Hello IRON,
Hope you all are kicking ass and taking names. Normally I'd be right along side you, but that stupid thing called real life just got in the way.
I think most of you know that I'm in the military, Canadian Armed Forces to be precise. Right now, I'm an Instructor on a BMQ-L course.
I'm off today, after spending the last few weeks run off my bloody feet.
This is the first course I've had to teach. I didn't know what to expect. I spent a week going over my drills for the C-9, M-72, hand grenades, battle procedure, learning how to teach that stuff to a bunch of new recruits.
I've had very early mornings and very late nights. This past Monday (21 Oct), I started at 4:00 and ended my day at 22:00. Woke up again the next morning at 4:00 and started again.
Hell, this afternoon, I was about to crack a cold beer, and the damn phone went off. One of our creatures was missing a bolt. Well, just f##k me.
We found it, and corrected the problem.
I'm enjoying being a Course NCO. It's really rewarding.
I get to encourage, develop and motivate new soldiers.
On Monday (21 Oct), I was out for a 5 k run with the platoon. As Marching NCO, I had to stay back with the slow runners (I'm not that fast myself). I was running alongside this recruit, she was struggling. I knew she was in pain.
I looked at her and said, "Keep going. I don't care how fast you are. I'm proud of you. You haven't given up. You've done your best, and I've got a lot of respect for that."
I watched as she raised her head, and between gasps said, "Thank you Master Corporal."
Today, one of my recruits said to me, "Master Corporal, we appreciate you."
I said, "Why, because I'm not your typical Army Instructor."
He looked at me and said "Yes, that why we appreciate you "
It fills me with an intense sense of pride to be able to give back to an organization that has given me so much.