The biggest trip of my life was to Columbia, Georgia, for Klay's Special Graduation; Klay is my older brother. I don't travel much, so that trip was big. I was asleep. It was 4:30 in the morning, or was it 2:30, I can't remember. "Time to go." Momma called from my door. I jumped out of bed, and rushed to the bathroom, ready to go. Grabbing my bag, I headed out to the van, with my siblings: Eternity, Doogle and Grace and my Mom and Dad. Bubba, my big brother; his wife, Casey; and their daughter, Skylar, were following in their red truck. Sitting in the back, I had a chance to catch up on some sleep, but I was too excited. Not only was this the first time I had gone farther than Statesboro, but I was going to see Klay for the first time
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Driving on, we drove to our hotel. It was two stories, with outer stairs connecting them; our room was on the second floor, third or fourth door. Inside reminded me of a log cabin, not by the look but the feel. It was dark, but not dreary; and it had a cable T.V, with over 1,000 channels and nothing on, or so it seemed to me. After settling in, we headed out to the military base. The building we went to was open to the outside, with cement pillars holding up a cement roof. I stood there waiting for something to happen, when all of the sudden, there was a burst of smoke from the left. It stank bad. From the middle of the smoke come about 42 soldiers, each in perfect uniform. They stood in …show more content…
And sure enough, there was Klay, getting ready for his Bluecord ceremony. He had been in boot camp for months, and now he was graduating. I tried to pay attention, but it was so cold, it was all I could think about. The new recruits, on the other hand, stood at attention, listening to the speech. When the speech was nearing its end, the man shouted, "Drop and give me 10!" Which of course every recruit did, much to my amusement. After they got up, they were free to talk. Klay came over; Sabrina, his ex-wife, put his bluecord around his right arm. Leaving the 'auditorium', we all went to a McDonalds, then back to the hotel. Heading out the next morning, we checked out of the hotel and headed down to the field. We had all sat down on the bone-chilling, metal seats, when there was a gun shot and some smoke, on the other side of the field. Klay, with a line of soldiers, emerged from the smoke; marching up to the seats, they received their badges. Though the ceremony only took about an hour, my toes were half-frozen, and hurting, by the time I got back into the
Driving on, we drove to our hotel. It was two stories, with outer stairs connecting them; our room was on the second floor, third or fourth door. Inside reminded me of a log cabin, not by the look but the feel. It was dark, but not dreary; and it had a cable T.V, with over 1,000 channels and nothing on, or so it seemed to me. After settling in, we headed out to the military base. The building we went to was open to the outside, with cement pillars holding up a cement roof. I stood there waiting for something to happen, when all of the sudden, there was a burst of smoke from the left. It stank bad. From the middle of the smoke come about 42 soldiers, each in perfect uniform. They stood in …show more content…
And sure enough, there was Klay, getting ready for his Bluecord ceremony. He had been in boot camp for months, and now he was graduating. I tried to pay attention, but it was so cold, it was all I could think about. The new recruits, on the other hand, stood at attention, listening to the speech. When the speech was nearing its end, the man shouted, "Drop and give me 10!" Which of course every recruit did, much to my amusement. After they got up, they were free to talk. Klay came over; Sabrina, his ex-wife, put his bluecord around his right arm. Leaving the 'auditorium', we all went to a McDonalds, then back to the hotel. Heading out the next morning, we checked out of the hotel and headed down to the field. We had all sat down on the bone-chilling, metal seats, when there was a gun shot and some smoke, on the other side of the field. Klay, with a line of soldiers, emerged from the smoke; marching up to the seats, they received their badges. Though the ceremony only took about an hour, my toes were half-frozen, and hurting, by the time I got back into the