As I sat on the hard floor of the rifle range, stretching for the first raider practice of the season, a new cadet came towards me. I silently assessed him as he neared closer. He gave off the airs of a nondescript high school student. ‘His caliber is unequivocally that of B team member’ was my initial impression of the fledgling raider-to-be. I clearly did not have to worry about this youth as competition. He finally arrived, and greeted me with a powerful
“Hey bruh.”
His vociferous tone attenuated the impact of his pedestrian countenance. My misjudgment of character surprised me, as my skill of discernment is routinely uncanny. Pushing down the remorse of my miscalculation, I briskly re-evaluated the freshman. His vocabulary was somewhat …show more content…
Without responding to the greeting, I hastened towards the body that had exerted the copious amount of tone, cadence, and snap. I stood directly in front of him, save for 3 paces.
Shaine, this year's commander, waited for everyone to come to a standstill, before he started to speak.
“This year we will decide your placement on the team by your pt test.” He announced solemnly, “We will be starting today at the track, so be ready for the 5-mile run.”
The tense ambiance of the formation was palpable even to the me who was, by nature, vacuous to overall moods. I, personally, was not anxious. I’m sure that, to an outsider, it would seem as though I was radiating a sense of nonchalantness. This was due to the fact that my spot on A-team was virtually guaranteed. I had already ranked everyone on the team in my head. In that ranking, I came in right at eighth. I was cutting it close by being the last member of the team, but I was in eighth by a large margin. For this reason, I was insouciant. Shaine then went over a few formalities before concluding with his characteristic closing.
“We will meet back up at the track. Now, on my command to fall out, fall out. Fall
“Hey bruh.”
His vociferous tone attenuated the impact of his pedestrian countenance. My misjudgment of character surprised me, as my skill of discernment is routinely uncanny. Pushing down the remorse of my miscalculation, I briskly re-evaluated the freshman. His vocabulary was somewhat …show more content…
Without responding to the greeting, I hastened towards the body that had exerted the copious amount of tone, cadence, and snap. I stood directly in front of him, save for 3 paces.
Shaine, this year's commander, waited for everyone to come to a standstill, before he started to speak.
“This year we will decide your placement on the team by your pt test.” He announced solemnly, “We will be starting today at the track, so be ready for the 5-mile run.”
The tense ambiance of the formation was palpable even to the me who was, by nature, vacuous to overall moods. I, personally, was not anxious. I’m sure that, to an outsider, it would seem as though I was radiating a sense of nonchalantness. This was due to the fact that my spot on A-team was virtually guaranteed. I had already ranked everyone on the team in my head. In that ranking, I came in right at eighth. I was cutting it close by being the last member of the team, but I was in eighth by a large margin. For this reason, I was insouciant. Shaine then went over a few formalities before concluding with his characteristic closing.
“We will meet back up at the track. Now, on my command to fall out, fall out. Fall