My Latest from Sam
15 Nov.
19:59
I am covered in bruises -- we did the low crawl and the high crawl ("high" still has the abdomen on the ground) for 60-70 meters. We were crawling in loamy sand, I don't know how my elbos got so banged up. We practiced traveling in a squad wedge formation, learned how to dig a "hasty" which is what they use instead of fox holes, very quickly reviewed radio procedure, learned how to set up 360 degree and triangular perimeters, identifying IED's, squad flanking movements after "contact" (IE - they're shooting at us), how to guard the entry of a Forward Operating Base and wha to do to the driver if there's anything suspicious, how to clear a room (the Army's acceptable casualty rate for clearing a room is 75% -- DS said if 4 people go in and 3 people get shot, the Army will say "good job") and the crawling.
16 Nov
11:10
Tell my first-born, please, that I am going to beat the hell out of him for lying to me about having to use those chin-up bars. There are 3 different exercises that we do - we start with shrugs, which are okay, then we go to full pull-ups (I mean it, I'm going to kick his cute little ass, he's got the training to patch himself back up now), and then we hang sideways and do bent leg lifts. Oh. My. Gawd. How could that little brat not warn his own dear mother?!? The guys, bless their heart, are absolutely great during this -- they get behind the weak ones and hold our feet, so we can use our legs, and they do half of the lifting. They have to do it for some of the guys, too, so I don't feel too badly about it.
We got to march to and from chow in a decent rain (I missed watching the moon while we did PT this morning). We've been sitting in an auditorium all morning while people made their travel arrangements. My ass hurts, my back hurts ... my whole upper body hurts. I actually feel very good after PT, but this sitting for 3 hours is killing me.
They fed us our first night in reception. They had plastic-wrapped trays with cans of pork & beans, vienna sausages, crackers & potted meat, juice ...
We saw footage of convoys driving through IED's - nothing graphic, just superficial damage like windshields cracking. I'm certainly not going to complain about my helmet again. It was sobering to see the soldiers moving with their weapons at low ready, like they are training us to do. I wonder how many of these 240 will survive the next 5 years.
20:52
Well, we spent the evening practicing the Swiss Seat belt tie, which is exactly what Walter taught me. I helped a few of the females out when it came time for everybody to practice - and some of the guys, too, I guess. At the end of all that, the DS made me a squad leader. The ones we'd been using were the ones who just happened to be in the spot on the first day that we lines up. Now's he's going by leadership. He held a meeting with his new "leadership" and told us he'd be utilizing the chain of command, so our squad comes to us, we go to the PG's, and they go to the DS. If we have any trouble, like anybody refusing to listen to us, then we take it to the DS and they'll discipline. I've been having trouble with a couple in particular who somehow always manage to end up next to me and have gone out of their way to let me know that they don't give a rat's ass if they get the whole platoon smoked, they will talk as much as they want. I simply cannot fathom that level of selfishness.
After I did the Swiss seat, I sat down and told our PG that was the most action my crotch had seen in 2 weeks. She lost it. Then she got onto me, because she said she hadn't been thinking about that and now she'd probably be thinking about it all night....
19 Nov
13:30
We've gone through our first locker inspection. Woo hoo. Some of the peole are getting together to creat a Platoon motto. The PG & APG had to work hard to find 3 males and 3 females who could work together without wanting to hump each other, that's why I'm left out of the group. JUST KIDDING!
19:15
I left some girls in shock and awe again. A guy suggested this for a platoon motto: "First we stop, then we gonna roll, then we gonna cock, let it go, let it go, 3rds gonna give it to ya." I said I didn't want to be sounding off about cock when I wasn't getting any. As I walked away, I heard, "Well, yeah, but I didn't expect that from her." I just giggled to myself, and remembered how much I thought I knew about love and sex at that age.
19:59
I am covered in bruises -- we did the low crawl and the high crawl ("high" still has the abdomen on the ground) for 60-70 meters. We were crawling in loamy sand, I don't know how my elbos got so banged up. We practiced traveling in a squad wedge formation, learned how to dig a "hasty" which is what they use instead of fox holes, very quickly reviewed radio procedure, learned how to set up 360 degree and triangular perimeters, identifying IED's, squad flanking movements after "contact" (IE - they're shooting at us), how to guard the entry of a Forward Operating Base and wha to do to the driver if there's anything suspicious, how to clear a room (the Army's acceptable casualty rate for clearing a room is 75% -- DS said if 4 people go in and 3 people get shot, the Army will say "good job") and the crawling.
16 Nov
11:10
Tell my first-born, please, that I am going to beat the hell out of him for lying to me about having to use those chin-up bars. There are 3 different exercises that we do - we start with shrugs, which are okay, then we go to full pull-ups (I mean it, I'm going to kick his cute little ass, he's got the training to patch himself back up now), and then we hang sideways and do bent leg lifts. Oh. My. Gawd. How could that little brat not warn his own dear mother?!? The guys, bless their heart, are absolutely great during this -- they get behind the weak ones and hold our feet, so we can use our legs, and they do half of the lifting. They have to do it for some of the guys, too, so I don't feel too badly about it.
We got to march to and from chow in a decent rain (I missed watching the moon while we did PT this morning). We've been sitting in an auditorium all morning while people made their travel arrangements. My ass hurts, my back hurts ... my whole upper body hurts. I actually feel very good after PT, but this sitting for 3 hours is killing me.
They fed us our first night in reception. They had plastic-wrapped trays with cans of pork & beans, vienna sausages, crackers & potted meat, juice ...
We saw footage of convoys driving through IED's - nothing graphic, just superficial damage like windshields cracking. I'm certainly not going to complain about my helmet again. It was sobering to see the soldiers moving with their weapons at low ready, like they are training us to do. I wonder how many of these 240 will survive the next 5 years.
20:52
Well, we spent the evening practicing the Swiss Seat belt tie, which is exactly what Walter taught me. I helped a few of the females out when it came time for everybody to practice - and some of the guys, too, I guess. At the end of all that, the DS made me a squad leader. The ones we'd been using were the ones who just happened to be in the spot on the first day that we lines up. Now's he's going by leadership. He held a meeting with his new "leadership" and told us he'd be utilizing the chain of command, so our squad comes to us, we go to the PG's, and they go to the DS. If we have any trouble, like anybody refusing to listen to us, then we take it to the DS and they'll discipline. I've been having trouble with a couple in particular who somehow always manage to end up next to me and have gone out of their way to let me know that they don't give a rat's ass if they get the whole platoon smoked, they will talk as much as they want. I simply cannot fathom that level of selfishness.
After I did the Swiss seat, I sat down and told our PG that was the most action my crotch had seen in 2 weeks. She lost it. Then she got onto me, because she said she hadn't been thinking about that and now she'd probably be thinking about it all night....
19 Nov
13:30
We've gone through our first locker inspection. Woo hoo. Some of the peole are getting together to creat a Platoon motto. The PG & APG had to work hard to find 3 males and 3 females who could work together without wanting to hump each other, that's why I'm left out of the group. JUST KIDDING!
19:15
I left some girls in shock and awe again. A guy suggested this for a platoon motto: "First we stop, then we gonna roll, then we gonna cock, let it go, let it go, 3rds gonna give it to ya." I said I didn't want to be sounding off about cock when I wasn't getting any. As I walked away, I heard, "Well, yeah, but I didn't expect that from her." I just giggled to myself, and remembered how much I thought I knew about love and sex at that age.
posted by Anonymous | 11/24/2006 01:37:00 PM
5 Comments:
That's my girl. Give 'em hell, Sammie baby!
Rob laughed out loud at the cock part, and said he wasn't at all surprised that you've been recognized as a leader, Sammie.
Er...wait...that didn't quite come out like I meant it.
If they only knew you the way we did they wouldn't have been surprised at all. Heehee!!
I'm not surprised you were selected as squad leader either.
Careful there, Sammie! All that talk about PT and sex is gonna heve Biscuit enlisting.
Careful there, Sammie! All that talk about PT and sex is gonna heve Biscuit enlisting.
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