I Am An American Soldier

Today (June 24, 2010) was a day I will never forget. I woke up at 0430, got ready, reported downstairs. Road"march configuration march" and we were off! We marched a mile and a half to the gas chamber. A day I was hoping would never arrive. I was so nervous because 1, I didn't know what to expect, and 2, there were so many steps to remember to do in the entire process & I didn't want to forget! There are 2 rooms inside the chamber, the cold room and the hot room. You enter the chamber, cold room first, with your mask already on. The cold room is not cold but has less potency gas than the hot room, (where the C.S. is burning). You enter that room as a group, they check to make sure your mask is working and you can't actually breathe any CS in before they move you into the hot room. I couldn't breathe any in. My mask was working. YAY! But, I started to feel my skin burning... neck, ears, forehead, hands. It felt like someone was rubbing sandpaper on a severe sunburn. Then we moved into the hot room. I was in the first group to be called to the ready line. AHHH! We heard we would have to be asked to do a variety of things on the ready line before they would have us head outside. But we didn't know what until that moment when we took off our mask. I remember someone saying to take small, controlled breaths and I did exactly that. Luckily, I didn't have to do the I'm a little teapot", stanky leg, macarena, etc. I had to receite the soldier's creed. I got "I'm an American Soldier" out and they we all left faced and we were outta there! We had instructions to follow around the building single file when we exited.
Once we walked out, I shut my eyes from the burning. I couldn't see, but that's ok, the Drill Sgts were there too make sure I found the wall. They pushed my ass right into it. LMAO. (They did it to everyone) As me and my group made our way around the field flapping our arms like birds, I shouted "Hell yeah Bitches!!" One day closer to graduation.
One, mission accomplished.