Tango 192 Recruit Journal Week 03

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Tango 192 Recruit Journal

Formed: April 5, 2016

Graduates: May 26, 2016




Week 03 Summary


There was once a time when we rolled over in our beds to hit snooze on our smart phones alarm. Now we are woken up by screams, lights, and whistles. The things we once thought we couldn’t live without are becoming distant memories. Out with the old and in with the new. Speaking of things going away it would seem that our company has caught a little amnesia because the moment our names get called, hearts stop, blood runs cold, and proper English, just can’t seem to be formed. One of our biggest blunders is constantly mixing up the names of two of our Company Commanders which leads to us having to be shown how to remember the hard way later.

We also struggle with remembering to maintain our military bearing. Typically we are allowed to march ourselves around base proudly with our white TANGO flag flying high. This doesn’t sound like a big deal to everyone, but it is actually a huge privilege. However, we have walked back from chow this week with our heads down and hands in our pockets more times than not. These habits we continue to lug around with us from our comfy civilian lives are hard to break. Things like taking our sweet time getting from place to place is a fast way to end up with some one on one attention from our Company Commanders.

The process of becoming a Seaman begins to sink into our skulls and we almost feel like real Coasties. We finally got the opportunity to get our military ID’s. Unfortunately there were no hair or make up people to make sure we were photo ready. Many of us looked worse for wear from the lack of sleep and standing evening watch. That didn’t stop the feeling of excitement from knowing we were that much closer to graduation, and, eventually the fleet.

In honor of Earth Day, we had the opportunity to clean the beach. We trekked the rocky shores in our black boondockers, with garbage bags and gloves in hand. It was our first team building exercise that didn’t involve sound off at the top of our lungs while doing incentive training. We had already endured so much of that all week long.

Our company is growing faster than weeds. The senior companies have reverted shipmates back to our company. So many, in fact, we had to move into another squadbay of the building. You would think with all the newly acquired space that we would be more comfortable and sleep soundly. Not the case! Throughout the night a steady lullaby plays by the choir of coughs or slumbering shipmates that is anything but settling. It is still quite hard to sleep here, not to mention the fact that everyone’s nerves are rattled by the big midterm next week. As well as our last physical fitness test. Please wish us all luck as we navigate these murky waters at Coast Guard Training Center Cape May.



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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