Yankee 190 Recruit Journal Week 06

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Yankee 190 Recruit Journal

Formed: February 24, 2015

Graduates: April 17, 2015

 

Yankee-19Ø’s Blog

Week Ø6

 

Just as our first Ø5 weeks have come and gone in the blink of an eye, so has Week Ø6. This week, however, has not been a blur, but a week we will not soon forget. Yankee-19Ø experienced new things, faced new challenges and grew closer as a company.

The alarm pierced our ears, the smoke seeped under the crack of the hatch, and the red lights flashed all around us. Our hearts thumped to the beat of a helicopter rotor as we stood outside the hatch. When Petty Officer Buckley gave us the word, we scrambled into our fire suit and hooked up to our Self Contained Breathing Apparatus (SCBA). The hatch flew open, and our teams vanished into the smoke. We worked as a unit, each shipmate with their own duty, to handle the hose and extinguish the threat. As the smoke cleared, our shipmates emerged with a new found sense of camaraderie and pride.

The pride we felt during our fire fighting practical is meager in comparison to the mountain of pride the graduating company of XRAY-19Ø felt on Friday. As the Week Ø6 Company, it was our duty to stand watch for the senior company’s graduation. Seeing our shipmates enter the gym, looking 1Ø feet tall and bulletproof, and hearing them rattle the gym rafters during the Coast Guard Ethos gave us goose bumps; that will be us in Ø2 weeks.

We faced a new challenge this week, a challenge both mental and physical; we faced the Confidence Course. The Confidence Course appears daunting at first, but the support of our shipmates and the encouragement of our Company Commanders, we conquered it. Petty Officer Grube barked out motivation, and Petty Officer Russo encouraged us to tackle our doubts and give 11Ø%effort. As we approached the 3Ø foot vertical rope climb, the chants of support from our shipmates inflated our confidence like spinach to Popeye. We reached with the tips of our fingers for the bell at the top; our arms quivered in pain. As we rang the bell, we sounded off for the whole Regiment to hear and Yankee-19Øechoed in support.

We were granted Ø6 hours of On-Base Liberty on Saturday afternoon. As soon as Petty Officer Babot gave us the green light, we scurried out of Healy Hall like a pack of cockroaches. Our first stop was the Exchange, where we bought a few necessary supplies and enough candy to hold over a company of kindergartners. When the dust settled in the Exchange, the junk food aisle was stripped to its shell and recruits filed to the registers with baskets overflowing with sweets. We spent the rest of our liberty at the Harborview eating deep-fried pub food, sharing horror stories of Petty Officer Russo sweat sessions and talking to our families. Our Ø6 hours were over far too soon, and it was time to march back to reality. When we returned, Petty Officer Babot interrogated us on the abundance of junk food we inhaled while on liberty. Cheeseburgers, Twinkies, butterfingers and Ho-Ho’s are to just name a few. Petty Officer Babot gave us a swift reminder that boot camp was definitely not over, and liberty was a test, not a right.

Yankee-19Ø grew a lot this week, we found confidence deep within ourselves, conquered challenges we thought we could not and we bonded more as a unit. We want to improve, we want to be perfect. We are the Senior Company now, so we represent more than just ourselves. The challenge for Week Ø7 is to keep it locked on and not embarrass our Company Commanders or Lead Company Commander, Petty Officer Grube. If we lose focus for Ø1 minute, Petty Officer Russell will have us face down on the asphalt, reminding us that boot camp is not over.

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.

 

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