Pvt Home School trying to do push-ups with the help of
a battle buddy and the encouragement of everyone else
These entries are from the letters that Brandon has mailed to me.
Not
much has happen yet today, just a shot and breakfast. There was a guy
at my table who drew all the DS’s attention, he was shaking and not
looking to good. The DS asked him what was wrong and why he has a
medical bracelet on. He said the bracelet was because he wasn’t thinking
very good thoughts and he had to visit medical. The DS asked what was
wrong now and he said he couldn’t finish his food. The DS said well get
up and get out of here. Having four DS’s around your table while trying to eat
isn’t comfortable!
Now
onto a guy I’m going to call Private Home School. He seems to have
lived a very sheltered life. He is the guy who I think is going to
break. Today after breakfast right outside of the D-Fac he threw up! I
know my stomach hasn’t been right, but I hope that doesn’t happen to me.
While
in formation, a guy walked in with a DS. The DS said this guy loves ice
cream. That got my attention. The DS started yelling at him. He ended
saying “Ice cream is like sex for the first time. Once you start
enjoying it, it’s over!”
Right
now we’re in our barracks learning how to make our beds. Everyone was
done and shooting the poop (I was writing today’s note). The DS came in
and saw two people on their phones and took them away. Wonder what kind
of trouble we’ll be in? The DS was like a ninja, came in and nobody saw
him until it was too late.
So
just as I was about to write another update… DS comes in again all
pissed off. He “heard” someone whistle at a female sergeant. No
one did. I think he was still pissed off from the phone incident
earlier. We got our first official smoking. Everyone had to get in the
starting push-up position (the up position) and hold it while the DS
walked around asking who did it. No one fessed up, so the DS flipped a
few bunks then left.
Back
to Pvt.Home School...today is his 20th birthday. A bunch of guys wanted
him to do 20 push-ups. He was really struggling after 5. He’s gonna be
in some deep shit soon! I can’t believe he didn’t try to get in shape
before coming.
So
it's a bit later in the day and I’m pretty sore and tired. We had to
pack up everything and move our stuff to another barracks. I had my huge
bag, my laundry bag and my personal backpack all at the same time and
upstairs. It got a little warm. LOL! We also got our second smoking.
This time we started in the up position for pushup then DS said down,
everyone laid down and he screamed “Do not lay on the ground”. We had to
hold ourselves up about an inch off the ground. We only had to do a
few. Lots of grunts and groans, just a little taste of what’s to come.
Later
on…what a day. We have be on our feet so much today everyone was
complaining. Blisters and sore feet because of these new boots. “Number
One” nickname for this huge guy in our company, (number one is his
roster number and it just stuck) had to guard a guy in another company
most of the day. The guy went AWOL, just tried to run off the base! We
haven’t even started basic yet and this guy flipped out! With “runners” I
found out they take their shoelaces and they have a medical bracelet
on, Pretty crazy!
A clip from a DVD I purchased near the end of basic training.
This shows the process we went through to get our hair cuts at Fort Benning.
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