In Most Instances When You See A Veteran Or Someone Who

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In most instances when you see a veteran or someone who is currently serving in the U.S. armed forces, you automatically assume that the person is respectful and patriotic. We are faced with a society full of youth that believe they are entitled to everything they want in life. They lack the respect and self-responsibility that it takes to achieve those things. Some of the youth want to blame others for their shortcomings in life. They are more likely to be one of the most disrespectful generations we have seen, in my opinion.
Serving in the military has changed me as a person and how I see the world. It prepared me for what life has to offer and how to handle everything life throws my way. All legal aged males should be required …show more content…

We finally set our eyes on the men that are tasked with shaping us into soldiers. There they stand wearing the same uniform as us, stone faced, and donning the sacred Campaign Hat. They look like sharks waiting for the precise moment to attack. At the same time of the buses stopping, the drill sergeants enter the bus, yelling and forcing us off the bus, faster than we could even move with all the gear we are carrying. At that moment was the only time I muttered the words, “What the hell did I get myself into.”
There were guys jumping over seats, running to get out of the bus, when the back door of the bus opened and drill sergeants’ started pulling guys off backwards. No one knew what to expect next. We were like little fish, frantically swimming, waiting for the sharks to attack us next. After exiting the bus we were lined up, where we were required to do workouts, from push-ups to holding our duffle bags above our head. This was our first time getting “smoked;” after about an hour or so of exhausting work we gathered in a room where were learned what platoon we would be in. At that point it had gotten real, you gained respect for people you did not even know, both soldiers and drill sergeants. After hearing my name called, myself and forty-nine others became known as the second platoon “death dealers.” Although we were going through

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