Uniform 189 Recruit Journal Week 06


International Maritime Signal Flag Uniform

International Maritime Signal Flag Uniform


Uniform 189 Recruit Journal Week 06

Formed: May 06, 2014

Graduates: June 27, 2014

Week 06

08 JUN 14

It seems to be a re-occurring theme at Basic Training, if you have a little bit of fun, you will get murdered for it. We had divine hours today. Same as each week, prep racks, uniforms, write letters, and got to church if you want. Time to decompress. Today was going fine until after we got our new M-16. We switched out the plastic ones demilitarized M-16 which means no firing pin and the barrel is filled in. We met up with the company ahead of us TANGO, and went for an off-base run. The run was awesome. We sang cadence with about 140 of us. People were lined up to see us run, and clapped as we went by like a parade. I was cool and fun, but we get back to the house and it hit the fan. Lots of games and IT. You hear about people breaking under the strain. I don’t know what that’s like for anyone else, but I think I hit that point today. Home sickness is still there and it’s only strengthened by the fact that I am going to a far off place. So to be completely honest, today I almost threw in the towel. But I didn’t. Maybe that’s what all the games are for, to wear you down to the point where you want to give up, but you don’t. You just keep pushing. From a very tired and sore, but optimistic recruit. Good night.

09 JUN 14

The days here are very strange. I was told before I arrived that the days would be long, but the weeks fly by. And it’s true. Now we are in week 06. I am in ceremonial, so that means I get 4 hours of sleep if I am lucky. Ceremonial is a combination of drill team, colors team, and recruit band. Even though I get less sleep, it is still pretty fun and an honor to bear the flag for graduations. Plus I get to wake myself up instead of “FIRE, FIRE, FIRE”. Tomorrow we’re getting more information about our order and how’ we’re going to get to our stations from homes. I’m stationed in Hawaii, which is going to be a long trip from the East Coast. We are getting excited about this Saturday also, which is on-base liberty.

10 JUN 14

Today was an interesting one. I laugh as I think that because that seems to be what I think after every day. The day is either okay, or it stinks, or both, which means it was interesting. Our class was firefighting. After the class, our CC seems ticked off. I didn’t understand why but sometimes they just show up mad that day, normal right? Everybody has bad days and it is important to remember to no matter how bulletproof our CCs look, they are still human too. At least, I think so. Anyways, it turned out that the trash in our squad bays was not taken out, which meant people were not doing their job and cleaning up after themselves (as a company). The company squadleaders were all assigned a night of RAMP, which is 1 ½ hours on intense interaction with sweat that comes from a CC who is not your own. This all stemmed from trash. I wasn’t even around, but I got assigned RAMP because I am a squadleader, which I got called out on for using as an excuse. Excuses are not welcome in boot camp. The days should start to fly by right about now, so the most important part for all of us is to remember to have each other backs and remember the small things like trash. After all, I can only get so much RAMP for my company before I turned into nothing but a puddle of sweat.

11 JUN 14

Discipline. The word is thrown around this place more than I could ever tell you. Being at Boot Camp is all about discipline. To keep yourself locked on and in a military bearing, to look out for your shipmates and make sure no one is falling behind, and to keep yourself squared away. The things we are asked to do here are simple things when you think about it. For instance, go 15 minutes without talking while shining your boots. Easy right? Put one person alone in a room and that the easiest challenge in the world. But put 56 people in a room and give them the same task, it’s virtually impossible. If you couldn’t guess, this is what we had trouble with this evening. And all of our arms are sore from the repercussions. I wish we had a little more discipline as a company, but the company starts off with individual members. So it’s something we are working on. Tensions are still high with bouts of angry remarks thrown around on occasionally. Everyone wants to blame somebody else for lack of discipline. We are getting better, slowly yes, but we are getting closer to our goals. Other than learning about discipline, we went to classes today. I don’t have watch tonight and that’s a miracle. So sleep is going to be sweet tonight.

12 JUN 14

It is late, and the company is tired as ever, and even more so than usual. Today was literally every kind of day rolled into one. Crappy, good, worst, hell, and then it ended with a giant BANG that made today the most memorable day of my life. But first, the days started out bad. The usual “you screw up and now you’re going to sweet for it”. Except it was less sweat and more mental anguish. We had to start squaring our meals. It is the most annoying thing ever. You have to bring your fork straight up off the plate, straight out in front of you, and straight into your mouth. You do this with all your food items and napkins also. It makes our week 06 going into week 07 look like forming week. So chow was stressful, and then we had some practical firefighting class where we dressed up firefighting gear and found a computerized fire. It was neat to learn how to put the air tanks on and get a feel for what we might need to do in the fleet. Lots of pressure to the job done and on top of everything else you couldn’t see 5feet in front of yourself due to the fog machines simulating smoke. Then we did some more pugil sticks, 02 of our shipmates went down very hard. We had to call the ambulance for one recruit, but he returned a short time later ready to train on. After evening chow it when the day really went south. It was the worst and hardest group of IT and remedial since week 03. Now, unfortunately, I cannot tell you readers much, but after gallons and gallons of sweat, we did what we’ve been trying to do for weeks, we earned our company colors. No we won’t be carrying the dishrag of a towel that just had a U on it. It’s a top secret ceremony type thing. Can’t talk too much about it. Probably one of the most memorable nights of my entire life, and a moment that our entire company will remember. All in all an awesome day. One of the first, hopefully not the last.



Editor’s Note: This blog post was written by a recruit currently involved in Coast Guard basic training. The thoughts and opinions expressed in this Journal do not necessarily reflect those of Training Center Cape May, the U.S. Coast Guard or the federal government and are the sole opinion of the author. Recruit Journals are written by personnel in a high-stress environment with little time, so please excuse grammar and punctuation in the above article. The staff at Training Center Cape May do not edit the journals in any way, so as to ensure authenticity of the content and messages.