November 07, 2002
The Beginning
and so there i was... standing on the grass patch behind the tonners, waving goodbye to everyone that was leaving for 40 SAR. focused right into one of the vehicles, hoping that any unspoken messages left in my heart, would be delivered through a smile and the wave of a hand to my section mates, platoon mates, course mates that i've mixed around with for the past 21 weeks... watched them go as the tonners pulled away from the parade square...
stood there for a while, feeling special and alone... looked around me and felt the emptiness of the wing line. glanced up my block and saw my two other fellow future instructors beckoning me to get my bags and book out. conceded. i made my way back up to get my belongings.
Posted by zai at November 7, 2002 11:12 PM
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