Personal Narrative: Why Teenagers Are Coming Home

Title Early morning, tons of teenagers with their families are flooding into the recruitment base. For some it may have been a long journey, but for me, it was almost in my backyard. All the kids carrying huge bags that were probably received from their high school as a graduation gift. In other countries graduates receive books or special pens. In Israel it’s a special bag for the army with the words “With Love” and the cities name. These bags are packed for two weeks as they were told to do, not really knowing whether they would be coming home this coming weekend or in two weeks. None of these teenagers really know what waiting for them once they get off that bus. We all hear stories from our friends and families who have been through the …show more content…
I looked around my room, knowing that for the next couple of years I won’t be seeing much of it. My lavender painted walls that I had carefully picked out, my beautiful makeup vanity that I had been wanting for as long as I can remember that I had just recently gotten. The comfort of my own bed and room that I will not be seeing every day. I hoped out of bed quickly, run straight to my parents room and hop into bed with them like I did when I was little. I felt like a little girl, so upset about leaving home, but laying there with my mom was comforting. Soon we left for the recruiting base, my mom, dad, two younger brothers all came with me as I started a new stage in my …show more content…
That was one bus ride that I would never forget. The bus ride to our basic training base. Right after we, newly recruited soldiers sat down, three commanders got on the bus one after the other. Their uniform nice and ironed with a bright green rope hanging from their shoulders to symbolize that they were commanders. All three of them had two bars sewed onto both sleeves to mark their rank. Both of these things giving them authority. Introduced themselves but told us that we were to never call them by their name. To us they are Commanders one, two, and three. Right them we all knew that basic training had begun. Our new commanders spent the 3 hour bus ride screaming at us that we are no longer at home we are in the army now and things are going to be different. They taught us how to behave and the new rules that were to be followed. How we had to say “listen commander” before any sentence we said. And how yes was now “yes the commander”. That didn’t surprise any of us, we all knew that that’s how basic training