The Day I Enlisted During The United States Army

The couple of months prior to leaving for boot camp, I was really motivated like most people. My brother had given me a lot of guidance on what boot camp was going to be like. Honestly when I got there, I wasn’t scared. I knew exactly what to do. Two days later I was sent to the hospital because my appendix was about to rupture and had to go into surgery immediately. I was at Paris Island an extra month. When I graduated, I loved being a Marine. Because I felt like I had already made a difference already. MCT, was similar, but I slowly started losing motivation. I was a dumb ass and wore my contacts and 3 days before I graduated I got dropped for pink eye in both eyes. Yes it was my fault and I sucked it up, but another month on Camp Geiger didn’t help. But still I was proud of being a Marine. MOS school went well. I was finally happy to be doing my job and being trained in my MOS. When I found out I was going to Cherry Point, I was furious. It kind of killed everything I had worked for, knowing I was going to the biggest POG base in the Marine Corps. After making fun of me for a while, my brother helped me out and got me back on

Prior to September 11, 2001, I had no idea about what I wanted to do with my life. After the tragic events of September 11 and talking with several people at each branch's recruiters' stations- I decided that I would join the United States Navy. On November 14, upon arriving at Naval Station Great Lakes, I did not know what to expect. Over the next 8 weeks I was taught not only things to help me survive the Navy but life lessons to help me get through life in general. When I arrived at boot camp, I was given a complete health and dental physicals to ensure I was healthy enough to endure the stringent activities that I was going to go through. Along with my physicals, I was given shots to ensure that I would stay healthy. After shots, I was given

Without a doubt the single most influential experience in my life has been graduating from Marine Corps boot camp at MCRD San Diego. They say less than one percent of United States Citizens serve in the military and a small fraction of them serve as United States Marines. I take great pride in the fact that standing on those famous yellow footprints separates me from more than 99% of people I will meet. Some people claim boot camp was easy for them, that they didn’t struggle or second guess themselves; unfortunately I am not one of those people. I greatly struggled, not physically as that was easy but mentally, emotionally, and spiritually. Initially I wasn’t sure if I had made the right decision in enlisting right out of high school. But then

When I look at my dad, I can see accomplishment beaming from him. He grew up with my grandparents in South Texas, who were migrant workers. They didn’t supply the best of income, so my father grew up with the bare minimum and basic necessities, with 5 younger brothers and sisters. During high school, my father struggled a bit with grades and family issues. After graduating, he decided to join the military, since school was not his best interest and felt he had nowhere to go. He would explain to me how he would barley pass his classes with D 's, since D 's were considered passing at the time. For eight years, he served for our country in the Navy. Soon afterwards, he met my mother, began dating, and eventually got married within a year. Another year passed and that’s where I came in. Soon after my father with no job, after

At times the language and environment was harsh but I came to the conclusion that I needed to take a step back and allow someone to help me progress myself as an adult. For me, graduating basic training was one of the proudest moments of my life and whenever I look back at that day, I know that if I hadn’t of been put through that stress, I wouldn’t have the skills I do today to deal with that. The military was a great thing for me to experience, and I will always be thankful for

In May of 2005 I finally accomplished something that really meant a lot not only to me and my family, but to the people of the United States of America. Even while being in Iraq from April 2007 to November 2007 and losing a brother in arms while I was there I still felt honor. After finding out I will be a dad in June 2008 I became a Non Commissioned officer July 1st and a married man by July 2nd. Once August 2008 came I found myself saying yes to four more years. Once August 2012 came I was a well-established family man who became a marine vet who is instilled with nothing but honor, courage, and

So I ended up coming back home and once I made it back to Mississippi I had a lot of my old friends calling me to go and hangout, but I told them that I couldn’t because i knew what they were going to do and i told myself that I wouldn’t go back to that lifestyle because i had a whole life ahead of me to do whatever i wanted to do and that those things could wait until a later time. I knew that they were talking about me behind my back but i also knew that they were just going to bring me down in the end and keep me from succeeding in life. As i got ready to go to back to school so that could finish my senior year had complication getting enrolled in school. It took a total of four weeks and three days was beginning to lose hope of getting into school was about to just drop out and get my GED, but my grandmother was there for me and she told me just be patient and keep praying, that everything will be ok. I finally get enrolled into school and i talked to a Marines recruiter he asked me i was interested in joining the Marines and said that i didn’t know for sure so if that was the branch that wanted to go to because have a younger sister that still had to be there for. I looked at it as knew that was going to have to go across seas and fight, so that would mean that i wouldn’t be able

When I first enlisted in the Army, I had no idea what to expect. I didn't know where I would end up or if I would enjoy it. In fact the only thing I did know was that I was going to end up in Oklahoma for Basic Training and San Antonio for Advanced Individual Training to become a medic. Soon after my arrival to Oklahoma I discovered that my life was going to be forever changed.

           May 31st, the day my family and I had been waiting for, ship day. I woke up at 3:30 a.m. to fly to Missouri. I left with two other people: Boone and Hiple. Boone was 18, he had graduated from high school two weeks prior to shipping out for Basic Training. He would go straight through Basic and onto Advanced Individual Training (AIT); while both Hiple and I will go through Basic. Then next year, to continue our journey in the U.S. Army, the two of us, accompanied by others, will leave for AIT. That morning a recruiter dropped us off at the airport, our families came back with us through security and waited with us for our flight. I was of course stopped through security,

There are many experiences that have contributed to my talents, interests, and commitments, but one of the most significant experiences in my life was being a dependent of someone in the U.S. Army. When I was three years old my mom decided to join the Army because she concluded it was the best way at the time that she could earn enough money to take care of me. She gave birth to me at the age of seventeen and she had only strived for a high school diploma. My father was incarcerated and minimum wage was not enough to pay our bills and keep a stable home as a single parent, so I support her decision. Initially, she only enlisted for two years and was immediately sent to Iraq. She had to give guardianship to my grandmother in Pennsylvania who

I have wanted to go into the military since i was very young. Most children say that they want to be a firefighter or a doctor, but i said that i wanted to be in the military. I remeber looking at pictures and learning about military officers and i felt called to be one of those men. My decision and dreams never changed, as most childrens do when they realize the work required. But for reasons beyond my comprehension, my desire of a miltary life never wavered. Both of my parents' fathers served in the military, one n the Air Force and one in the Army. They told me stories of their days in the military, bragging of their different branhes and I took what they said and choose a school that woud lead to a career in neither of their branches.

I served in the air force for six years, I was stationed in Germany, Korea and Japan. Being overseas gave me many opportunities to travel and enjoy my time in the military. I was fortunate to meet a lot of great co-workers, mentors and friends. These people motivated me to be the best I could be. They always supported me and advised me to go back to school to follow my dream but I got complacent and used to the lifestyle provided for me. I decided to take the easy ride until I got a wakeup call.

The day I graduated high school was the day I thought about how I would barely see my dog, Dulce, anymore (I graduated in Nicaragua). Throughout my whole life I’ve been accustomed to having dogs in the house, taking them out on walks, teaching them how to do tricks, having them sleep by my feet on my bed. Leaving Dulce was going to be tough for me because she brought a lot of happiness into my life; she was the sweetest dog I’ve ever met. Her name literally means sweet, so it fit very well with her. As I prepared to leave to Canada for my post secondary education, I messaged my sister and asked her what she thought about getting a dog; she loved the idea.

When I was eighteen years old. I had multiple things on my mind such as; what college I wanted to attend and how was I going to play for my education. One day I was watching television and I saw a commercial about, if you join the military, you could get your college tuition payed for by the military. So, after seeing that commercial, I started searching for a recruiter. When I finally found a recruiter. I took that opportunity to collect all the literature that was relevant for me to joining the military. After signing up for eight years with the Army Alabama National Guards in the delayed entrant program. The delayed entrant program is a program that I had to go to drill every month but, not to basic training, not until I graduated from high school.

My first year of college was cut short with my desire to join the United States Army. All