Unknown Name ENGL 112
It’s four o’clock in the afternoon and the sun is still shining bright in Fort Jackson, South Carolina. It is hot outside, about 99 degrees. My heart is pounding with fear of the unknown. The bus stops and the doors fold open. A soldier comes running up the bus stairs in a round brown hat screaming at the top of his lungs, “Get off the bus, now soldiers!” I jump out of my seat and immediately rush to the front of the bus, along with about twenty other new recruits. I have no idea what to expect but have heard the horror stories about basic training and how much the Drill Sergeants yell and apparently this Drill Sergeant has a set of lungs on him that could dwarf a bullhorn.
As we all…show more content… The drill sergeant comes back to me and kneels in front of me as I push. “Private Wheeless,” he yells, “roll over and give me 50 sit-ups!” I, of course, roll over onto my back and begin doing sit-ups. “What number are you on?” He asks. “Six, Drill Sergeant!” I yell back. “Start over and count out loud this time, Private,” He yells back at me. I start over and begin to count out loud, “One Drill Sergeant, two Drill Sergeant,” and so on. While I am on my 30th sit-up I begin to wonder how I am going to be able to complete basic training. I have been here for 30 minutes and I am completely exhausted. I can not catch my breath, my stomach muscles are burning for me to stop and my legs are so weak I do not know how I am going to be able to stand up when the devil finally allows me to.
To this day I do not know how I managed to surpass the physical limits I endured in those eight weeks. After the very first day I though it would be impossible. At the time this took place, I thought I had made a huge mistake. There were so many times I wanted to tell my drill sergeant exactly where he could go! I never gave up though. I pushed through the pain and eight weeks later came out of basic training in the best shape I had ever been in my life. I could run two miles in ten minutes, push out 80 pushups in two minutes and 78 sit-ups in two minutes. Basic training taught me discipline, respect and showed me