sat on disappeared from where we hide it when we returned from a sharp visit to mami market for pure water!
Lucky me,there was an empty sit beside ore under our platoon canopy at the burn fire site!
Different platoons displayed their dishes in front of them awaiting the judges and soldiers to come around for inspection ...
Where I sat i got feedback from those who have eaten their food...
*that rice bad eh...e no done at all*
I had collected mine and dropped it in my hostel just before we came down for burn fire.
it was really bad!
I confirmed that when I returned to my room!
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| As the burn fire was about to be lit! |
Man-O-war guys were running around the log before it was lit...
Some mini parade was done involving certain corp members who wore their khaki..
With much ceremonial hurrah....the fire was lit.platoon by platoon danced around the fire...Photographers everywhere...People shouting and gyrating.
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| Platoon dance around the fire! |
I was alone!!!....Ore had disappeared into the crowd...
I was bored...so I left for my hostel....
I had to go to a quiet and deserted mami to get something better to eat alongside the bad jollof rice my platoon cooked!
Xerxes is always a friend in distress!
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| Platoon 9 won the contest with 7 different dishes! |
There was quietness and a short time to rest before folks return from burn fire....
The noise returned when they started retuning...everyone was talking about their platoon cooking and the burn fire
Wild laughter and loud talks...jesting and mocking of different platoons..
Those igbo ladies around my bunk are worst...the talked the same time in their language and laughed the loudest...yelking eachother's name and platoon!
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| Platoon 1 |
I was told my platoon had the fourth position...i was surprised...apparently several other platoon too produced even worst cooking than mine....
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