I can hear the voice of the sergeant behind me telling me “go faster, take longer strides!”, as I am trying to catch up to my platoon. As I slowly start to fall behind from my platoon. I feel like an outsider, and I began to question why am I even here? I try going faster, and taking longer strides, but they seem more far away with each step. Now I feel like I don’t belong there anymore, and I fade away recalling the first time I stepped a foot in Virginia Military Institute.
Going to VMI for the first time was exciting, and intimidating. I was amazed looking at their facilities and campus. It was all good and wonderful until I went the second time for the actual class, and physical training. The class was too small for all forty cadets. When I walked in there were no seats available, and all of the VMI freshman, or also known as the rats, were staring at us the nULLs from Mary Baldwin. For about …show more content…
I already know I’m going to fall behind, but I said I would try my hardest not to. None of the rats wanted to be behind me, because they knew I was short with short strides, and it would make them fall behind as well. We finally get to our camping site, and began to prepare for the night. Day two was full of training. The rats did not want to work with the nULLs, but too bad because they had to. I quickly grasp what was being taught, and could perform well in the leadership scenarios. I began to feel good about myself. The rats began to act less uptight, and started to work as a team. Until day three of training. On day three of training we had to march back to VMI campus. We were all rushed back to the site. I was behind struggling with the branches, and BAM! I fail on my face against the branches. As one of my sister nULLs tries to pick me up the sergeant tells her no “ leave her there” he said. They all continued to march. Again, I was the outsider, or the weakest link, so who
Going to VMI for the first time was exciting, and intimidating. I was amazed looking at their facilities and campus. It was all good and wonderful until I went the second time for the actual class, and physical training. The class was too small for all forty cadets. When I walked in there were no seats available, and all of the VMI freshman, or also known as the rats, were staring at us the nULLs from Mary Baldwin. For about …show more content…
I already know I’m going to fall behind, but I said I would try my hardest not to. None of the rats wanted to be behind me, because they knew I was short with short strides, and it would make them fall behind as well. We finally get to our camping site, and began to prepare for the night. Day two was full of training. The rats did not want to work with the nULLs, but too bad because they had to. I quickly grasp what was being taught, and could perform well in the leadership scenarios. I began to feel good about myself. The rats began to act less uptight, and started to work as a team. Until day three of training. On day three of training we had to march back to VMI campus. We were all rushed back to the site. I was behind struggling with the branches, and BAM! I fail on my face against the branches. As one of my sister nULLs tries to pick me up the sergeant tells her no “ leave her there” he said. They all continued to march. Again, I was the outsider, or the weakest link, so who