Re: My Experience With The Wife Of A Major In The Nigerian Army by MummyD2020(f): 12:54pm On Sep 26, 2021 |
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Re: My Experience With The Wife Of A Major In The Nigerian Army by Sunnydoo: 1:00pm On Sep 26, 2021 |
This should be a season film. Nice story telling. |
Re: My Experience With The Wife Of A Major In The Nigerian Army by Themandator: 1:03pm On Sep 26, 2021 |
That Major if still alive and in the military should be a Full colonel or Brigadier by now and you dey write with specific locations to now give am an international embarrassment when he was concerned about native one Lindner: Long story!!
In an interview, I was asked to narrate a really tensed sitiation and how I navigated it.
I remembered my NYSC days, I lived inside Letmauck Cantonement, Mokola Barracks, Ibadan. Year was 2008.
The wife of an Army Officer( a Major) hired me to tutor their three young kids after school. Unknown to me, it was the woman that needed tutoring on how to read English(she couldn't read nor write). She spoke only pidgin.
We agreed the fees (weekly), and I started. She would later open up to me that she needed tutoring as well. For a relatively long time, I didnt meet the Major himself. I would have left before he returned from work. I was a teacher at St Luis Grammar school just behind the barracks.
Long story short, I started teaching the woman too after she increased my weekly fee. But I noticed the woman would rather gist with me than learn. Being a student of emotional intelligence myself, I reckoned she needed someone to gist with in that ghostly environment like the Officer's Quaters. A full time house wife and in that environment. The other end of the barrack where soldiers ans corpers live was more fun and populated . As long as I was paid, we would gist all afternoon. We soon became friends. I even stopped teaching the kids. They were super sharp, intelligent, restless and troublesome. But every Friday, she never missed my payment.
One faithful Friday afternoon, the Major came home early, that was the first time I ever saw his face. I rightly assumed all the money I was being handsomely paid came from him since the wife was a full house wife.
I stood up to greet him but I couldn't tell if he was angry, sad or just being his military self. He didn't bother to respond, he just went upstairs. His wife followed him immediately.
After about 15 minutes, he came back to join me. He asked how much I was being paid, I told him. He asked if his wife mentioned why she needed to learn how to read, I told him I assumed it was for self improvement. Meanwhile, I had been collecting money weekly for several weeks and this woman could not read jack. We would rather chat, gist and laugh.
The Major went to the TV area and gave me a card, it was their wedding invitation card in 2 weeks time. He mentioned that they never got married before the kids. In short, at the wedding, the woman would be required to read a long vow or something like that. It was a Methodist or Anglican church along Bodija.
He said, given his status both in the church and in the army, he must not be embarrassed by his wife's inability to read. That was the whole reason for the lesson that we turned into chatting sessions. He said it was mandatory that I attended to witness the result of my tutoring. The whole conversion lasted for about 10 minutes and it sounded more like subtle threats and one man trying to dominate another man.
How did the woman not mention her wedding and the real reason she was learning how to read? How could I make her read in two weeks? Should we just memorize the whole text of the program? My mind started racing. I lived at the other end of the barracks, the Major knows where I worked as well. No way I could escape. I had collected a lot of money already and I was 100% certain he would be embarrassed on that day.
I did what I could in two weeks. Attending the wedding for me was like a cow going to the slaughter. My heart was pounding and was literally in my mouth. I knew the woman could not still read even after practicing the texts many times.
It was a beautiful military wedding. I sat at the back, then two guys came and said something like "O boy, oga say make we sit beside you". Which oga? They said "Major". I knew I was in deep shit. Prior to that time, a corper colleague had to be locked up in the guard room for dating a soldier's sister. Ordinary soldier. This was a Major about to be embarrassed in front of his friends, colleagues, juniors and church members. Of course, he wouldn't beat his wife, I figured I would carry all the blame and possibly return every penny I collected.
Sitting through the wedding was the most tensed period of my entire adult life. Gruelling 3 hours!. Second was waiting for my HIV test result. Of course, she fumbled, woefully at that. It was a disaster. That moment you want to hide under the seat. The officiating minster had to take charge of the situation to save face. I'm sure he wasn't aware.
As they where matching out of the church through the guards or what do they call them. Those guys that carry sticks and couples pass under them. I was seriously looking at the Major's face. His facial expression would inform me of my likely fate. His face was always expressionless but today, it was important to read those expressions so as to know my next line of action. Either to pick the next available bus back to my state and never return or something like that. But again, there's the problem of the soldiers beside me.
Conclusion.
The Major didn't have my time on that day, I guess he was occupied with the guests and all. I got lost in the crowd but never returned home directly. I slept at a colleagues room like 10 blocks away from ours. I could remember, ours was block 36 Engineering block. The soldiers sent to sit next to me also probably didn't know the reason and we all dispersed. My room mate and other corper colleagues that knew the background were waiting for the full gist of what happened. That night, I was waiting for that "gulf 3" visit. Gulf car was reigning at the time. They used gulf to pick you up to treat unofficial f**k ups.
The next day, I received a call from the Major's wife to come down to the Officer's Quarters. She didn't thank me for attending the wedding or for my tutoring or say anything that I could draw conclusions on about the mood of the situation. I was too paralysed to even congratulate her. Why would she be the one to call me given what happened at the wedding? I had heard all sorts of stories about what happens in the guard room, true or untrue, I never wanted to experience any of it. I put myself in the Major's shoes. No man should experience what he passed though in those few minutes at the altar. The Church became very quiet. Some people could not even look up.
Approaching the building, I saw the Major and one of the soldiers from yesterday and behold, the Gulf car!!.
I went straight down on my knees and then on my chest, flat on the floor in public view. My colleague had told me that was the only way I could lessen my punishment. But the Officer's Quaters was too quiet and lonely to gain any public pity and possibly help. The Major looked confused. I started apologizing and promised to even refund him. His kids (2 boys, 1 girl) started laughing.
The wife came out laughing as well, but in her hands was what I would later find out to be cake wrapped in those aluminium foils for me. The Major and the soldier just looked at me as if I was less of a man, rolling on the floor without even being accused of anything yet. Apparently, the Gulf car belonged to the soldier. The poor man was not even angry at me. I died multiple times throughout the night thinking about what evil was about to befall me. But all was just in my mind.
The wife would later tell me that she warned her husband before the Wedding not to waste his money on tutoring her. She felt she was hopeless at education.
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Re: My Experience With The Wife Of A Major In The Nigerian Army by Gee64: 1:19pm On Sep 26, 2021 |
I was waiting for you to say you banged the officer's wife....you would have been writing this piece without a head now.
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Re: My Experience With The Wife Of A Major In The Nigerian Army by Epicji: 1:31pm On Sep 26, 2021 |
SarkinYarki:
Nobody will give any major a duplex in any barriack ...na here you lie How many majors do u have in d army then how many do u have in that barracks |
Re: My Experience With The Wife Of A Major In The Nigerian Army by Emaprince: 1:31pm On Sep 26, 2021 |
Lindner:
This is absolutely no fiction. Thank God the interviewers didn't feel this way. They had my CV and saw where I served. I later went on to do my masters at the University of Ibadan. Anyway, I have no control over what you choose to believe. Just my little frightening experience. I thought your story was about to go the direction of the lonely woman wanting some intimacy with ya. Anyway, I served in an army Barack. Second armoured division rukuba, Jos. I was a teacher in their school. Our first orientation was to stay away from dating students which I obeyed fully cos I hated anything that will dent my reputation. I didn't also want to disappoint my parents. But those female senior students were damn too beautiful and tempting. A lot of them were on my case. They needed my attention so bad. I even rejected teaching the senior class and went for jss2 cos I naturally love kids. Now my major temptation was one hot female teacher who was married to a lieutenant(I think). He was a senior officer and the one in charge of the officers mess. The woman was also a teacher in same command school were I was posted. I noticed that When I look her direction, she must stare at me as though she been expecting it or probably noticing with her side eye. It got to a point she found out the officers boys quarters where I was staying...and would always drive through my side to take me along with herself to school. One day, on our way to school, I looked at the steering..then to her face, omo, the way she stared like a lost person right in my eyes...fear catch me. I thought of the punishment I would get from just been too close to her and how it may affect my NYSC programme . After that day, I started avoiding her. I would leave through the back yard and navigate my way through uncomfortable paths. These officers wives are totally neglected and lonely. 8 Likes |
Re: My Experience With The Wife Of A Major In The Nigerian Army by abimic(m): 1:34pm On Sep 26, 2021 |
Some women married to soldiers are really nice, my encounter with one whose husband is one of the ogas at ikeja cantonment close to Maryland was fine too. Even in her disappointment, she was very happy and friendly. 2 Likes |
Re: My Experience With The Wife Of A Major In The Nigerian Army by Soulmate25: 1:39pm On Sep 26, 2021 |
Beautiful piece.... |
Re: My Experience With The Wife Of A Major In The Nigerian Army by decub: 1:39pm On Sep 26, 2021 |
Lindner:
This is absolutely no fiction. Thank God the interviewers didn't feel this way. They had my CV and saw where I served. I later went on to do my masters at the University of Ibadan. Anyway, I have no control over what you choose to believe. Just my little frightening experience. Fiction or real, you are a good writer. 1 Like |
Re: My Experience With The Wife Of A Major In The Nigerian Army by marsup: 1:42pm On Sep 26, 2021 |
Lindner:
This is absolutely no fiction. Thank God the interviewers didn't feel this way. They had my CV and saw where I served. I later went on to do my masters at the University of Ibadan. Anyway, I have no control over what you choose to believe. Just my little frightening experience. This will make for a good comedy. Can I transform it into a script? 1 Like |
Re: My Experience With The Wife Of A Major In The Nigerian Army by Emaprince: 1:47pm On Sep 26, 2021 |
Tobiloba24072:
What made me believe this story is true, is your statement that the officers quarters been very quiet and the other ranks been very active. You can come out in an officers quarters during the day, and not see a single soul outside.
Exactly. Soldiers side na ghetto. Too much noise and members of the public have access to that side unlike officers quarters where you barely see a soldier sef unless he is on an errand/assignment. Same thing with officers club/mess where soldiers have no access to except officers themselves and corp members. 1 Like |
Re: My Experience With The Wife Of A Major In The Nigerian Army by Emaprince: 1:51pm On Sep 26, 2021 |
profMANNY: The fact that you mentioned the Gulf car made me believe your story. It was the reigning thing around 2007 to 2009 among army officers. I was in the barracks then as well. Blue colored gulf mostly |
Re: My Experience With The Wife Of A Major In The Nigerian Army by diplomat058(m): 1:57pm On Sep 26, 2021 |
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Re: My Experience With The Wife Of A Major In The Nigerian Army by 1F30M4(f): 2:01pm On Sep 26, 2021 |
Absolutely enjoyed reading this.. Glad things turned out better than it seemed it would. 2 Likes |
Re: My Experience With The Wife Of A Major In The Nigerian Army by emmyseg(m): 2:03pm On Sep 26, 2021 |
How it's very much possible 22o62021: You wrote this from your imaginations |
Re: My Experience With The Wife Of A Major In The Nigerian Army by Mentcee(m): 2:06pm On Sep 26, 2021 |
Lindner: Long story!!
In an interview, I was asked to narrate a really tensed sitiation and how I navigated it.
I remembered my NYSC days, I lived inside Letmauck Cantonement, Mokola Barracks, Ibadan. Year was 2008.
The wife of an Army Officer( a Major) hired me to tutor their three young kids after school. Unknown to me, it was the woman that needed tutoring on how to read English(she couldn't read nor write). She spoke only pidgin.
We agreed the fees (weekly), and I started. She would later open up to me that she needed tutoring as well. For a relatively long time, I didnt meet the Major himself. I would have left before he returned from work. I was a teacher at St Luis Grammar school just behind the barracks.
Long story short, I started teaching the woman too after she increased my weekly fee. But I noticed the woman would rather gist with me than learn. Being a student of emotional intelligence myself, I reckoned she needed someone to gist with in that ghostly environment like the Officer's Quaters. A full time house wife and in that environment. The other end of the barrack where soldiers ans corpers live was more fun and populated . As long as I was paid, we would gist all afternoon. We soon became friends. I even stopped teaching the kids. They were super sharp, intelligent, restless and troublesome. But every Friday, she never missed my payment.
One faithful Friday afternoon, the Major came home early, that was the first time I ever saw his face. I rightly assumed all the money I was being handsomely paid came from him since the wife was a full house wife.
I stood up to greet him but I couldn't tell if he was angry, sad or just being his military self. He didn't bother to respond, he just went upstairs. His wife followed him immediately.
After about 15 minutes, he came back to join me. He asked how much I was being paid, I told him. He asked if his wife mentioned why she needed to learn how to read, I told him I assumed it was for self improvement. Meanwhile, I had been collecting money weekly for several weeks and this woman could not read jack. We would rather chat, gist and laugh.
The Major went to the TV area and gave me a card, it was their wedding invitation card in 2 weeks time. He mentioned that they never got married before the kids. In short, at the wedding, the woman would be required to read a long vow or something like that. It was a Methodist or Anglican church along Bodija.
He said, given his status both in the church and in the army, he must not be embarrassed by his wife's inability to read. That was the whole reason for the lesson that we turned into chatting sessions. He said it was mandatory that I attended to witness the result of my tutoring. The whole conversion lasted for about 10 minutes and it sounded more like subtle threats and one man trying to dominate another man.
How did the woman not mention her wedding and the real reason she was learning how to read? How could I make her read in two weeks? Should we just memorize the whole text of the program? My mind started racing. I lived at the other end of the barracks, the Major knows where I worked as well. No way I could escape. I had collected a lot of money already and I was 100% certain he would be embarrassed on that day.
I did what I could in two weeks. Attending the wedding for me was like a cow going to the slaughter. My heart was pounding and was literally in my mouth. I knew the woman could not still read even after practicing the texts many times.
It was a beautiful military wedding. I sat at the back, then two guys came and said something like "O boy, oga say make we sit beside you". Which oga? They said "Major". I knew I was in deep shit. Prior to that time, a corper colleague had to be locked up in the guard room for dating a soldier's sister. Ordinary soldier. This was a Major about to be embarrassed in front of his friends, colleagues, juniors and church members. Of course, he wouldn't beat his wife, I figured I would carry all the blame and possibly return every penny I collected.
Sitting through the wedding was the most tensed period of my entire adult life. Gruelling 3 hours!. Second was waiting for my HIV test result. Of course, she fumbled, woefully at that. It was a disaster. That moment you want to hide under the seat. The officiating minster had to take charge of the situation to save face. I'm sure he wasn't aware.
As they where matching out of the church through the guards or what do they call them. Those guys that carry sticks and couples pass under them. I was seriously looking at the Major's face. His facial expression would inform me of my likely fate. His face was always expressionless but today, it was important to read those expressions so as to know my next line of action. Either to pick the next available bus back to my state and never return or something like that. But again, there's the problem of the soldiers beside me.
Conclusion.
The Major didn't have my time on that day, I guess he was occupied with the guests and all. I got lost in the crowd but never returned home directly. I slept at a colleagues room like 10 blocks away from ours. I could remember, ours was block 36 Engineering block. The soldiers sent to sit next to me also probably didn't know the reason and we all dispersed. My room mate and other corper colleagues that knew the background were waiting for the full gist of what happened. That night, I was waiting for that "gulf 3" visit. Gulf car was reigning at the time. They used gulf to pick you up to treat unofficial f**k ups.
The next day, I received a call from the Major's wife to come down to the Officer's Quarters. She didn't thank me for attending the wedding or for my tutoring or say anything that I could draw conclusions on about the mood of the situation. I was too paralysed to even congratulate her. Why would she be the one to call me given what happened at the wedding? I had heard all sorts of stories about what happens in the guard room, true or untrue, I never wanted to experience any of it. I put myself in the Major's shoes. No man should experience what he passed though in those few minutes at the altar. The Church became very quiet. Some people could not even look up.
Approaching the building, I saw the Major and one of the soldiers from yesterday and behold, the Gulf car!!.
I went straight down on my knees and then on my chest, flat on the floor in public view. My colleague had told me that was the only way I could lessen my punishment. But the Officer's Quaters was too quiet and lonely to gain any public pity and possibly help. The Major looked confused. I started apologizing and promised to even refund him. His kids (2 boys, 1 girl) started laughing.
The wife came out laughing as well, but in her hands was what I would later find out to be cake wrapped in those aluminium foils for me. The Major and the soldier just looked at me as if I was less of a man, rolling on the floor without even being accused of anything yet. Apparently, the Gulf car belonged to the soldier. The poor man was not even angry at me. I died multiple times throughout the night thinking about what evil was about to befall me. But all was just in my mind.
The wife would later tell me that she warned her husband before the Wedding not to waste his money on tutoring her. She felt she was hopeless at education.
This is how to narrate a story... Vivid description of events to make you have a clear mental view of events... Nna, thanks for sharing. 5 Likes |
Re: My Experience With The Wife Of A Major In The Nigerian Army by RockhouseCafe: 2:19pm On Sep 26, 2021 |
Firstorderwizard: This may sound like fiction but I can relate. I came across one whose husband is super rich I repeat super rich and She owns a supermarket (via the husband). However she can speak but can't write. But in terms of beauty she's 10/10.
Same here. I know a deplomat serving in one of our embassy in a francophones west African country whose wife 10/10 beauty wise with enough front and back but can't read nor write. She manages to speak though. |
Re: My Experience With The Wife Of A Major In The Nigerian Army by RockhouseCafe: 2:21pm On Sep 26, 2021 |
[quote author=decub post=106187634] Fiction or real, you are a good writer. [/quote
Agree |
Re: My Experience With The Wife Of A Major In The Nigerian Army by Manshot1: 2:23pm On Sep 26, 2021 |
emmanok24:
You wan buy job be dat ooo If barrack pussssy dey I no go mind ooo |
Re: My Experience With The Wife Of A Major In The Nigerian Army by frankmoney(m): 2:36pm On Sep 26, 2021 |
In as much as your story is interesting . It's a crime for a soldier to harm you when you haven't committed any crime , it's an anomaly infact |
Re: My Experience With The Wife Of A Major In The Nigerian Army by Agadinaagwuofe: 2:37pm On Sep 26, 2021 |
Lindner:
I wish you would truly believe me. I could have mentioned the Major's name but that would not be nice. But the name of the GOC at the barracks at the time was Brigadier General Chukwu. Any corper or soldier who lived at Lemauck Cantonement between 2008 or 2009 reading this could confirm this. Corpers occupied 130 rooms in the barrack so we were quite many. I don't know about now. You were very correct! I served in Ibadan within the same period and lived also in Mokola barracks.. I am sure you will know me. Brigadier Gen Chukwu (Very fair man). I believe your story jor! 2 Likes |
Re: My Experience With The Wife Of A Major In The Nigerian Army by Sammology: 2:41pm On Sep 26, 2021 |
Junior waec literature How much is the novel |
Re: My Experience With The Wife Of A Major In The Nigerian Army by Babydaddymateri(m): 2:41pm On Sep 26, 2021 |
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Re: My Experience With The Wife Of A Major In The Nigerian Army by Manshot1: 2:44pm On Sep 26, 2021 |
Frankwest77: Wow, What a Story! Letmauck Cantonement happens to be my Barrack, I know the blocks and quarters so Much like the back of my palm! Sometimes, we worry so much about what might not even happen Are you a soldier bro?and do you serve in Ibadan?I'll love to be friends with soldiers you know if you don't mind |
Re: My Experience With The Wife Of A Major In The Nigerian Army by seyz91(m): 3:01pm On Sep 26, 2021 |
Lindner: Long story!!
In an interview, I was asked to narrate a really tensed sitiation and how I navigated it.
I remembered my NYSC days, I lived inside Letmauck Cantonement, Mokola Barracks, Ibadan. Year was 2008.
The wife of an Army Officer( a Major) hired me to tutor their three young kids after school. Unknown to me, it was the woman that needed tutoring on how to read English(she couldn't read nor write). She spoke only pidgin.
We agreed the fees (weekly), and I started. She would later open up to me that she needed tutoring as well. For a relatively long time, I didnt meet the Major himself. I would have left before he returned from work. I was a teacher at St Luis Grammar school just behind the barracks.
Long story short, I started teaching the woman too after she increased my weekly fee. But I noticed the woman would rather gist with me than learn. Being a student of emotional intelligence myself, I reckoned she needed someone to gist with in that ghostly environment like the Officer's Quaters. A full time house wife and in that environment. The other end of the barrack where soldiers ans corpers live was more fun and populated . As long as I was paid, we would gist all afternoon. We soon became friends. I even stopped teaching the kids. They were super sharp, intelligent, restless and troublesome. But every Friday, she never missed my payment.
One faithful Friday afternoon, the Major came home early, that was the first time I ever saw his face. I rightly assumed all the money I was being handsomely paid came from him since the wife was a full house wife.
I stood up to greet him but I couldn't tell if he was angry, sad or just being his military self. He didn't bother to respond, he just went upstairs. His wife followed him immediately.
After about 15 minutes, he came back to join me. He asked how much I was being paid, I told him. He asked if his wife mentioned why she needed to learn how to read, I told him I assumed it was for self improvement. Meanwhile, I had been collecting money weekly for several weeks and this woman could not read jack. We would rather chat, gist and laugh.
The Major went to the TV area and gave me a card, it was their wedding invitation card in 2 weeks time. He mentioned that they never got married before the kids. In short, at the wedding, the woman would be required to read a long vow or something like that. It was a Methodist or Anglican church along Bodija.
He said, given his status both in the church and in the army, he must not be embarrassed by his wife's inability to read. That was the whole reason for the lesson that we turned into chatting sessions. He said it was mandatory that I attended to witness the result of my tutoring. The whole conversion lasted for about 10 minutes and it sounded more like subtle threats and one man trying to dominate another man.
How did the woman not mention her wedding and the real reason she was learning how to read? How could I make her read in two weeks? Should we just memorize the whole text of the program? My mind started racing. I lived at the other end of the barracks, the Major knows where I worked as well. No way I could escape. I had collected a lot of money already and I was 100% certain he would be embarrassed on that day.
I did what I could in two weeks. Attending the wedding for me was like a cow going to the slaughter. My heart was pounding and was literally in my mouth. I knew the woman could not still read even after practicing the texts many times.
It was a beautiful military wedding. I sat at the back, then two guys came and said something like "O boy, oga say make we sit beside you". Which oga? They said "Major". I knew I was in deep shit. Prior to that time, a corper colleague had to be locked up in the guard room for dating a soldier's sister. Ordinary soldier. This was a Major about to be embarrassed in front of his friends, colleagues, juniors and church members. Of course, he wouldn't beat his wife, I figured I would carry all the blame and possibly return every penny I collected.
Sitting through the wedding was the most tensed period of my entire adult life. Gruelling 3 hours!. Second was waiting for my HIV test result. Of course, she fumbled, woefully at that. It was a disaster. That moment you want to hide under the seat. The officiating minster had to take charge of the situation to save face. I'm sure he wasn't aware.
As they where matching out of the church through the guards or what do they call them. Those guys that carry sticks and couples pass under them. I was seriously looking at the Major's face. His facial expression would inform me of my likely fate. His face was always expressionless but today, it was important to read those expressions so as to know my next line of action. Either to pick the next available bus back to my state and never return or something like that. But again, there's the problem of the soldiers beside me.
Conclusion.
The Major didn't have my time on that day, I guess he was occupied with the guests and all. I got lost in the crowd but never returned home directly. I slept at a colleagues room like 10 blocks away from ours. I could remember, ours was block 36 Engineering block. The soldiers sent to sit next to me also probably didn't know the reason and we all dispersed. My room mate and other corper colleagues that knew the background were waiting for the full gist of what happened. That night, I was waiting for that "gulf 3" visit. Gulf car was reigning at the time. They used gulf to pick you up to treat unofficial f**k ups.
The next day, I received a call from the Major's wife to come down to the Officer's Quarters. She didn't thank me for attending the wedding or for my tutoring or say anything that I could draw conclusions on about the mood of the situation. I was too paralysed to even congratulate her. Why would she be the one to call me given what happened at the wedding? I had heard all sorts of stories about what happens in the guard room, true or untrue, I never wanted to experience any of it. I put myself in the Major's shoes. No man should experience what he passed though in those few minutes at the altar. The Church became very quiet. Some people could not even look up.
Approaching the building, I saw the Major and one of the soldiers from yesterday and behold, the Gulf car!!.
I went straight down on my knees and then on my chest, flat on the floor in public view. My colleague had told me that was the only way I could lessen my punishment. But the Officer's Quaters was too quiet and lonely to gain any public pity and possibly help. The Major looked confused. I started apologizing and promised to even refund him. His kids (2 boys, 1 girl) started laughing.
The wife came out laughing as well, but in her hands was what I would later find out to be cake wrapped in those aluminium foils for me. The Major and the soldier just looked at me as if I was less of a man, rolling on the floor without even being accused of anything yet. Apparently, the Gulf car belonged to the soldier. The poor man was not even angry at me. I died multiple times throughout the night thinking about what evil was about to befall me. But all was just in my mind.
The wife would later tell me that she warned her husband before the Wedding not to waste his money on tutoring her. She felt she was hopeless at education.
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Re: My Experience With The Wife Of A Major In The Nigerian Army by Crucialgem(m): 3:12pm On Sep 26, 2021 |
First of all op your story is very nice and real and l like your writing skill. But st the time you and that major wife is bounding dont tell me she wouldn't have mentioned anything like wedding to you
And secondly, how you take get mind to they bound with military man wife, you no dey fear |
Re: My Experience With The Wife Of A Major In The Nigerian Army by Trybes(m): 3:17pm On Sep 26, 2021 |
Themandator:
That Major if still alive and in the military should be a Full colonel or Brigadier by now and you dey write with specific locations to now give am an international embarrassment when he was concerned about native one
He shouldn't have mention the name of the barrack and the GOC then. Let the doubters be. |
Re: My Experience With The Wife Of A Major In The Nigerian Army by queenitee(f): 3:43pm On Sep 26, 2021 |
NOETHNICITY: If ur story isn't fiction, if I was the major I would rather employ a female teacher, corper or not. The woman employed him and not the man and originally, she employed him for her kids according to her. In the story, he met the man maybe once or twice. And let’s say the major and his wife discussed about employing someone, it would be between them to know why they went for a male and not female, it has nothing to do with the op and who told you it wasn’t a female the major want but his wife didn’t agree? 1 Like |
Re: My Experience With The Wife Of A Major In The Nigerian Army by queenitee(f): 3:45pm On Sep 26, 2021 |
careytommy37: Beautiful fiction. You have a very imaginative mind. However, no major would marry an illiterate. I mean, it's not like we are in the 50s when women couldn't attend school. Most ordinary soldiers now are even married to graduates talk less of an officer. You can say she's not smart, but that she can't read? Definitely fiction. It’s not of recent and I’m sure the man didn’t start his career as a major, didn’t they already have 3 kids? 1 Like |
Re: My Experience With The Wife Of A Major In The Nigerian Army by queenitee(f): 3:48pm On Sep 26, 2021 |
hahn:
Beautiful read.
The most valuable lesson you should have learnt is this, "often to control a powerful person you need to find out who is controlling that powerful person and control them instead".
Obviously the soldier really loves his wife and since you got close to the wife there is no way she would allow anything bad happen to you. Exactly
You really had nothing to worry about |
Re: My Experience With The Wife Of A Major In The Nigerian Army by jagorinho: 3:49pm On Sep 26, 2021 |
hahn:
"often to control a powerful person you need to find out who is controlling that powerful person and control them instead".
Governor Mattawale abi Shatawale, give this guy some Zamfara Gold. 2 Likes 1 Share |
Re: My Experience With The Wife Of A Major In The Nigerian Army by BRATISLAVA: 3:55pm On Sep 26, 2021 |
Lindner:
This is absolutely no fiction. Thank God the interviewers didn't feel this way. They had my CV and saw where I served. I later went on to do my masters at the University of Ibadan. Anyway, I have no control over what you choose to believe. Just my little frightening experience. Beautifully written. Your students must have gained a lot from your lessons. |