The March
The rope started swaying back and forth; I couldn’t seem to stay in one place. My arms began to weaken and my boots couldn’t get a grip on the wall. Only about twenty-two feet to get to the top of the rope. My feet found the knots to push me up as I hit my side on the wall. “Let’s go DePew, you can do it. Don’t give up now, you’re so close.” I could hear the shouts from beneath me. Pushing me, driving me to the top. Not all of the females were able to make it, but I knew I could and there was no giving up. Once to the top of the rope there were boards about four to five feet apart from each other. Being so short, my arms already so weak, I tried to pull myself up just high enough to get my leg to the next board. Another twenty-two feet or so, forty-five feet in all, to the top of the tower. It was called the Warrior Tower. You were to make it up, down, around, and back up again. At the top we had to walk back and forth on ropes, double ropes, triple ropes, and even pull yourself on a single rope. Back to the other side to only have a single rope holding me on as I glided, repelled, straight down. This was the one time during basic training that the Drill Sergeants seemed rather nice. They still yelled
. . .
Some common words found in the essay are:
Drill Sergeants, Drill Sergeant, Police Corp, School Ohio, Basic Training, DePew Dont, Wood Missouri, , Warrior Tower, Army Value, drill sergeant, drill sergeants, basic training, didnt believe, feet top, top rope, single rope, weeks training, twenty-two feet, fell asleep,
Approximate Word count = 1831
Approximate Pages = 7 (250 words per page double spaced)
|
 |
