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Corp member visits her mum at the market to salute her after completing NYSC programme (Video)

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A young lady who just completed her National Youth Service Corps (NYSC) programme, has melted hearts of many online with the way she chose to celebrate.

On the day she passed out, the corp member paid a surprise visit to her mother who fries and sells local snacks at the market.

She rocked her NYSC uniform as she stormed her mother’s stall and gave salutations to the woman responsible for training her.

The proud daughter also presented her NYSC discharge certificate to her dear mother, who was also happy.

They both hugged after the girl’s dramatic display in public. The graduate appreciated God for the type of parents she was blessed with.

She alsp prayed to be fortunate enough to get a better job, now that she is officially a graduate recognised by law.

“Tears of joy only I am very grateful to God for giving me this woman and my dad, Ya Allah provide a better job for me,” she wrote in the clip.

Watch the video below..

@karimahomobola1 Tears of joy only 😊😊😊 i am very grateful to God for giving me this woman and my dad, Ya Allah provide a better jof for me 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻 #karimahomobola #fyb #fybシ #tiktok #viral #viralvideo #nysc #nyscnigeria @Pulse Nigeria ♬ original sound – smediaconcept

In similar news, a corp member, Obinna Gabriel, has celebrated his mum while sharing an emotional story of the challenges his family faced and his mother’s dedication to work to so they can come out of the trying times.

After concluding his mandatory one year National Youth Service programme, he went online to reveal that his mum hustled hard to train him and his five siblings while living in a one-room apartment in Lagos state. He disclosed that his family has been living in the same apartment since 1990.

He shared photos on Twitter and wrote; ”I write this with all of my heart. For 32 years now (since November 30, 1990, my mum came to Lagos), we have lived in one-room ‘face me I deck you’ in Orile Iganmu where my parents birthed all six of us.

My mum hustle real hard to see us survive. My dad (of blessed memory) did his best, though late now. Poverty held us by our throats, I can’t forget one Chinedu whom we almost ruined with everyday garri and rice on credit (I hope I find him soon).

I somehow was brilliant in school. I was always taking first position in primary and my mum would always buy turkey for me every night of the day we collect report card. Bruhhh that turkey dey ginger me to serious. She was always proud to attend ‘End of the Year Party’ because her son must collect prize.”

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