Hotel 198 Recruit Journal Week 06

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Today was…fun, yet somber in its own way. Week 06 is in the bag and week 07 is on the horizon with new challenges. H-198 awoke with excitement (and fear as always) because today we had liberty. Yes, it was only to the selected locations we were given, but a sliver of freedom nonetheless. Along with this was a pleasant (and intimidating) challenge, Petty Officer Burrus has started marching us more recently. Maybe the pile of garbage H-198 is now less garbage, and more like organized scraps; still usable but just needs some elbow grease. Petty Officer Burrus marched the recruits, HER recruits, and sang cadences to her cubs. If our voices shook the leaves off the trees, then hers shook the roots out of the dirt. Make way India! Make way Golf! A new H-198 is on the regiment. It’s as if Petty Officer Burrus’ songs fueled us with whatever insane power resides within our Company Commanders.

So as we joked, laughed, cried, and talked to our loved ones and new friends, one thought remained; we are going to miss this company, this Hotel hell, the sweat, and the gains. All because now we somewhat see what our Company Commanders do and how great H-198 can be. Apart from today, this week has been a good streak for H-198. Uniforms seem to be getting better every day now, studying how to get that immaculate Coast Guard look. Don’t you want to have that Petty Officer Sauers style Hotel? Travel plans also came, week 08 seems even closer now. Some got good news, and some got bad news. But all of Hotel got good news on Wednesday, we got desserts. The excitement doesn’t end there, you see Hotel was on the cusp of yet another victory. Port section did well at the gun range, and if starboard section did well then we would get our company on the plaque! Well off we went, and wouldn’t you know it, Hotel did it. Imagine that, being the company of an ME2 and getting our company on the gun range plaque!

The best day by far was Friday. There was a current in the air, all 4 of our CC’s were here (flashbacks of week 02 *shudder*). The skies parted and down came the Gods! All flying down on Petty Officer Krawczyk’s pterodactyl. If you bet we sweat, then you bet right. They had all of their toys out, but Hotel pushed on! There was something about this one, the CC’s weren’t just yelling at us; They were PUSHING us through! Each one of them was like our very own hype man. There was a fire in their eyes and we responded. After packing all of our things, we went on our pack march. Petty Officer Burrus brought her own seabag as well! Then we were told that this pack..this weight..was our mistakes. We felt it, it burdened us. Petty Officer Burrus told us to unload our weight, to just drop it. It felt like the shackles of our failures had snapped. We stood at the CG Enlisted Memorial and read the names of our fallen shipmates. Petty Officer Burrus reminded us who we were, her recruits. Tears flowed because we felt that we did something right. Then she told us to turn around, and there stood Petty Officer Sauers, Petty Officer Kuhns, and Petty Officer Krawczyk in the field. Behind them, our beloved Hotel colors (we named them Ivory). No longer were they obstacles in our eyes, now they are our teachers, our guides, and yes we still fear them. H-198, you did the right thing.

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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