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Uduakobong Hanson
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Am a Woman that loves being ME. In love with Jesus. Wife of a wonderful man. Proudly AKWA IBOM! Mantra: God first in all you do.
Am a Woman that loves being ME. In love with Jesus. Wife of a wonderful man. Proudly AKWA IBOM! Mantra: God first in all you do.

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It all started on a Wednesday morning. I had woken up early and got prepared for CDS ( Community Development Service). Actually, that day there was no  CDS meeting; we were to go to Iticth (a community far away from my Place of Primary Assignment) for clearance.

I got ready on time, stepped out in my NYSC outfit that I was so proud of. The idea that morning (as usual) was to stand by the road side with the hope of getting a lift for my friend Ben ( not real name) and I .

I did not spend up to a minute by the road when this black Camry ('Big for nothing' as its generally called) pulled over. The driver offered to give me a lift; of course that's what I was looking out for. So I jumped at the offer. But, I didn't forget  to tell him that Ben would be coming along if he (the driver) didn't mind. He shrugged and said "no problem".

Ben, who was just coming out of our flat, was surprised I had already nailed a lift, in a car for that matter (we served in a typical village in Enugu state where cars were hard to come by). ...http://decrystalife.blogspot.com/2018/08/my-nysc-experience-part-1.html
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It all started on a Wednesday morning. I had woken up early and got prepared for CDS ( Community Development Service). Actually, that day there was no  CDS meeting; we were to go to Iticth (a community far away from my Place of Primary Assignment) for clearance.

I got ready on time, stepped out in my NYSC outfit that I was so proud of. The idea that morning (as usual) was to stand by the road side with the hope of getting a lift for my friend Ben ( not real name) and I .

I did not spend up to a minute by the road when this black Camry ('Big for nothing' as its generally called) pulled over. The driver offered to give me a lift; of course that's what I was looking out for. So I jumped at the offer. But, I didn't forget  to tell him that Ben would be coming along if he (the driver) didn't mind. He shrugged and said "no problem".

Ben, who was just coming out of our flat, was surprised I had already nailed a lift, in a car for that matter (we served in a typical village in Enugu state where cars were hard to come by). ...http://decrystalife.blogspot.com/2018/08/my-nysc-experience-part-1.html
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It all started on a Wednesday morning. I had woken up early and got prepared for CDS ( Community Development Service). Actually, that day there was no  CDS meeting; we were to go to Iticth (a community far away from my Place of Primary Assignment) for clearance.

I got ready on time, stepped out in my NYSC outfit that I was so proud of. The idea that morning (as usual) was to stand by the road side with the hope of getting a lift for my friend Ben ( not real name) and I .

I did not spend up to a minute by the road when this black Camry ('Big for nothing' as its generally called) pulled over. The driver offered to give me a lift; of course that's what I was looking out for. So I jumped at the offer. But, I didn't forget  to tell him that Ben would be coming along if he (the driver) didn't mind. He shrugged and said "no problem".

Ben, who was just coming out of our flat, was surprised I had already nailed a lift, in a car for that matter (we served in a typical village in Enugu state where cars were hard to come by). ...http://decrystalife.blogspot.com/2018/08/my-nysc-experience-part-1.html
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It all started on a Wednesday morning. I had woken up early and got prepared for CDS ( Community Development Service). Actually, that day there was no  CDS meeting; we were to go to Iticth (a community far away from my Place of Primary Assignment) for clearance.

I got ready on time, stepped out in my NYSC outfit that I was so proud of. The idea that morning (as usual) was to stand by the road side with the hope of getting a lift for my friend Ben ( not real name) and I .

I did not spend up to a minute by the road when this black Camry ('Big for nothing' as its generally called) pulled over. The driver offered to give me a lift; of course that's what I was looking out for. So I jumped at the offer. But, I didn't forget  to tell him that Ben would be coming along if he (the driver) didn't mind. He shrugged and said "no problem".

Ben, who was just coming out of our flat, was surprised I had already nailed a lift, in a car for that matter (we served in a typical village in Enugu state where cars were hard to come by). ...http://decrystalife.blogspot.com/2018/08/my-nysc-experience-part-1.html
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It all started on a Wednesday morning. I had woken up early and got prepared for CDS ( Community Development Service). Actually, that day there was no  CDS meeting; we were to go to Iticth (a community far away from my Place of Primary Assignment) for clearance.

I got ready on time, stepped out in my NYSC outfit that I was so proud of. The idea that morning (as usual) was to stand by the road side with the hope of getting a lift for my friend Ben ( not real name) and I .

I did not spend up to a minute by the road when this black Camry ('Big for nothing' as its generally called) pulled over. The driver offered to give me a lift; of course that's what I was looking out for. So I jumped at the offer. But, I didn't forget  to tell him that Ben would be coming along if he (the driver) didn't mind. He shrugged and said "no problem".

Ben, who was just coming out of our flat, was surprised I had already nailed a lift, in a car for that matter (we served in a typical village in Enugu state where cars were hard to come by). ...http://decrystalife.blogspot.com/2018/08/my-nysc-experience-part-1.html
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It all started on a Wednesday morning. I had woken up early and got prepared for CDS ( Community Development Service). Actually, that day there was no  CDS meeting; we were to go to Iticth (a community far away from my Place of Primary Assignment) for clearance.

I got ready on time, stepped out in my NYSC outfit that I was so proud of. The idea that morning (as usual) was to stand by the road side with the hope of getting a lift for my friend Ben ( not real name) and I .

I did not spend up to a minute by the road when this black Camry ('Big for nothing' as its generally called) pulled over. The driver offered to give me a lift; of course that's what I was looking out for. So I jumped at the offer. But, I didn't forget  to tell him that Ben would be coming along if he (the driver) didn't mind. He shrugged and said "no problem".

Ben, who was just coming out of our flat, was surprised I had already nailed a lift, in a car for that matter (we served in a typical village in Enugu state where cars were hard to come by). ...http://decrystalife.blogspot.com/2018/08/my-nysc-experience-part-1.html
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It all started on a Wednesday morning. I had woken up early and got prepared for CDS ( Community Development Service). Actually, that day there was no  CDS meeting; we were to go to Iticth (a community far away from my Place of Primary Assignment) for clearance.

I got ready on time, stepped out in my NYSC outfit that I was so proud of. The idea that morning (as usual) was to stand by the road side with the hope of getting a lift for my friend Ben ( not real name) and I .

I did not spend up to a minute by the road when this black Camry ('Big for nothing' as its generally called) pulled over. The driver offered to give me a lift; of course that's what I was looking out for. So I jumped at the offer. But, I didn't forget  to tell him that Ben would be coming along if he (the driver) didn't mind. He shrugged and said "no problem".

Ben, who was just coming out of our flat, was surprised I had already nailed a lift, in a car for that matter (we served in a typical village in Enugu state where cars were hard to come by). ...http://decrystalife.blogspot.com/2018/08/my-nysc-experience-part-1.html
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It all started on a Wednesday morning. I had woken up early and got prepared for CDS ( Community Development Service). Actually, that day there was no  CDS meeting; we were to go to Iticth (a community far away from my Place of Primary Assignment) for clearance.

I got ready on time, stepped out in my NYSC outfit that I was so proud of. The idea that morning (as usual) was to stand by the road side with the hope of getting a lift for my friend Ben ( not real name) and I .

I did not spend up to a minute by the road when this black Camry ('Big for nothing' as its generally called) pulled over. The driver offered to give me a lift; of course that's what I was looking out for. So I jumped at the offer. But, I didn't forget  to tell him that Ben would be coming along if he (the driver) didn't mind. He shrugged and said "no problem".

Ben, who was just coming out of our flat, was surprised I had already nailed a lift, in a car for that matter (we served in a typical village in Enugu state where cars were hard to come by). ...http://decrystalife.blogspot.com/2018/08/my-nysc-experience-part-1.html
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It all started on a Wednesday morning. I had woken up early and got prepared for CDS ( Community Development Service). Actually, that day there was no  CDS meeting; we were to go to Iticth (a community far away from my Place of Primary Assignment) for clearance.

I got ready on time, stepped out in my NYSC outfit that I was so proud of. The idea that morning (as usual) was to stand by the road side with the hope of getting a lift for my friend Ben ( not real name) and I .

I did not spend up to a minute by the road when this black Camry ('Big for nothing' as its generally called) pulled over. The driver offered to give me a lift; of course that's what I was looking out for. So I jumped at the offer. But, I didn't forget  to tell him that Ben would be coming along if he (the driver) didn't mind. He shrugged and said "no problem".

Ben, who was just coming out of our flat, was surprised I had already nailed a lift, in a car for that matter (we served in a typical village in Enugu state where cars were hard to come by). ...http://decrystalife.blogspot.com/2018/08/my-nysc-experience-part-1.html
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It all started on a Wednesday morning. I had woken up early and got prepared for CDS ( Community Development Service). Actually, that day there was no  CDS meeting; we were to go to Iticth (a community far away from my Place of Primary Assignment) for clearance.

I got ready on time, stepped out in my NYSC outfit that I was so proud of. The idea that morning (as usual) was to stand by the road side with the hope of getting a lift for my friend Ben ( not real name) and I .

I did not spend up to a minute by the road when this black Camry ('Big for nothing' as its generally called) pulled over. The driver offered to give me a lift; of course that's what I was looking out for. So I jumped at the offer. But, I didn't forget  to tell him that Ben would be coming along if he (the driver) didn't mind. He shrugged and said "no problem".

Ben, who was just coming out of our flat, was surprised I had already nailed a lift, in a car for that matter (we served in a typical village in Enugu state where cars were hard to come by). ...http://decrystalife.blogspot.com/2018/08/my-nysc-experience-part-1.html
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