Drill bit

“Don’t go over to the drill team!” The PT Team pled, “We want you on the PT team because you all are good!” They said. Luckily, we didn’t notice her yet, Victoria, Emma, and I received our food, which we soon started to regret. The girl spotted the three of us as we sat down…

“Down, But Not Out.” “There it is Privates!” Drill Sergeant Gonzales yelled. As we all rounded the narrow and winding road through the Ozark Mountains, my heart began to race. All 250 of us slowed down to form a formation in front of what appeared to be the biggest climb we had seen and were not expecting to see for the next few weeks. Screaming at the top of his lungs, Drill Sergeant Galloway said “This is Engineer Hill, and starting in two minutes you all have thirty minutes to make this…

The large speakers that surround the filled room begin to vibrate as the loud unknown voice begins to announce my name. I now know that it is my time to shine. While standing behind the long, red curtains I begin to do what comes natural; lifting my head as if I am looking above and beyond the ceiling that lies above me with a smile projecting from my face, standing tall with strong energy from my toes to the tips of my fingers and pushing my shoulders back to respectfully greet my judges. The…

There’s nothing restful about that position. “Mountain climbers,” screams the drill instructor as his fists rest on his green duty belt, “in cadence, exercise: one-two-three.” Guaman limply lifts his left foot from the floor. The muscles in Staff Sergeant Baker’s square jaw flex as he grits his teeth. He kneels, jabbing his index finger with laser precision at the air near Guaman’s face, “What do you think, Goo Man?” The Drill Instructor turns and barks to the platoon, “Did they make some…

Some people may think that what I did was heroic. I don’t. I think that what I did was only being human. Well, I guess that’s a matter of opinion. It was May of ‘44, and I sat at the edge of my bunk, listening, and making small talk with my bunkmates. We were fighting for nearly ten hours, and we were going to be sent out of our bunks any minute. While others dressed, I checked my gun, I knew everything was fine, but we were all scared about being sent out again. The last time we were out,…

Mid Fall 2012 The plane ride here was a long one. The droning engines of the C-17 went on for hours and pierced through my earplugs. I could only feel overwhelmed and excited by what was happening. I was finally getting sent overseas after four long years of basic training. A few nervous thoughts had passed my mind about what could happen, but was soon drowned out by the engines. The passenger section of the C-17 was nothing like a civilian aircraft. A few rows of seats with our gear packed in…

Once upon a time not so long ago in Granada hills lived a young man with a heart of gold. It was his first day of middle school and he saw all his old friends and made some new friends. Just like all of us he was nervous to start a new chapter of his life. The first couple of weeks were really fun and mellow. He would bring allot of snacks and money to school, and he would share with everyone. If anyone in his class ever needed anything he would be there to help them. That was…

Walt Disney World together for our 16th birthdays. She gets along with my parents and uncles a little bit too well, they all just consider her a part of the family now. Surprisingly, we never fight at all. We just say we got any hate we could ever have for each other out in 6th grade. Ash and I were brought together by a mixture of things. Most of it was our love for Disney and art with a little bit of music thrown into the mix. We both would always base our art projects after either a singer…

I wanted to make tapa/kapa, bark cloth that old Polynesians and Hawaiians used to make. This is because I have learned how to make tapa/kapa in my ethnobotany class. I have been amazed how early Polynesians and Hawaiians were closely connected to the nature and how they incorporate with nature to live sustainably. I enjoyed learning how they created clothes in the old days. Therefore, I decided to make tapa/kapa from a scratch. To be honest, a night before this morning, I got some trouble with…

The summative assignment I reviewed was incredible! I can’t believe a student was able to do that. I guess with a lot of dedication and effective use of class time can do that. For the next two and a half months I will have to use extremely good use of my class time. For this class time to be used effectively, I will have to do multiple things. This includes no distractions. I would need to focus on the work at hand, and not the people around me. I need to focus on myself so that I can strive to…