posted on Jan, 2 2016 @ 02:19 PM
Ok not really a kid but still a late teen in Navy boot camp in the Great Mistakes or Great lakes Illinois.. so our company was really really good, and
our Company commander or CC known as a Drill instructor or Di's in other branches of service hated or pretended to hate northerners especially New
Yorkers, as he said we would most likely to give him a hard time and try to run his company which we did not disappoint, but for some reason he choose
us to be the defector leaders keeping all others in check, we were soo good we were slated for the coveted banner of BIG Chicken, meaning we get to
move ahead of the chow lines and received mad respect by other companies.
But the problem was we the leaders were a double edge sword that could go our own way..so one day we were allowed to go to lunch on our own without
the CC, on our way back to the barracks this one cat from the Bronx called big Bird a master katerer ..basically the guy that sings marching songs to
keep us from tripping over our feet, changed up the katers to...Company Duck walk March!!
which I and another New Yorker signaled the rest of
the company to squat down and march like ducks going! quack quack quack!!
apparently some one saw us and ratted us out to our CC that led to
company wide punishment, which we took in stride because at that time we were fit as a fiddle, but woe be unto the leaders who he instructed his
company thus, for he sent us to ITU or Intensive Training Unit... under the command of the Mad Jap.. a mean Japanese American Di from Hawaii.
We started with intense push-ups ..now it just happens that there were others from different companies that were lacking in discipline or were
disgusting fat bodies..(not my term) who were also present , so we were ordered in the push-up position which meant you have to balance your weight by
the strength of your arms in a holding position until the mad Jap said other wise , this one dude beside me was soo fat he remind me of custard jelly
pudding, his double chin was shaking he had man breast and his arms were wobbly, I couldn't help my self so I began laughing under my breathe and eye
signaled to my fellow discredited leaders who could hardly contained themselves, then a shiny pair of shoes appeared under my nose and my heart sank
as I knew we were Fked! but we took it all in stride did our thing and returned to our company humbled.
edit on 2-1-2016 by Spider879
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