Personal Narrative: My Failure In College

There I was, standing still, eyes straight forward, and I could feel the weight of all the stares upon my shoulders. I had failed. And everyone around me knew it. The worse kind of failure, the one you can’t hide. My job was to command the Junior varsity unarmed drill team for a A.F.J.R.O.T.C drill meet we had. We had spent countless hours practicing the same sequence over and over again, trying to perfect every move. An Hour and half every day after school. But when the time came, it was obvious I didn’t take practice as serious as my peers. During the sequence while I was commanding it, I forgot what came next, so I halted the flight of cadets, and stood there in silence with my military bearing. Everyone from my school and others were watching, and that is when I failed. After I had finished preforming, my chief pulled me aside and asked what happened. I simply explained I wasn’t prepared and didn’t take enough on my part to mesmerize the sequence. “Well, now you know the consequences of not studying”, chief said. And I did. Instead of taking this as a hit to my self-esteem, I decided to make this a learning …show more content…
It’s a program where you are basically in boot camp for a week, doing physical training, changing in and out of uniform, and of course, constant yelling. I had done this program in the past and was mediocre at it, never won any awards. But this year was my third year going, and that meant I got to be a flight commander. I got to teach all the new guys about leadership, while giving them “positive reinforcement”. When I arrived a day earlier than all the other cadets for my training on how to interact with the freshmen and sophomores, I learned there was going to be a drill completion in the middle of the week. At first, I could feel my nerves spike, but soon after I remember all I have to do is study. So easy. Yet I asked myself, What if I fail